tales from an ordinary world

2000-06-27

Cabin fever in Hong Kong (he said). Bored in Box Hill. Wanderlust (and sore feet) in New York. Grew up in Glen Waverley, suburbia central. Drunk and disorderly in Brisbane, with green hair and a few balloons tied around my neck as I helped a fellow human being find "Rick's Bar and Grill. I hear it's pretty good...". Hunting (and being hunted) in Hawthorn. Nowhere to be seen in Tijuana (but I keep hearing it mentioned lately). A long time ago (15 years ?) in London, where pigeons landed on my arms as I held them out in Trafalgar Square, like a scarecrow...