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the nerve: THE DEVIL PLAYS MARBLES
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Stories from beyond the edge. Sunday, January 05, 2014. THE DEVIL PLAYS MARBLES. I awake before dawn, and pack my few belongings into the motorcycle panniers. It is cool outside under the poincianas, but a familiar red demon is rising in the east. It will be hot again today. The last three days have been north of 40 degrees, since heading out from my underground digs at Coober Pedy. Pushing on through that baked red heat. Merry Christmas my friend, he says, and shakes my hand. I have about a hundred kilo...
the nerve: THERE'S NEVER A TRANSMAT BEAM AROUND WHEN YOU NEED ONE
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Stories from beyond the edge. Saturday, January 18, 2014. THERE'S NEVER A TRANSMAT BEAM AROUND WHEN YOU NEED ONE. I pull off my helmet. The leather jacket too. It's far too hot to be standing around in the desert in a leather jacket. The walloper slams the door and stomps over. Any idea how fast you were going. 149, he says. Can I see your drivers licence. I peel my plastic smiling face out of my wallet and hand it to him. Where are you going. Just going to work. Where do you work. It is when I find Mrs ...
the nerve: September 2014
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Stories from beyond the edge. Saturday, September 20, 2014. Driving back along dusty outback Arnhem roads tonight, through sacred country, around this solemn sandstone scarp, I sync the bluetooth on the troopy and tame impala and radiohead blast as animals and plants in this strange burnt place loom in the headlights and I realise I've always done this. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Still frittering away my time. Nick Cave: The Death of Bunny Munro (2009). James Morrow: The Philosopher's Apprentice (2007).
the nerve: SOME OF THEM ARE CHRISTIANS, SOME OF THEM ARE CLOTHESLINES
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Stories from beyond the edge. Wednesday, May 16, 2012. SOME OF THEM ARE CHRISTIANS, SOME OF THEM ARE CLOTHESLINES. It is dark by the time I reach the island of Samosir. Not so dark that I cannot be spotted as easy prey by the touts languishing along the pier where the ferry docks. But dark all the same. Sir where you go? Libertas. Or Lindas. Anywhere with cheap clean rooms. Ah, sorry sir, all cheap clean rooms booked now. Is Christmas. Take me to Libertas anyway. I thank him for reminding me. He turns ri...
the nerve: January 2014
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Stories from beyond the edge. Saturday, January 18, 2014. THERE'S NEVER A TRANSMAT BEAM AROUND WHEN YOU NEED ONE. I pull off my helmet. The leather jacket too. It's far too hot to be standing around in the desert in a leather jacket. The walloper slams the door and stomps over. Any idea how fast you were going. 149, he says. Can I see your drivers licence. I peel my plastic smiling face out of my wallet and hand it to him. Where are you going. Just going to work. Where do you work. It is when I find Mrs ...
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THE LIVING JUICE: October 2009
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PUSHING OFF INTO THE UNKNOWN. Monday, October 19, 2009. 8216;I’m sorry.’ She whispers softly beneath her breath. She is standing just meters in front of me, her hands hug her thin and unique body, her face, without expression is soft and delicate. 8216;I was confused, I’m sorry, I was scared.’. Fuck where did she go, WHERE DID SHE GO! My heart races and my throat chokes. I lay awake, it’s dark. My sweat grows cold and I reach to the end of the small and lonely bed for a blanket. Quiet rooster, quiet!
THE LIVING JUICE: Midwest Depravity - Carnarvon Part 6
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PUSHING OFF INTO THE UNKNOWN. Thursday, October 15, 2009. Midwest Depravity - Carnarvon Part 6. A few weeks have passed since that ordeal and the river. Of course, the indestructible aluminium hull has since been at the welders’ joint having a hole patched. Suppose it wasn’t all that indestructible after all. The leak however, appeared after a raging stomp out at the oyster farm. The Boss, well intoxicated, went on another demonstration with a few folks from town. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
THE LIVING JUICE: November 2009
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PUSHING OFF INTO THE UNKNOWN. Monday, November 30, 2009. Numbers and stuff. update cheat. 32 number of days I've been walking for. 564 number of kilometres walked. 401 number of kilometres to go before I see the end! 4 number of tigersnakes that have scared the shit out of me, as I've almost stepped on them. So pretty much, thats my weak excuse for not being in contact with the blogging world. :). Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The Drive - Part 1. Welcome - Part 2. The Parasite - Part 3. The Boss - Part 5.
