Article1995Hits 2861 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 All about 1995Article1996Hits 2982 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 All about 1996Article1999Hits 2657 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 All about 1999.Article2000Hits 2589 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 All about the year 2000Article2002Hits 3957 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 All about 2002.Article2003Hits 2872 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 All about 2003ArticleA farewell to tobaccoHits 3473 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 I have what would be described as a love-hate relationship with tobacco. ArticleA Mound of White BonesHits 2513 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 Over the purple mountains to the east lies a forest where nobody ever goes. Nobody goes to the forest not because of wild creatures or monsters, but simply because no one knows that it is there. Except for an old, eccentric man and his young son, and even he found it by accident.ArticleAnimalsHits 2212 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 Written in Mexico during insanity-inducing boredomArticleBack Street BarHits 5085 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 So I sat, alone, at the end of the bar, staring across the room to where some Canadians were laughing, screaming, and generally flirting with the off-duty strippers.ArticleFestival Montreal en LumiereHits 4431 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 An old article from some years ago I just found about a (cold) festival in Montreal.ArticleFpa 1Hits 3182 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 Flight. ArticleFpa 2Hits 2664 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 Belgian HitchArticleFpa 3Hits 5306 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 Wanderlust BornArticleFpa 4Hits 2934 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 Used and refusedArticleFpa 5Hits 2775 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 Dusseldorf: ArrivalsArticleFpa 6Hits 3174 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 Mr XArticleFpa 7Hits 2680 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 Dusseldorf: GiftsArticleFpa 8Hits 3770 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 Dusseldorf: EnchantressArticleFpa 9Hits 3153 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 Dusseldorf: EscapeArticleFpa prologueHits 2661 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 A novel I was writing some years ago. Whilst is is based on some real events, it should be read as fiction...ArticleFPA ScreenplayHits 3032 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 A forgotten screenplay for a book that was never finished. it was too complex for a first book, I think.
ArticleGrubs whores and landminesHits 6344 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 About an hour inside Cambodia we stopped at a roadside establishment that had been spawned simply to service tourists en route to Siem Reap from the border. The staff inside happily accepted any currency and provided change in tattered Cambodian Reals, which resulted in a lot of confused looking tourists - Reals are worth about 3,900 to the US dollar, so even if people wanted to check their change, they had a hard time because most of them had handed over Thai baht in the first place. After a few weeks in Cambodia, you either become an expert in tri-currency conversion, or lose a lot of cash.ArticleHalf-man, half-biscuitHits 9271 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 One of the most popular types of monster throughout history has been the half-man, half-something-else. A good examples of a scary half-men creatures are the werewolf (half-man, half-wolf), minotaur (half-man, half bull) and zombie. Zombie? I hear you cry. Yes - half-man, half-dead. On the whole it seems like taking half of a man away and adding half of something else creates an evil entity, bent on death and destruction. There are notable exceptions though, which I'll talk about in a moment.NewsJournalsHits 4437 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 Writing things down in a little book could be a dying art...ArticleLittle archaeologist storyHits 4068 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 A short story written for a java game I wrote some years ago.ArticleMemories between 4 and 6Hits 1984 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 My very first memory in life is a lie. I'm about 3 years old and we've just arrived at my Grandmother's house, it is sunny and I'm wearing shorts and a striped T-shirt. My Grandmother is waiting on her lawn to meet us with our dog - a large Irish Setter called Finbar. Finbar is excited to see us and runs over to us, almost knocking me over, then licking my face with joy.ArticleRiskHits 5690 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 I'm not terribly scared of electrical storms, I was never traumatised as a child by stories of giants in the clouds being angry, or any other such nonsense. During thunder and lightning I like to go outside, to the top of the nearest hill and watch the show. I don't think being hit is very likely.
ArticleShoutingHits 2371 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 A random story I found on my hard drive recently, it was prefixed with: "I lived in Montreal for a couple of years a while ago. Nice place, distinct lack of crime and any rough edges"ArticleSleepHits 2980 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 An article about sleep that I wrote, re-found recently on my hard-drive.ArticleSuzy's Bar, TakasakiHits 23158 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 Ah, the memories. This was a bar in Takasaki, where I used to drink in 1996/1997.ArticleThe Bus GameHits 4800 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 Unsure when, or why, this was writtenArticleThe Crooked Penny InnHits 2939 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 The candles burned low in the Crooked Penny Inn. The four figures huddled around a beer stained table concentrated upon the tiles in front of them. The game was known as Lucky Mary in these parts and many a man had lost a fortune on the turn of a not so lucky tile. Halgar Blacktooth frowned deeply as he looked again at the images of the four winds from the east in his hand, this was a good hand, but his final tile, the six of goblins which he had just picked up, didn't help at all. BlogThe GeorgeHits 2555 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 So we're walking through the streets in the rain. I'm upset already as we spent a valuable 30 minutes of drinking time watching some god-awful move-to-spain-and-fix-up-an-old-house programme. The rain really doesn't improve our moods as we splash through puddles and scowl into the wind.ArticleThe Hilton Hotel, In East Croydon, EnglandHits 4537 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 My idea was to return to the hotel and sip a Martini and smoke a cigarette before retiring. I was dismayed to find that there was a large Xmas party occurring, and so the bar was rather busy, the staff looked harassed. ArticleThe Quest for HashishHits 5765 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 I met a strange man a few nights ago in a downtown bar - strange mainly because he seemed to be wearing home-made clothes and make-up. During the course of our chit-chat conversation I happened to ask him what he did for a living. 'I grow grass.' He said.ArticleThirty-OneHits 2712 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 Written on my 31st birthday, I just found this article and thought I'd publish it again. It charts my life, year by year...ArticleUnfinished screenplayHits 2806 | Last Modified 2007-05-31 Untitled, Unfinished screenplay written about a year ago.