Old Movies, Fresh Perspectives: A New Series

Mornin! (technically it is actually night, but I have been watching a shit tonne of Viva La Dirt League skits, so everything is Mornin! Hu hah! – more on that later…) For the last few months, I have been trying to schedule in some time to watch those amazing movies I loved so heartily as…

Goodbye 2018

Hello peeps, It’s a new year! The festering turd that was 2018 has left the building to pave way for beautiful new opportunities. Where have I been hiding I hear you (nobody) ask? Under a rock of some pretty mad depression, writer’s block and general apathy & laziness. “What? That’s crazy! You’re so together!” The…

Seven Years On – My Kid Is Awesome

My daughter turned 7 two days ago.  Even now, seven years later, I still sometimes have mixed emotions about her birthday (never about her, she’s awesome). The day she was born was unequivocally the worst day(s) of my life. Instead of holding this marvelous little baby that would eventually grow up to be a sassy…

Postal Survey Madness

In the last year, watching Australian Politics has been like a fucking soap opera. Just when you think shit can’t get any more ridiculous, someone goes and does something else that beggars belief. I suppose I should be glad I’m not an American right about now, but the donkeys running our country aren’t really much…

What Now?

Hello everyone! Did you miss me? Probably not. Let’s face it, only about 3.6 people read this blog and I’m fairly confident that, apart from the occasional rando from Europe, about 95% of visitors share my surname.For those of you that are not my stalkerish parents, I’ll let you in on what’s been going on…

Eye Can See (A Dodgy Pun)

Several weeks ago I suffered a rather unfortunate injury while playing dodgeball. Normally I wouldn’t complain about being hurt playing sports, because that’s simply a risk you take whenever you play sports and I’ve collected a wonderful trophy case of sports injuries: Carted off the BMX track by an ambulance crew in C-Spine precautions; Dislocated…

Breakin’ It Down

It’s an unwritten rule that you’re not supposed to say shit like, “Well what the fuck else could go wrong?” when you’re having a day that stinks like a rotten armpit. You might think it, but you’ll never ever actually say it because the subsequent shit storm that will rain down on you will turn…

Nervous Breakdowns: A How To Guide

Welcome to True Writes, a website where I, True, sometimes ramble on about shit that I love or hate for the simple catharsis that writing brings, especially when random strangers validate my feelings by liking or sharing my rants. Today I’m going to give you some hints and tips on how to really maximise your…

Death by Cretoxyrhina

The other day I nearly met my maker in the most embarassing of ways. Picture this: I am driving to work at 10:30 at night. I’ve just passed the Rex Lookout halfway between Cairns and Port Douglas and I have about 30km to go at this point. It’s a dark night, relatively cloudy but not…