So I’ve been married for about eight months now. Everyone’s finally got over the whole, “are you settling in okay?” routine, and they’ve finally gotten used to the idea of us acting as one social unit. Now everyone’s favourite question seems to be “How’s your kitchen going?” This question is almost universally directed at my wife, which I rather resent. I’m not sure whether it’s the flagrant implication that I’m some sort of patronising, patriarchal loser, or if it’s the casual (if coincidentally valid) assumption that I’m completely useless in the kitchen. Because as a modern man, it’s important for me to publicly acknowledge that when it comes ot the culinary arts, my wife is every bit as useless as I am.

Read more: Chicken Surprise

Local theatre in Darwin is in a strange place right now. Thanks to the self-inflicted fade into complete irrelevance of the Darwin Theatre Company, local amateur actors have been left with not a lot to go on. We pretty much have to take the only option left.

Read more: Do It Yourself

New Year: New Job.

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It’s that time again. Time for this rapidly aging cynical writer and comedian to dust off the short shorts and attempt to mount a convincing argument that I’m some kind of athlete.

Read more: Team Australia

You know, my on-going struggle with the local employment market has really taught me the value of having the right qualifications.

Read more: Over Qualified

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