I pledge allegiance

Down here in Australia us Yankees are viewed as mad patriots. Last night when this was raised at a party, I, the outnumbered Yank in a six to one ratio said that I don't reckon we're the flag waving, national anthem singing, pro-political gang of country worshipers we're made out to be. We're just... i don't know... people? A fellow party patron called me out with 'What about the pledge of allegiance then?' My new Aussie mate spent some time...

Summer I shall miss thee

I haven't experienced more than three weeks of a New England winter in nearly seven years. Living in Queensland, AUS has certainly made me soft. The last time I saw snow was a family Christmas visit in 2007. I brought home a bottle of O.P. Bundaberg rum that was cracked open the night I arrived at my parents' house. My father and I had drinks and caught up around 2am which felt like noon according to my body clock. My loves-to-shop European...

Why bother?

I realize that my decision to plummet into poverty to follow my instinct seems far stretched  to a few non-believers. It makes me wonder about the different things that drive people. Some people are strictly money driven, some people are motivated by family I think I'm driven by sanity, y'know? Maintaining some sort of acceptable balance that enables me to go through a day without wishing I was doing something else. People have presented...

GO!!

So I'm fairly certain this is the part when I get nervous... remaining quietly confident, of course. Today I booked my sublet in Manhattan and my airfare to the states. As can be imagined, the hit on my pocket has already resulted in a few double shots of bourbon resulting in a string of "I can do this... Of course I can do this-es" warbled to the puppies who aren't entirely impressed about me going to begin with. However! I shall not be...

Get set…

Today is officially my first day of 'ain't got no job'. The first thing I did was write a really angry poem. Then I went on Twitter. If you want something, you're supposed to immerse yourself in it. I want an apartment in New York City. See... I've even been carrying around  my NYC bag. I love it because my first job when I graduated college was located at the top of 17 State Street and this reminds me of my view. Sigh. Let's have a look at my...
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