Lifestyle

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Feb 09

You Win, ShitBook

So now ShitBook works for me. Well, I think so… I’m still wary of how often I’m checking in, how much stuff comes dribbling down that line. My new addiction is to ruthless management of a trickle of updates, photos that I actually find I want to know. So now I browse with a twitchy, itchy trigger finger hovering over that ‘delete friend’ button, ready to cull at any moment…no pressure…


04
Dec 08

Catharsis

Many amateur blogs (and bloggers) tend to go through a ‘rebirthing’ of sorts. A period of gestational inactivity culminates in a burst back onto the blogosphere, with apologies for absence, justification as to why, and promises of voluminous posts henceforth. I am no different, I’m quite happy to say. So take this as my re-birthday, if you will. I’m popping out for a pint later to celebrate, perhaps cake too.


03
Dec 08

Surfing in Samoa

It’s 2 in the morning and I find myself in the Yellow Peril- a huge Toyota truck with non-existent suspension and small sheets of Perspex that serve as windows. I’m sitting on a hard-back bench with a thin swab beneath me as the only insulation from the road’s “unforeseen obstacles.” And it’s raining. Hard. A torrential, tropical downpour that soaks everything, but even now, in the middle of the night, causes steam to rise from the road. Talofa Lava Samoa!


25
Apr 08

Of Goats, Feelings and Stories Lost & Found

Today it is the one truly global drug; one that started with a curious, dancing goat and found its way through a thousand years of history into the cup next to me as I sit in the Oxford sunshine with a keyboard at my fingertips and a cat purring at my feet.


24
Jan 08

Dreams are Free

Here, for your dreaming pleasure, are three tools. They don’t take long to master, and in time you’ll be tapping into a free nightly feast of images and experiences much richer than any book, movie or video game you can buy. With practice, you’ll be able access an alternative reality within which you can do whatever you want – regardless of how impossible, illegal or immoral it may be in waking life…