I recently realised that the name of a famous ebook reading device is an anagram of “book”. (That’s the Kobo, in case you’re worse at it than me.)
And it was only this year, 11 years after the last instalment of The Matrix Trilogy was released, when I realised that for three movies of NEO trying to work out if he is the ONE… you see? And that was only after someone pointed it out to me. Continue reading →
“Worship The Journey” is the motto of a bike shop in Melbourne. I think that is the ultimate in aptness. You don’t ride a bike to get from A to B quickly because obviously there are faster ways. The bike has just the right pace for taking in the beautiful sights, sounds and smells of wherever you choose to take it. The ride is not about the destination, it’s about the experience in getting there.
Bike shop with Worship The Journey displayed. Apologies for the lack of quality. Photo was taken from a speeding express train while on my way to work… Okay, not all journeys deserve worship. Just work with me on this.
I know an avid traveller who enjoys seeing sights, meeting the people, feeling, tasting and smelling the local environment in all the places she visits. After living in London for a few years she decided to go home to Christchurch, New Zealand, by herself, on a push-bike! She rode through Europe, Asia and Australia over twenty months. Check a world map. That, my friends, is Worshipping the Journey. Continue reading →
I remember hearing this on the radio when I was a young tacker and loved it. Back then it was the rolling rhythm that sucked me in but later I began to appreciate the lyrics. Come on, what red blooded boy doesn’t like the imagery of a hot girl? Often exaggerated imagery projected by an over-excited mate describing a girl he can’t have but wishes he could. Continue reading →
Surfin’ USA by the Beach Boys (music by Chuck Berry), isn’t this the best surfing song? The Wilson brothers were said to have liked the Chuck Berry song Sweet Little Sixteen so much they thought it’d be a great idea to put some surfing lyrics to the music. That led to listing all the popular surfing locations in America, throw in a simple but clever little rhyming story about having no excuses for not surfing if there was an ocean nearby, and the rest is this very catchy song. Continue reading →
From the 1987 Album , The Joshua Tree, easily their best album in my opinion, the final track, Mothers of the Disappeared, has to be one of the saddest songs ever written. Argue with me if you like. I’ll just nod and say “yeah, probably” but I really won’t care. Continue reading →