Dear spammers, I am not throwing away money, and I don’t have a home loan that needs re-financing. I don’t understand teenagers, let alone Swedish ones, and have no wish to watch them. I don’t want to buy any remote control mini-cars. My penis is of adequate size, thanks. I’m busy enough as it is, ... [More]
In the late 80s and early 90s, I watched a lot of TV. I also recorded a lot of TV. It’s left me with a rather large collection of VHS tapes, probably in the region of 250. As the 90s changed from “early” to “mid” it finally dawned on me (Eureka!) that I wasn’t getting ... [More]
You what? 2nd of March and I can see my own breath in the air when I go to get the newspaper?! Last night I did the unthinkable. I succumbed to a telemarketer. I know I shouldn’t. But somehow I did. I didn’t actually buy anything, but when a woman rang up and was selling ... [More]
I’ve never been on a Critical Mass ride. Frankly my bike comes out rather too occasionally, and I think I’d be struggling to maintain the pace. But I was amused on Friday to hear that they were planning another ride on the tollway — this time over the Bolte Bridge. Some talkback radio hosts began ... [More]