Whenever there is a drought or a cyclone or a fire or a flood somewhere here in Australia (which is often), the television news will run a story featuring footage of (depending on the disaster) dry paddocks with cracks in the dirt, uprooted trees, smoke-reddened skies or a car being swept away in an overflowing... Continue Reading →
The fat man in the brown suit stormed down the stairs. Everyone could hear the footsteps and the swearing. The studio door swung open, but was prevented from slamming against the wall by the man's crushing grip on the door knob. His furious eyes reflected the glow of the unfortunate cigar he was gnawing, slurping,... Continue Reading →
Troy Moss is my best friend. He always said that one day we'd do something amazing and change the world. We've certainly had some fun trying.