The 1983 Food Town Massacre

The 1983 Food Town Massacre was and remains one of the most perplexing firearms massacres the state had seen. It took less than a minute on that cold February day to produce the nineteen deaths. What made this event so different from others was the presence of no less than seven perpetrators, none of whom…

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Mock Meat and Underpants in Canberra

 It was Shakespeare who once said “To drive betwixt Sydney and Canberra to go geteth underwear is folly”. How right he was. Or was he? Many scholars now claim that many works previously attributed to Shakespeare were in fact written by a second, perhaps even a third author. Likely acquired by Shakespeare and published under…

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University of Sydney, 48hr staff strike

Click through for gallery of the two days. Read what the strikes are about in the open letters from staff available here. I did not strike for fun. Or for money. It is the first industrial action I’ve ever been involved with as anything other than a supporter. I won’t get paid for the days…

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Birch and Bauxite

Harrington Birch was born in England in January of 1800 under the Beck Hole Road bridge, while snow drifted down on the moors. His father, Harrington Birch Senior was a well to do gentlemen with a top hat and ivory cane. Harrington Birch Senior was a man who loved minerals, and it was this love…

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X-Com: Enemy Unknown Part 5

The British were pretty pissed that a neutron bomb was set off at a major metropolitan railway station. I don’t know exactly what a neutron bomb does, other than it is supposedly a kill-not-destroy weapon, but I’m sure that as with most bombs they are less than favourable devices upon detonation. Such a horrific act…

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The Cafferty Picnic Area, Arizona

Sally Cafferty was born to two desert dwellers, two sick and sweaty grease balls who ran a subsistence farm somewhere in monument valley, cramped up in the north east corner of Arizona, their backs pressed hard up against the Utah border. Sally Cafferty was born at one o’clock in the afternoon and was dead and…

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X-Com: Enemy Unknown Part 4

Though I lost a hero in the last mission, I found a new one in Agooda, so spirits where still high back at X-Com HQ. Missions aren’t the only thing to take care of in X-Com. You have to run your entire subterranean base of operations. This means managing a budget, assigning staff, choosing research…

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57.2km Newtown to Fairfield via Orphan School Creek

This ride came about through wanting to join two of Sydney’s biggest stretches of green cycleway. These follow Cooks River and Georges River through the western suburbs of Sydney. Between the two  is a suburban nightmare for cyclists – the rolling hills and unfriendly roads of Canterbury. Short of taking a train there is no…

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Newtown to Blacktown via Prospect Resevoir 50.5km

I’d been wanting to do this ride for a little while, and in fact attempted an alternative route a few months ago, but abandoned the mission when I reached the 59km mark due to fading light and lack of a headlamp. This time I took a more direct path. Or at least I had intended…

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X-Com: Enemy Unknown Part 3

A UFO has been shot down. XCOM team sent out by yours truly. Mission: Kill or Capture or Xrays (that is pro talk for Extraterrestrial). Basically: Murder or Kidnapped E.T. That would have been easy. Plus, that annoying kid Elliot could get caught in the crossfire and take a one way ticket to GraveVille, population:…

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