
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Honolulu dreaming

Friday, April 29, 2011
Tomorrow it starts, I suppose
It was my last day of work today. It may be lame to admit, but I keen (almost anxious) to launder my uniform, just so I can officially ziplock it away for the next year.
I fly out on May 28th and won't be putting my nose back to grindstone until March 2012. That is if I find a job.
But I will be keeping busy with my freelance writing. In fact I'll be reviewing these native Perth boys tomorrow night and I'm pretty damn excited as I feel like dancing. I do, I do.
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Endless Summer

But fear not! Don't start pulling on the overcoats and clutching your box of tissues - there's a new film called "First Love" coming out and it's about surfing and all things beachy. With a soundtrack featuring the likes of Tim & Jean, The Beautiful Girls, M-Phazes and Seth Sentry, it already sounds like a winner.
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Jitterbug

A Bastard contemporary Harlem jazz club.
Plenty of Hoochie and Loads more coochie.
It creeps out like a shadow, Jumps and Jives like New York 1933, and then it wails like nothin' you ever heard before.
This ain't nostalgia folks, its sophisticated pandemonium.
Its dressed to the nines and keepin' in step.
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Ping!
The beach house we stayed at over Christmas came equipped with a ping-pong table in the garage. Despite a white sandy beach just outside the front door, I was manning the table for at least two hours a day, playing with the intensity and vigour of a 98 year old vying for a Masters Game Title.

[the music for champions]
I’ve proven on numerous occasions that I have sub-par reflexes (most recently evident with spectacularly tragic attempts to play Guitar Hero). However I felt like I found my sport when I picked up a table tennis racket.
We didn’t let the ball bouncing off walls or ricocheting off chairs disrupt a rally. No one kept score. Besides no one could hear over the beats of Little Dragon or Daft Punk.
The only rule laid down was no one was allowed to lean on the table. It’s rickety legs groaning with slightest sea breeze. Luckily for our bond our pong skills didn’t progress into proper pong rallies.
Perhaps if we had spent the summer in London our skills would stepped it up a notch
“Ping! Is an innovative 3 year project that will provide new opportunities for the public to participate in social and competitive Table Tennis free of charge.”
These crafty creatures devised the following events:
- Sing n Ping
- Singles for Singles (dating pong style)
- The Ping Pong Parlour (a pop up lounge with DJ’s, a bar and of course ping pong)

- Late Night Natural History Museum Ping Quiz
- Public Ping Pong (100 ping pong tables were set up in public spaces around London for 4 weeks over the summer including the Tate Modern, train stations, shopping centers and Heathrow Airport)

...which is probably more suited for an Australian Summer