“Come, my friends,

Tis not too late to seek a newer world.

Push off, and sit­ting well in order smite

The sound­ing fur­rows; for my purpose holds

To sail beyond the sun­set, and the baths

Of all the west­ern stars, until I die

It may well be the gulfs will wash us down:

It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles”

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There were so many blog­gers at Hide­out tonight that when I was look­ing worse for wear from an increas­ingly annoy­ing stom­ach ail­ment and tired­ness, one of the Sarong­par­tyfrens asked if I was ill, and that if I were, and if it were con­ta­gious, he’d have to kick me out of the […]

OK, my note­book com­puter spoyr. I can­not func­tion nor­mally. All my files. Pho­tos. Can’t think! Can’t write!

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When your opin­ion is con­trary to a news­pa­per reporter’s angle on a story she’s doing, there’s a high chance your opin­ion won’t be seen in print:

Hi Mr Lee,

I’m doing an arti­cle on the influ­ence of local blog­gers and I just have a few questions.

Local blog­gers like your­self, mrbrown and Wendy Cheng are treated […]

When I used to get all bogged down with dun­nowhat, I’d drive to lis­ten to the waves crash on the rocks, accom­pa­nied by Dvorak’s Song to the Moon, from the opera Rusalka.

But it’s a long way from Clovelly, and East Coast Park just doesn’t do quite the same […]