Tonight I had a couple of glasses of wine and then bought tickets to take the family to go and see David Gray next weekend.

I should have bought those tickets months ago. I am so excited - he’s an amazing performer and now I get to share it with the kids.

I really loved Tales of the Jedi, particularly the last two Ahsoka episodes.

Star Wars is a huge universe, but I really think Ahsoka, somehow, has become my favourite character. And I have a suspicion that I am not alone with that.

Cannot wait for her show to land.

One of the recurring themes of this little writing experiment so far has been my coming to terms with my life as it is versus my life as I thought it might be. Or, put another way, I’ve been trying to answer the question: “Why have I been feeling like crap for so long? Is it the fact I’ve hit middle … read more

This year I bought (and played) a lot of board games, but so far I’ve not found a good way to display them. I have a few on floating shelves, but the weight scares me. I need a dedicated shelving solution, but I’m not sure I have the space for it. Suggestions welcome.

I’d consider becoming a politician if I could become the minister for self-doubt and procrastination. You’ve got to play to your strengths, right?

I still have three weeks of work before I finish up. Time is dragging along, every day slower than the one before. But with every passing day, I am becoming more and more certain that moving on was the right move. I am ready for something new.

I am watching a conversation on Slack between the editorial and sales teams. It’s already 100 messages long and they don’t seem close to reaching a consensus. I should weigh in, but I’m feeling pretty sick today and don’t know if I have the energy.

Absolutely devastated for my little girl, who is going to have to miss her first camp tomorrow (technically it’s a day camp) after 2.5 years of lock down and general crappiness because she’s too sick.

So far the entirety of the 2020s has been one great big disappointment.

Last week a colleague told me she was pregnant.

While congratulating her, I had an insight: Now that my own kids are a bit older and more self-sufficient, I feel like I need them more than they need me.

I wish I could have given them more of my time when they really needed it.

I am currently trying to migrate my morning coffee from a latte to a long black. Short blacks are just too intensely bitter for my taste. #coffee

I don’t care what you say I’m never calling it a “toot”.

I’m listening to a playlist created by my 13 year old. It’s filled with rock from the 90s, peppered with some tunes from the 80s, an echo of my own teenage years.

🎬 Am I going crazy or did Monsters Inc. have credits scenes playing out parts of the “play” they invented in the movie? Just watched the Disney+ version and there was nothing. I am now questioning my memory.

I wish I was exempt from getting sick. I’ve been battling illness all week and it’s exhausting.

I must be getting old because I was feeling daunted and overwhelmed by the idea of signing up to Mastodon. But it was pretty easy in the end.

Damn, the whole Twitter situation is just live-action car crash TV, isn’t it? I can’t look away. I don’t want to see it, but I can’t look away. It’s horrific, but I just can’t look away.

So today forced me to think about my admiration list:

• My wife, who is always an inspiration
• Teachers, who give up so much of themselves for so little in return (we should fix that)
• Nurses, who do the same
• Paramedics, firefighters and those who risk their lives to help others

Ironic enough for Alanis: My freelancer ABN - the licence that allowed me to operate a small business - was cancelled from lack of use two months ago. Now, for the first time in 6.5 years, I need it for potential freelance work.

The PSVR2 is going to cost $879.95 in Australia.

The disc PS5 will set you back $799.

PS+, which is required for any online gaming and is therefore essential, starts at $79.95 a year.

Is anyone else feeling like their hobby is trying to take advantage of them? 🎮

Parenting a teenager: A poem

At least we can feed the beast
Flour, water, sugar, and yeast
And he will think it a feast