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I know it’s called “dentaphobia” but first of all, that should translate as “fear of teeth”. I’m not afraid of teeth, my own or anyone else’s. And come to that, I’m not actually afraid of dentists. Most dentists that I’ve known have been perfectly fine people. Upon meeting a dentist I don’t get all scared Continue reading →

This is my absolute, all time favourite joke: A priest, a rabbi, and and a lawyer carrying a duck under his arm all walk into a bar. The bartender looks at them suspiciously and finally says, “What is this, a joke?”

I’ve been living in Australia for over three years now. I’ve managed to pick up most of the dialect, and I even use some of it, although my speech is still distinctively American and so is my accent. In the time I’ve been here, I’ve had to learn new words to describe the things I Continue reading →

Q: What do you call a fish with no eyes? A: A fsh.

Woohoo! The new Taxiride CD is out and I’ve got a copy of it. Mmmmm, vocal harmonies and guitar driven melodies with thoughtful (or at least not totally stupid) lyrics… Don’t be afraid to be Feeling so bad you see It won’t be long ’til you get back home Dream what you wanna be Feel Continue reading →

I love Australian pocket change. See, they don’t have one cent pieces (everything is rounded up or down to the nearest five cents) but they do have one and two dollar coins. So you don’t end up with a pocket full of almost worthless coins and sometimes you can eat a decent meal with just Continue reading →