Posts Tagged as ‘ramblings’

November 9, 2008

Introducing Informer Books

About a month ago I made one of my most popular least unpopular postings entitled ‘How To Make Money as a Shameless Writing Whore’ – a posting that got some very positive feedbacks from literally ones of loyal readers of this blog.
I said there that I would maybe expand on the idea one day and release [...]

November 2, 2008

Fiction Faction

Work has been very quiet for the past 48 hours, which has allowed me to get around to doing a bunch of stuff that I’ve been putting back and back.  One of these tasks was to fulfill my promise to read one of my writer friends’ new manuscript.
This was something that I had been avoiding [...]

November 1, 2008

How to Steal Music

I am a criminal.  And a shameless one at that, especially when it comes to stealing music.  It has been one of my major pastimes over the past few years, having downloaded around 2500 tracks over the past half decade.
I was at it again today.  As I mentioned in a previous posting, I am going [...]

October 28, 2008

On Being Bald and Hirsute

Hair only made a very brief appearance on the top of my head between the years of around 1967 to 1983.  It was late in arriving and early in departing.
By the tender age of 19, it was already well on the wane.  A tragedy – at the time of life when most guys are experimenting with [...]

October 28, 2008

Why I’m Monolingual

Having lived in non-English speaking countries for the past 15 years, one would assume that I would be fluent in at least one foreign language by now.
One would be wrong.
Because, to the annoyance of girlfriends and other friends alike, I remain stubbornly monolingual.
This, they assume, is because I am lazy and stupid.  This is not [...]

September 11, 2008

Music and Me (Riga – Midlife Crisis)

My soon-to-be-ex-wife thought that Riga was a shithole – “just a backwards part of Russia” and “Bratislava after the Second World War” was how she described it.
But no sooner had I entered the minimalistic stripped pine interior of Riga airport, I could tell that this was going to be a cool place.  Prague had become [...]