Obscure edition of Anthony Burgess' masterpiece in the original Bahasa.
A daily series of the dull and mundane, brought to you by apathy and indifference. And to prove it, it won't even be daily.
05 August 2010
20 July 2010
Canada Provokes Condemnation
OTTAWA—An organisation of militant proofreaders marched through the streets of the capital of Canada today. The Spelling Inconsistency Counsel (sic) called for a general strike for the failure of the Canadian government to standardise the spelling of the word "standardize."
They were received at the Parliament building by the Borg-collective of spellcheckers. "Resistance is futile," said the collective, the body which currently controls government. "Prepare to be assimilated."

Act II
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the middle of the blog. This blog began some years ago, and it will go on for some years to come. There will be a middle, and we've just encountered it. You may feel some slight turbulence. The middle will continue until the beginning of the end, which is still some time away, so please sit back and enjoy the rest of your visit. I will keep you notified.
03 July 2010
Fear & Lathing in Las Vegas
by Hunter S. Thompson
A guide to the ins and outs of making a living as a carpentry contractor to the Mafia.
A guide to the ins and outs of making a living as a carpentry contractor to the Mafia.
Sea & the City
Ernest Hemingway's Old Man makes a reappearance as a fish out of water on the New York dating scene.
20 June 2010
Sydneyside
At six in the morning the early air on my harbour-side Sydney street is riven with the squall of cockatoos. At half-seven leaf blowers wail and infuriate. At half-eight the helicopters drown them out.
In Summer the thump of party boats is amplified by the harbour glass-flatness. In Winter it all goes quiet. And in Spring the street's honour guard of jacarandas cracks into lilac like fireworks.
In Summer the thump of party boats is amplified by the harbour glass-flatness. In Winter it all goes quiet. And in Spring the street's honour guard of jacarandas cracks into lilac like fireworks.
Housework
I rearranged the house today. I put the bathroom between the two bedrooms instead of at the end of the hall. It was a great idea in principle—the plan serves both bedrooms much better—but in practice it was a nightmare. All the pipes broke and flooded the apartment, and now I'm busting to take a piss.
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