Let's change pace again - no pics or pith...just words before I forget them. There's something about Thailand that mashes up my subconscious like a banana in a blender. My sweet Thai dreams last night were again haunted by weirdness and spirits from the past. It wasn't a bad thing, and the haunting this time … Continue reading More bloody ghosts!
Tuesday. I'm just back at the Winston for dinner ( Beer and burger) before hitting the cinemas again to see Black Panther - the late show. They do brew a damn fine pint. ( oh and weapon of choice tonight again is the Winston burger REMIX: sheer genius for you burger connoisseurs out there. This … Continue reading Whodathunk
I just spent a brief half hour lunch, staring out the large second floor window here at a small black speck half a mile away - making its way slowly across the ice field. Stopping every 20 paces or so, the tiny figure would slowly turn a 360 degree circle, checking for predators or possibly … Continue reading …landsharks
9am Sunday, Portland Oregon. Downtown. ...a gaunt bearded man in sandals, torn black pleather and dirty grey tracksuit pants shuffles by the corner window of Powells Bookstore cafe, wheeling a wobbling red Zimmer frame overflowing with glistening black garbage bags filled with everything he owns in this world. He doesn't look up, doesnt see me. … Continue reading …moments
Last night I saw one of my teenage idols - Pat Benatar - live in a small Indian Casino close to here (SO good), then met a friend at a local bar to catch up after. That turned into another post 3am night out. As a result I am slightly hung over today and my … Continue reading …care factor
One week in already! Despite a few early teething issues (specifically jetlag, accommodation falling through, and an unnecessarily nasty message from an ex's sister here) the process of refreshing my memories of this marvelous state is working a treat. Still in Washington at this stage, I rented a car and then settled into my temporary … Continue reading …f5
... it seemed a hundred years had passed since I'd heard the first whale blow and every nerve ending in my body was sparkling. Soaked in adrenaline, buzzed on nicotine and cocooned in a humming halo of nervous energy, my monkey brain overloaded - 'eeeep!' - then shut down. Fight, flight or freeze. I froze: … Continue reading time machine 2…