One could often be forgiven for thinking that Australia and America are similar, veritable brothers in fact. After all, so much pop-culture, trends and media binds us together, like high school sweethearts holding on to a shared experience behind the … Continue reading
After three months of living in the Australian summer I am paler than I was when I got here. Only part of this is due to my indoor job, the other part is due to the terrified aversion Australians have … Continue reading
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“Now joblessness isn’t just for philosophy majors.” – Kent Brockman, newscaster from The Simpsons Each evening these days I engage in a ritual played out in many Australian households. It’s a tradition based in that age-old practice of provision, of … Continue reading
For most of my life I’ve complained about the location of my birthday, which is either on or around Thanksgiving. Surpassed only by those unlucky enough to have their birthdays right on Christmas (like my poor brother-in-law), Thanksgiving birthdays are … Continue reading
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In 2008 Starbucks announced that it was closing over three-quarters of its Australian stores, pulling completely out of markets in South Australia, Tasmania, the Gold Coast and Canberra (government employees just moved up a couple of notches in my book). … Continue reading
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After years of living in America I’ve seen one small town after another fall victim to the Wal-Mart mini-mall catastrophes that seem to turn bustling little Main Streets where people shop, stroll, and visit to colourless, tired-looking places you now … Continue reading
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One of the unique benefits of the Australian lifestyle zeitgeist, particularly in Victoria, is the national celebration of a horse race! As a child the Melbourne Cup was so worthy of reverence that it was even broadcast over PA systems … Continue reading
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One of the great things about changing where you live is the opportunity to begin new traditions, new habits to look forward to each year, each season. Such was the case this weekend attending the Wangaratta Jazz Festival in, you … Continue reading
So I’m home. How about that? So far, it doesn’t feel like it. I had a brief meltdown on the night we arrived at my mother-in-law’s house to find all my bedroom furniture, including a pink stuffed chair I’d had … Continue reading
Over the past few days I have been having the most powerful memories from my childhood. It’s not that this has never happened before, it’s just that over the past 16 years I have spent most of my time living … Continue reading
Beat Like Kerouac - now with child! 