home cooked theory

FNQ and the promise of Facebook

Townsville is nothing like Hobart where I grew up–the climate, the landscape, the wildlife, the architecture and the serious military presence are just some of the things that set it apart. Still, visiting there on the weekend brought to mind lots of feelings and questions about home, ones that I usually don’t entertain for very [...]

Quasi-academic life coaching

Reading the comments on this post at Ferule and Fescue earlier today, it struck me all over again how poorly academic success prepares people for being happy in any long-term or conventional sense. It’s amazing how life goals can be listed here as a series of alternatives, each of which hold worthy potential, and how [...]

When technosexuals grow up…

…they buy a Sony Ericsson Walkman phone (?)

Waiting ’til the cows come home

Today is the day I can put the away message on my email that says “I may not write back to you until February.” The amount of joy this is giving me is hard to describe adequately. This year has felt like one never ending battle with Microsoft Word, my inbox and these two keyboards [...]

Chasing tails

Glen’s written a lovely and amazing theory-nerd post about Snow Patrol, which has me thinking about something I’ve been meaning to write about Grey’s Anatomy as Ur text for the workaholic Gen X anti-adult. It has something to do with proffering Floppy George as the pin-up boy for queer love because he refuses to subscribe [...]

Of homes and buckets

‘I don’t really have a pool of men, it’s more of a Jacuzzi, or even a bucket.’ Lately I’ve been soothing feelings with noise – drowning or amplifying, depending on the urgency. Now the days are oh so quiet. I’m taking in new kinds of pleasures. So is the city. It’s raining for the fourth [...]

Vale 80s ideologue rock

Video Hits is giving me what I want this morning: a countdown to tonight’s ARIAs. The ARIAs are probably my favourite award ceremony. You get a bit more spirit than the film or TV ones, where the script, if it’s Australian, is usually about demonstrating the need for more money (the refrain that doesn’t seem [...]

Saturn returns

Last week I turned 28. As some of you following the progress of post-AoIR-related flickring have noticed, I died my hair blonde to celebrate! I’ve also since received numerous warnings that the next two years are pretty much going to suck. Is it wrong that I had no idea about this? I guess a certain [...]

« go back