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As I wandered up Victoria Street back to the office this afternoon, I discovered the trouble with simultaneously being at the tail-end stages of a horrible cold (with the running nose and the ever present sensation that you just might not have applied your hanky correctly), and having a beard that looks like this: Everyone…
Ovation (from The Free Dictionary) Enthusiastic, prolonged applause. A show of public homage or welcome. An ancient Roman victory ceremony of somewhat less importance than a triumph. Last week, thanks to the eagle-eyed efforts of Paul the Dodgy Aussie, I was priveleged to see the farewell tour of British Comedy Legends French & Saunders –…
OK, so in an alleged “story” this week (i.e. it’s not proper news, but it’s probably more interesting than hearing about the bloody credit crunch again), London saw the results of the Dirty Hands Study – conducted as part of Global Handwashing Day by the London School of Hygiene and Tropical Medicine. What the hell…
After getting a bit sick of reading about Iceland’s plummeting economic situation in the UK press, I thought I’d have a nose around the Australian newsfeeds for a bit to see what was afoot Down Under. Refreshingly, the headlines I spotted were: 30 lesbians impregnated by the same man Food shop infested with rats and…
I was just going through my newsfeeds in Google Reader – which I periodically do – to prune them back to a manageable firehose of continuously new information. I’m subscribed to what I can only describe as a disturbing number of feeds, and from time to time this becomes problematic, as I possess neither the…
Aside from waxing enthusiastic about the size of our hotel room, I don’t suppose I said much about our trip to Vegas, did I? Funny old place, Las Vegas – used to be a nice grassy place due to its nearby underground water sources, and quite a well-positioned cattle ranch as a result of it….
Straight from the horse’s mouth. Oh well, at least it’ll reduce the aggregate global amount of sphincter-twitching that goes on from day to day.
It has to be said – relaxing in a classy hotel room is wayyyy better than dragging one’s sorry exhausted arse through cattle-class flights & unfriendly airports. Presently I’m sitting in our loungeroom at the Trump International Tower, looking out across Downtown and over into the mountains. Our room is amazing. Seriously, this is the…
G’day thrillseekers! You can tell when I’m bored when I start blogging things as I’m actually doing them. In a fit of disastrous forward planning, I’ve got 6 hours to kill in Dulles Washington Airport, on my way to Las Vegas. It hasn’t taken long to ascertain that Dulles is in fact nowhere usefully near…