Secondly, I am in the process of writing a number of extended short stories which are not in keeping with the serial stupidity of the current blog. These are taking some considerable effort to craft, and will hopefully appear in print towards the end of this year. Wish me luck, folks.
As well, I have been organising a few travel experiences, including a grand European tour, for which I'm desperately trying to write a paper for a particular conference in Dublin, and the prospect of giving that paper in front of the assembled off-the-scale intellects I'll be faced with has caused several cases of terrified incontinence already. The other major trek is one Leigh and I are organising for early 2010, where we will attempt to drive in a straight line from Sydney to Broome. Thankfully, Leigh has come up with the original idea of towing a trailer with a pallet of beer behind us, so the straight line will become fairly wobbly from the word go. (At least we'll be able to maintain adequate levels of hydration when we're stuck in the desert.)
Last but not least, the Byron Bay Bluesfest comes up in exactly four weeks from now, and it has fallen to me to be the principal organiser of the forty or so crew that assembles at Lennox Head camping ground for what is the best ever time a feller can have standing on two feet. (Or lying horizontally in mud, as the case may be.) As usual, Leigh is no help in these matters at all, as he reckons that being the elder statesman of the Byron experience affords him certain priveleges, such as becoming stupid for a week. But I, for one, am looking forward to this year's experience like I never have in the entire preceeding twelve years.
All I can assure regular readers is that, as I can, I will continue to post ridiculous stories about my life, adventures and the people that mean most to me as time permits. I promise that, after my return from Europe in August, I will write dozens of idiotic pieces that will entertain you all, or bore you to death. I promise not to include any travelogue-type material, but merely my observations of the sheer hilarity of being human, which, as far as I'm concerned, is a phenomenon unconfined to Australians.
6 comments:
OK, I wish you luck. That was pretty painless, eh?
Actually, your varied activities sound pretty damn enticing. All the best.
Ah, work wouldn't be fun if they didn't give you a ton of useless tasks to do! :)
I'll be in Dublin to bump up the non-intellectual numbers, so never fear, some of us will still be impressed. ;)
Hey, good to be back myself. I've been on an extended non-posting hiatus myself. A few from here to there, but I'm getting ready to move back to the states. Back at it lately though and I've been enjoying it and the comments I get.
I was reading your latest post and was thinking you should be putting something in print. Sounds like that is what you have been doing. Good to hear!
Hope it all goes well
Whinge, whinge, whinge. Oh, my life! Oh my! I'm just so damn interesting! It's a deluge of fun and -- oh, the burden of my radical aliveness! Can't post! Mustn't post! Must get stories written & published! Oh, no the upcoming audiences in Sydney & Dublin! Oh!
LOL. Laurie, problem is you're too damn cool. It must be hard. ;-) Srsly tho, wish I could see you in Dublin. I'm sure you'll do a great job. Glad to know you're writing a lot. A lot of work, but still a lot of terrific fun ahead. Best of luck with it all!
Thanks, Robin - you're all heart!! :)
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