The Arts Party Lunacy.

arts party

vote for them – because some Japanese artist didn’t need government funding to paint a wave.

Tomorrow is the Australian election. It’s been such a terrible, listless, uninspiring and boring campaign that I decided to just post about the most ridiculous entity that rose from the slime in these last 8 weeks. The British are well known for coming up with outrageous political entities, the Raving Loony Sex Party comes to mind. But here in Australia we beat them all. Because we have The Arts Party, and these wankers are serious.

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Brexit – the village elders have spoken.

EU leaders

the EU leaders meeting to decide the length of allowed cucumbers …

Gee, the left sure don’t like losing do they? Baring witness to the worldwide collective meltdown after the “shock” Brexit decision has been awesome in its capacity to just keep on giving. I don’t know what my favorite lefty overreaction is as it’s so hard to choose. The petition to run the referendum again with 2 million signatures? “But there’s 2 million who voted for it, bro!” Yeah, let me know when you’ve got 17.5 million, you loser.

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Announcing my next book.

PPcover

So here is the cover for my next book, (thanks Ivan!), due out at this stage in late July. The Prosecco Paddlers is about what happens when you cram seven rafting guides from four different nationalities into two small apartments in a little Italian mountain valley for five months.

It’s a lot of fun but it also examines themes of cultural clashes and masculinity. The Italians are certainly unique in how they do things, not least the seemingly simple task of putting a bunch of customers in a rubber raft and sending it down a river.

At this late stage I’m just cleaning up the text, and then I’ll pass it to a few trusted souls for proof-reading. More updates to come.

Greed.

greed

the moment Ken realized he shouldn’t have left his abacus at home …

The other day I played a poker hand. It was a typical hand; there was nothing special about it. I had seen similar events play out many times before in exactly the same circumstances. Which is what made it interesting. A weak player flopped a straight against four other players. He had the best hand at that point but it was vulnerable to being compromised by the end of the hand. There was a bet and two calls in front of him. Instead of ending the hand there and winning it he opted to play it slow. He smooth called. By the River card the board was paired and a higher straight was possible. He got all his money in but by that stage he was third best. He could have won a little pot; he ended up losing a big one.

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