Monthly Archives: November 2011

332 – The Teacher

Oh boy. Let me tell you what I think about teachers. But first, a little recap on what I think about schools. Schools are every bit jails as actual, named prisons. They might not have the word above the school gates–there … Continue reading

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331 – The Build-Up

In case you haven’t noticed–and really, how could you not?–we’re less than a month away from Christmas. On twenty-fifth of December, well, you all know what happens then. I needn’t make outlandish claims tabout the Xorlap from Planet Thrr!ng raining … Continue reading

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330 – The Carer

My wife and I played intercontinental pinball for a few years before we finally tied the knot. She visited me, I visited her, we met each other’s families and grew accustomed to one another’s quirks. On top of lengthy daily … Continue reading

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329 – The One-Eyed Babysitter

It’s easy being an armchair parent. Sit back, make observations, complain. Offer your own brand of advice much to the annoyance of the actual parent cleaning puke off his or her trousers. Point out the obvious, comment on safety. I … Continue reading

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328 – The Thanksgiving

Gobble gobble, who is that? Mister Turkey, big and fat. We worked our asses off. I’ll not beat about the bush here, nor give others credit for our hard work. On Thanksgiving Thursday, queen of Vaguebook, my elder sister-in-law finally … Continue reading

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327 – The Ungrateful

A pox upon Thanksgiving. A humbug upon upon all those who sailed on the Mayflower. A pooh-pooh upon turkey, cranberry sauce, stuffing and pies, and a hearty fuck you to all who celebrate this, the least impressive of ‘holidays’. And … Continue reading

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326 – The Play

Home feels a long way away right now. It always does when I hit the fourth week here, when my homeland beckons but there are still days–weeks, even–before the plane arrives to take me back. And even though I regret … Continue reading

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