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Time Travel as a life’s work…

“My grandfather’s clock was too tall for the shelf so it stood ninety years on the floor. …and it stopped, short, never to go again when the old man died.” I loved this tune. It runs around in the soundtrack of my history somewhere around the age of eight or nine. Strangely, at the exact(…)

Modden Inglish

Some of us speaks bedder than others.  It’s juz the way it is, I spose. I guess it’s to do with the ways your brung up.  But that ain’t all.  I got a friend whos mum and dad spoke real well, but she talks like shit.  Geez.  I haven’t seen her in years. We wuz(…)

Rash promises… and lies we tell our peer groups to fit in

I try not to make rash promises any more.  I used to do it all the time when I was young.  I remember at school always saying I’d do something and then getting into trouble when it didn’t happen.  Years later after I got sober I realized I’d done it just to make people like(…)

A fact about myself…

I don’t suffer fools gladly. In fact the older I get, the worse I am at being polite to people I perceive to be idiots. There are times , after I’ve walked rudely away, times especially in moments of reflection. where I wonder if – had I been more patient — had I listened harder(…)