Tales of Excess and Desire

I’m in the hospital room with my son. I hear some noise in the hallway. I glance up and an attractive, but beaten up, girl in her late twenties is milling about talking to the staff. She is slim, with dark straight hair and wearing a black singlet. As she turns I get a full visual of her braless small but perky tit. That’s a bit hot. I think. I see her the next day in the family room. I like skinny girls, but she is gaunt and unhealthy looking. Her arm is in a sling and she has cuts on her … [Read more...]

I managed to get a week’s holiday and fly to Jakarta to experience a bit of white man privilege. Don’t tell anyone, but Jakarta is the best city I have ever been to for Tinder. They are so racist and chauvinist there, I love it. They just love white men. I sat in my apartment in Jakarta high on sex addiction having fucked 6 girls in the last 5 days. What the fuck am I going to do about my finances? I think to myself. Since my mum had given me some inheritance I had been reflecting on my … [Read more...]

I don’t think I had done any daygame since April. I might have done a few approaches in Jakarta in August. Oh, I did do a dozen in Bangkok in August. Still, I was out of practice. With the grief for my son I couldn’t be bothered, and part of me thought it was improper. I was so broken, my son was so broken, I just couldn’t imagine running up to a girl and putting on a happy face. But after 3 months in the hospital with my son, I thought I could give daygame a go. Now remember I had already … [Read more...]

Growing up as a kid we teased any other boys that were slightly feminine or hinted at being gay and laughed and poked fun at spastics. I had my first child when I was 29. A beautiful baby boy. As he grew into a toddler he was as rough and tough as any boy. He played with boys toys and when he fell down a flight of three stairs he stood himself back up, shook his head, and went back to playing without as much as a whimper. He’s such a little boy, I thought. He’s going to grow up to be tough. And … [Read more...]

My mum is coming to visit my son Tommy in hospital. I pull up at the Brisbane airport. She is waiting there for me with her suitcase. I get out, give her a hug and put her bags in the boot. We drive off towards the hospital. “So how is he?” She asks “He’s fucked. He’s just out of it on painkillers all the time. Hopefully he will be better when they install the baclofen pump in him and he won’t need so much oxy, but even that makes me sad because it feels like they have given up on his … [Read more...]

So my 14-year-old son is sick. Very sick. He is so sick if there was a God I would say “Kill him or make him better.” But there can’t be a God because he only got worse. Many people prayed for him. He kept getting worse. He is now almost totally paralysed and in constant pain. If you could think of a fate worse than death, this is it. I keep him company. I read to him. I shower him. I roll him from side to side in his bed. I take him for walks in his wheelchair. I speak to the doctors. I … [Read more...]

“Hey grand pappy.” “Hey young man. What ya doing?” “Just come to visit my favourite grand pa. Come on. Pull out some of your weed with me and tell me a story.” “The legal age for smoking weed is 16.” “Since when did you care about the law grand dad?” “Fair point.” “Besides if I just wanted to get stoned there is weed growing all over this property, I could just pinch a bud. I want to smoke with my grand dad. Tommy says you tell good stories when you get stoned.” “Did he … [Read more...]

I had been enjoying Jakarta. I had a great apartment on the 37th floor that over looked the city and cost me about US$30 a night. I was a 10-minute walk from Plaza Indonesia and Grand Indonesia shopping centres and I was a HB9 for the first time in my life. It took me a while for it to sink in, but on Tinder I could get dates with high 7’s and 8’s aged between 20-25 most days of the week. Once I realised this I started to filter harder and only keep in conversations with the high 7’s or up. I … [Read more...]

I’ve been in Jakarta and Jogjakarta a couple weeks. Daygame is not efficient in Jakarta. The demand for average looking 40+ white guys by hot 20 to 25-year-old Indonesian girls is so high I can get a date everyday from just a few swipes on Tinder. The average quality of Indonesian girls, I have to say, is low, but with the market dynamics as they are, I can get dates with the top 1% from Tinder. If I walk the shopping malls I am lucky to find a girl of this quality every hour, then she has to … [Read more...]

I have been back in Australia a month now from Eastern Europe. I head to Bangkok next week so with a bit of luck Micky with have some more debaucherous stories for you dirty fuckers that read this blog. I have enjoyed my month off and have taken time to consider the secret of life. It’s not happiness, although that’s part of it. It’s contentedness. The irony is you need to be discontented to experience contentment. Ying and Yang. I have come to learn that the human body, through it’s evolution, … [Read more...]