THE LIVING JUICE: Midwest Depravity - Carnarvon Part 2
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PUSHING OFF INTO THE UNKNOWN. Tuesday, March 3, 2009. Midwest Depravity - Carnarvon Part 2. Colby was out cooking up some toast in the kitchenette when I awoke. The air was already hot in the small donga accommodation and I threw off the single sheet restlessly. It is the only protection from the busted up fan which spins methodically throughout the night. Really was it that early? The blood started pumping though my body - adrenaline. Hell, I wonder what it could be? You beauty, I thought to myself and ...
THE LIVING JUICE: July 2009
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PUSHING OFF INTO THE UNKNOWN. Wednesday, July 15, 2009. Where in the hell. Well let me try answer that for you. I am currently residing amongst an endless series of shanty cupboards and shady looking gypsies. I'm somewhere in Cambodia. Peace fellow people. I will write again when I get a decent keyboard. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The Drive - Part 1. Welcome - Part 2. The Parasite - Part 3. A Hint Of Tits - Part 4. The Boss - Part 5. Dear Mum - Part 6. The Road, Australia. View my complete profile.
THE LIVING JUICE: June 2010
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PUSHING OFF INTO THE UNKNOWN. Tuesday, June 29, 2010. Photo: Mark Roy Coddington. Art Director and Author, Perth. I was hanging half out the door with my rucksack in the left hand, and a rosewood ukulele in the other when the car begun to roll away, mother in her usual fashion screamed her goodbyes from the window and it was over. I was leaving home. Again. So, once again I find myself sitting in a queue waiting for an airplane out. 8220;You’ll be right kid”, her salted tongue rasped. If that was the cas...
THE LIVING JUICE: The Girl With A Tattoo Of A Gypsy
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PUSHING OFF INTO THE UNKNOWN. Friday, October 9, 2009. The Girl With A Tattoo Of A Gypsy. 8216;I can’t read palms’, she frowns as I draw my hand away, ‘anyway that’s your past, this is your future’. She points to my opposing hand; suddenly I feel a burning pass over me. I hide my hand like a murderer hiding a weapon – did she see the darkness in those veins, did she sense that foul aura – if only I could get rid of my hand – no, not here I couldn’t, I best keep it behind me. 8216;Which way are we going?
THE LIVING JUICE: A missing link...
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PUSHING OFF INTO THE UNKNOWN. Tuesday, June 29, 2010. Photo: Mark Roy Coddington. Art Director and Author, Perth. I was hanging half out the door with my rucksack in the left hand, and a rosewood ukulele in the other when the car begun to roll away, mother in her usual fashion screamed her goodbyes from the window and it was over. I was leaving home. Again. So, once again I find myself sitting in a queue waiting for an airplane out. 8220;You’ll be right kid”, her salted tongue rasped. If that was the cas...
THE LIVING JUICE: Midwest Depravity - Carnarvon Part 3
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PUSHING OFF INTO THE UNKNOWN. Tuesday, March 17, 2009. Midwest Depravity - Carnarvon Part 3. The tall white 4x4 ute comes barrelling down the highway, holding about 120 kilometres and hour, it’s inertia blows up dust as it passes. From inside the cab, the Parasite sucks eagerly at the poisonous port sack, then takes out his rifle from behind the front seat and loads some live shells into the chamber and cocks the level under the trigger. 8220;Stop the ute when you see a goat”, he exclaims calmly. 8220;I ...
THE LIVING JUICE: Midwest Depravity - Carnarvon Part 4
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PUSHING OFF INTO THE UNKNOWN. Tuesday, May 5, 2009. Midwest Depravity - Carnarvon Part 4. Peta is a little young, seventeen actually. She is wearing a modest red bikini revealing luscious tasty curves, all bosoms and bum. She didn’t look seventeen at all, more like a lady in the mid twenties, exquisite, full and well supported. Marvellous, yes, breasts full of grandeur, big enough to have their own gravitational pull. Like most weekends in the salmon shack. This is when I noticed the Parasite. I hadn...
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Stories from beyond the edge. Saturday, November 28, 2015. BLINDED BY THE NIGHT. Where are all the blind dogs when you need them? Sitting in bloody shopping malls with coin slots cut in their skulls, that's where, as if that were of any practical use to anyone. Help Train A Guide Dog, they whine. Well let me tell you, I have, on more than one inebriated occasion. Sit! I cry - and they do, without the need to be further anchored in place by the weight of my hard-earned spare change thank you very much.
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Friday, November 19, 2010. Amblone RGB lighting system. This is my first official project. Its based on Bart van der Drift's project on Amblone.com. I have modified his arduino code for it to fit Arduino Duemilanove, which only has 6 PWM (pulse width modulation) pins. I quickly made a box out of a miniwheats cereal box. (This will eventually be upgraded.). I use sectioned IDE cables for connections from the protoboard to the LED strips. This is the back of the circuit board. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).