The Bloody Newsletter (3)

.. sound of rain relentlessly thundering down on my roof – and filtering down through the loungeroom ceiling into my now inadequate symphony of pots and pans and thudding damply onto the attractive pooh-brown carpet. I realised that I was far too annoyed to go back to sleep, and concluded that the light was only…

Robbo’s blah cont. I must tell you Lisa and I have had a lot of fun putting it all together and look forward to a fun and romantic evening. So until next time, may your news be Good News. Bye for now Keep smiling Robbo

..happened all those years ago maybe a few inchoate memories and feelings. When you become you is somewhere about the beginning of language and the ability to objectify yourself. Who is that little person in the mirror? Why is my brother hitting me? Why are other people bigger than me? Anyway, it is a delight…

S P E C T R U M S P E C T R U M S P E C T R U M M I K E R U D D B I L L P U T T . C O MM M I K E R U D D B I L…

..Through Road, where I alighted and the wrapper continued on its involuntary travels. I observed that the departed burger-meister had eaten everything but a solitary slice of tomato, but as to whether this was due to time constraints or simply taste preferences I was naturally unable to tell. In fact, there wasn’t much I could…

..classed as actually employed. How one survives seven days on $13.50 is not explained. There are also many people who want to work – take many of those over 45 for example, who have given up seeking any job through not being able to take the endless frustration of hidden ageism denying them even an…