I came to a realisation today. It was somewhat shocking, but I knew it for the truth as soon as the thought came into my mind – I am not a ’real’ blogger.
For some time now, I’ve been deluding myself. I’ve kept a blog for two years now, and I’ve written quite a few posts, but while this does make me a blogger by definition, it doesn’t make me one by trade.
Of course, at it’s most literal, the previous sentence is a moot point – blogging is not my prime source of income, so of course it’s not my trade; in fact, I don’t earn anything by blogging. What I mean is (unfortunately, or at least it seemed like an unfortunate realisation at first), I’m a hobby blogger. Not that it’s such a bad thing.
Continue reading 'Where I’m at – Dec ‘09'»
You just found out that your partner is pregnant, and the world is spinning around your head. Your first child is coming. Everything is about to change. Your partner is about to experience 9 months of exciting changes. But enough about that — what should you expect while the other half is pregnant?
Well, first things first. I recently became a new dad, and life certainly does change. But the previous 9 months were certainly and wholeheartedly different. Not hugely, but different. So I thought I write up a quick guide on what to expect during this time — and what might be expected of you.
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Hi all, and sorry we haven’t been around for a while to tend to the frog. There is a good reason for this, and we named her Mika. It might take a couple of days for me to get back in to the swing of things, and it might take Mihoko somewhat longer, but rest assured – the frog is still kickin’.
Classics. In all forms of art and entertainment, there are several items that are considered "classics". But why? Generally, it comes down to the fact that these particular pieces fit the mould of what is perceived to be "good form" or "artistic" or "professional" (or any number of alternative adjectives) — and most of the time they’re right.
But sometimes, classics are as boring as granny poop.
The problem is – most people don’t want to mention that they found a certain classic to be geriatric excrement (I’d like to say geri-poo). But why? It’s a pretty simple (and well known) concept — although aware of the right to opinion, a lot of people believe they have to conform to fit in. But screw it. There are some classics I don’t like — I’m not cultured, and I’m proud.
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Into the great unknown?
I’ve learnt several lessons from my time on Earth — don’t argue with the missus; keep sand away from sensitive areas; short people really are just like me; yellow snow is funny; and maybe one or two others. Recently, though, the big lessons have been pounding my brain… I’m only thirty — they better bloody stop soon, or I’m in for one HELL of a mid-life crisis! Then again, that might be the only way I get that Maserati I always wanted… Hmmm… Anyway, pointless rambling follows, so click through for melancholy and … stuff. Otherwise, thanks for coming! Continue reading 'Life and its perplexing lessons'»
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