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High rolling poker action. Glebe lowlifes and reprobates. JT on a conjugal visit from Long Bay.


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Only their mother can tell them apart.


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Jimmy - A really, really, ridiculously good looking cat.


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Straight from the pages of Who Weekly.


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J.R. "Bob" Dobbs, that LIVING GOD WHO WALKS THIS PLANET EARTH IN HUCKSTER'S SHOES.


Thursday, March 15, 2007

Le House 




This time, i'll add some text. Y'see it appears that people are reading the Blog - it's no fackin coincidence, since i started putting up videos and gear and timely, influential commmentary on the state of the nation and gear .. not really.

Actually, today being Thursday was kind of a contstructive day. I worked at Parramatta, brought my mum a couple of DVD's for her 76th birthday, drank a whole double mootzah of coffee.

Last night i finished reading a book, Wildlife, a novel, a small novel, written by Richard Ford, an angular American whose cheek bones would indicate he should eat a few more dougnuts but novelists don't eat doughnuts.

I first read this small novel around 1990 when i was in the middle of a year of doing nothing, well not actually nothing, i had withdrawn from my degree at Uni and was doing two Philosophy half subjects ( ha, ha !! ) , working very part time with my brother at a carpark and reading books on the banks of the River Torrens and gear. I came across this book while wandering a little bent throught the rows of the Prospect Public library in Adelaide. At the time, i was in the habit of getting a little bent, driving over the quivering roads to the library and scanning the rows for books. Then i'd buy a freddo for something like 40 cents !!! and settle down to some self improvement through literature.

I had never heard of Ford. And until I met Damo many years later never came across anyone else who had.

It's a funnny experience reading a book 15 years apart. I've changed. Has the book ?

The three main characters are one famlily, the father ( a golf-pro who teaches at a small local club ), the son ( a 14 year old boy ) and the mother ( a mid 30's female of the 50's trying to deal with that burden ) who have moved to Montana in the mid west of the USA. At the time, i was struck by the precociousness of the son. Now, i'm struck by the parents. To lighten the tone, the boook really should've had a dog ! It is a small book but not a light one.

I am currently only reading small novels and books ( fiction and non-fiction ) about poker.

Shuffle up and deal !!

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