Man, I could go for a hot burg right about now. Like…it’s been so long since I’ve really got stuck into a hot burg. The last hot burg didn’t end well, and I know the hot variety are more dangerous than the other kind. I just think hot burgs are superior, in general, to the …
I’ll tell you what, I’m really getting the hang of running an office through a robotic proxy. Not only does no one in the office suspect that I am truly synthetic, but they also think that I am Robert, ordinary office person, while G-Type Android R/I (Gary) supposedly runs the office as an independent entity. …
We had a BIG planning meeting on Monday, and it was firmly decided: the one thing holding back our practical daywear mech suits is the fact that they’re not aquatic. Of course! The whole world is moving underwater, what with everyone buying boats and society about to move permanently to giant glass domes under the …
You know what Melbourne doesn’t really have enough of? Opera. Also, cars. I mean, I know it seems like there are a lot of cars right now, but let me tell you, there could be more cars. I’m talking cars in living rooms, cars in offices, and certainly a lot more cars on the roads …
I’m slightly weirded out by Daniel’s obsessive interest in industrial steel products. I know it’s normal for a seven year-old to be mad about one arbitrary thing or another, and that’s all well and good. I just would have thought it would be something a bit more accessible – dolphins, ambulances, gorillas, handball, inventing hover-shoes… …
I get that some people like their privacy, and they can have it. But for me, social time is the peak of my day. My dream home would the social nature of daily life, and I’m liking that this is starting to become more of a thing in interior design trends. I’m talking spatial layouts, …
My kids are convinced that a fairytale witch lives at number 48. Not in a scary way, mind you – I’ve raised them to not make assumptions about witches – and it’s true that the garden does look like it’s popped up from the pages of a fantasy story. Still, I happen to know that …
If Pondelia Whimsy has a personal orchestral composer, I simply must have one as well! To think of all the time I’ve been wasting, simply summoning symphony orchestras into my personal entertainment parlour to play music written for other people. Oh, the shame of it! From now on, all of my music shall be written …
A mysterious fire in the basement, eh? All those cat-lovers running scared, glancing over their shoulders, worried about who’s gonna be next. One car in their ‘secure’ underground basement gets set on fire by night; the next day it could be all of them! A whole row of burning cars, their assets melted to nothing …
Jethro has become obsessed with that darned truck. He’s only had it for two weeks, and already he’s talking about modifying it. Part of me knew that this would happen, and yet I kind of thought that if he bought the ute, he might let up on the ‘dream vehicle’ talk for a bit. Annoyingly, …