OddThinking

When I was a kid, I would watch my father, Joe, play poker with his mates. Sometimes, he would bluff with a terrible hand. Sometimes, his bluff would be called.

A random memory from when I was a kid on holidays in Murray Bridge just occurred to me. I was listening to a local radio station that was running a promotion with a baby food manufacturer. They called their listeners at random, and if they could read off the serial number from a can of […]

I wrote the following short story as an assignment in English class when I was 14 years old.

He was soon being groomed for the highest public office in the land… There was however, a fly in the ointment.

One day, Bream LeFish added an evil new feature to his BBS, and then sat back and watched the fun.

The most challenging part of the data-entry was keeping focussed on such a tedious task. Allow me to illustrate how desperate I got.

But, today’s story isn’t about audience participation or nudity. It is about the rigger and the t-shirt.

I had never played Unicycling Limbo before. I had never seen it played. I had never heard of it being played. It was, however, the perfect game for the occasion.

Dear T-,

Thank you for your postcard. It was very nice to read it.

On Saturday, I helped to make a movie about monsters.

… A slow second ticked past as I sat stunned. Did this guy really just challenge my manhood in a job interview? …