I never was much good at physics. Make that science in general. No matter how hard I pretended to try I just couldn't grasp the weird concepts being thrown at me. Bending lights, invisible rays, refraction, reflection, combustible liquids, the space-time continuum (what the hell is that?) time in general; none of it made sense.Read More
The following tales are true, and by true, I mean false. At best they're half truths. But they're entertaining half truths, and in the end, isn't that the real truth? The answer is no.
Waiting is a terrible thing. You're always anxious, nervous, easily angered. The most minute annoyance rapidly escalates into a raging mass of frustration and hysteria until you snatch a blunt instrument and bludgeon the person standing next to you blue and black until they resemble a tattooed Smurf.Read More
We were sitting in a busy waiting room as nurses and other medical type people zipped past us. Other couples filled out the seating bays, their faces etched with an altogether familiar combination of bewilderment and uncertainty. Well, the males anyway.Read More
About five years ago, my wife and I were doing what couples do best together. Shopping. Walking around one of those soulless, yet wholly gratifying suburban homemaker centres, hand in hand, flitting from shop to shop, without a care in the world and not really bothered if we bought anything.Read More