The Hunt

Ready, prepared, weapons in place, the fresh stench of aftershave fills the air, a clean shirt buttoned, wallet checked, protection an annoyance. On the bus, eyes everywhere, bodies chat and vodka laughs, the vehicle vibrates week long sexual energy, the weekend hunt is on. She with the warpaint camouflage, ready with her lures, lurid nails

Weekend Reading

We Aren’t Built to Live in the Moment We are misnamed. We call ourselves Homo sapiens, the “wise man,” but that’s more of a boast than a description. What is now? When is then? Etc etc. A notable addition to my recent post. How Mountain Biking Is Saving Small-Town From Nevada to Minnesota, hollowed-out mining

Breathe and stop

It's easy to get swept along by life, to grab on to things and go where the current takes you but that's different from choosing where you want to go, even if that means you have to let go of some things and work hard to keep to your own course. Breathe. The above sentence

Weekend Reading

Two notes on today's post. I'm finding it harder to wade through my usual sources and avoid the T word. Especially this past week. It's depressing stuff and shows no sign of abating. I tend to leave the order of the links in these posts unaltered. They are presented as I discovered, oldest to latest.

My First Kiss

The names have been changed to protect the innocent I was eleven when I had my first kiss. Eleven going on eight, as all boys are at that age, our childishness thrown into stark relief against the maturity of the girls in our class. Eleven going on sixteen as we faked our way to maturity.

Weekend Reading

The ‘Shazam’ For Plants Will Identify Any Plant From A Picture An estimated 400,000 flowering plant species exist in the world, and, understandably, it can be difficult to keep track. The vast majority of us can only recognize and name a handful of plants, even if we would like it to be otherwise. This'll be one of

Bits and bobs

AKA stuff that should probably be tweets. The restorative powers of hanging out with a toddler should not be underestimated. Even is she is currently, essentially, a tiny drunk shouty dictator. She is also as cute as a button. Since moving to a flat with a west facing living room window, I seem to have

Rose Royce

Every now and then I get the notion to wash my car by hand. However as it doesn't happen very often that equates to taking it to one of those DIY car washes with the high pressure hose and soapy brush (ohhh I do like a soapy brush!) option. So that was how I found

Weekend Reading

To Everyone Who’s Just Barely Holding It Together I remember a lot of days feeling like an egg; an intact shell that looked smooth and clean, with an inside that was messy and maybe even rotten. You’d have to break it to find out, I guess, but it never quite broke. A thin membrane was

The Dark Side of the gym “Fear is the path to the dark side. Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to suffering.” It was a chilly Wednesday evening. The clouds overhead muted the world to dull colours and greys. I can remember driving their on the first night, the churning in the pit of my stomach,

April in review

Lived Highlights Six by Nico New sofa arrived Bought a new car Hung out with a rock star Survived more Boot Camp and lost some weight Stepcount: 285,483. Read Go Set a Watchman by Harper Lee I only read one book last month, and this was it. The choice of book club and it was