I’m not even sure where these images come from; you know the ones where a section of ocean, yes ocean is absolutely covered in garbage, crap that is mostly plastic bags. It’s hard to watch, something so majestic as beautiful blue water completely engulfed in trash. In fact Greenpeace estimates 50 million plastic bags end up just in Australia’s waterways each year, it’s downright sad. Continue reading The Plastic Bag Wars
There it was, an old rickety shack of a building stuck fronting a caravan park on the outskirts of The Entrance, a sleepy coastal town. It was day one of a swimming class I’d been signed up for; I was 11 years old with a bowl haircut and butterflies camped in my stomach. Continue reading There’s a Dragon in this water
Public Holidays come and go, some have more meaning than others and you could say a certain level of commercialism has crept in along the way, but one day is more sacred than the rest to a lot of Australians and New Zealanders, and that’s ANZAC DAY.
Facebook head honcho Mark Zuckerberg fronted Congress this week to testify before lawmakers with the looming dirty word ‘regulation’ hanging over his head, although from some of these questions and exchanges I don’t think he has anything to worry about with ‘in over their head’ Politicians. Continue reading Your data isn’t yours
There it was, running down the drain, my youthful exuberance. I watched it disappear; my hair was deserting me in what seemed like a million strands at a time. Continue reading Embrace the bald
In the Charles Dickens novel ‘A Christmas Carol’ Ebenezer Scrooge uttered the now famous words ‘Bah Humbug’ referencing his obvious lack of enthusiasm for Christmas. This is fools gold, Christmas is like a slob of putty, you can turn it into whatever you want it to be. Continue reading Bah humbug or not
Facebook is a social phenomenon. The 10 billion dollar a year juggernaut created by Mark Zuckerberg and some buddies at Harvard who ended up bickering in court have a reported 2 billion users a month worldwide, yes that’s billion. Continue reading To Facebook or not
There is that old phrase ‘one mans trash is another mans treasure’. Going through your so called junk you hope that anybody on a selling website such as Gumtree or Ebay will find your crap interesting and they’d want it enough to part with their hard earned cash. Continue reading Who wants my junk?
Midnight Oil may have been the reason to visit Darwin but after spending 6 days in this sun drenched town, it offered up many other gems. As I was learning about the ‘Top End’ capital I marveled at its resilience as it’s fought back from devastation four times in its history, Cyclones in 1897 and 1937, the Japanese air raids in World War 2 and the brutal Cyclone Tracy in 1974. Continue reading The seduction of Darwin
Lately something about me either screams ‘pathetic’ or ‘this guy needs to be saved’. I’m not sure I look any more pathetic than usual, maybe I need a shave, yes that could be it. Wait, I think I’ve got it, that’s right I’ve got no legs, my life must be crap, I need God to show me the way. Continue reading I just want to eat my cookie