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 pretty fucked. He’s just out of it on painkillers all the time.” “What do the doctors say? Do they still think he will get better?” “They have changed their language from will recover to ‘show some improvement’. They have no idea.” … [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...]

It’s about 7.30pm on a cold winters night (cold for Queensland) and I I sit down with the kids to watch Edward Scissorhands. As the movie starts we all get settled in our seats and I take a couple hits of an Indica dominant strain from my portable vape. I kick back and enjoy the show. Ten minutes later I take another couple puffs and now I’m in Edward Burton land. I didn’t know what a good movie this was, or maybe I’m just really stoned. Anyway Edward starts himself a business cutting the hair … [Read more...]

I wake up It’s 5am Brisbane time. Fuck, maybe I shouldn’t have taken LSD, MDMA and 2CB the day before having to catch an international flight. My bags are packed, passport, credit card, check. We are on schedule. Uber to the airport, check in, security, I’m on the plane, we made it. Warsaw airport 32 hours later. I feel pretty good. With the help of 30mg of Valium I slept for 12 hours of the 14-hour flight from Singapore to London. I hop in a taxi and give him the directions to my airbnb. … [Read more...]

Sitting in Nero on Chmielna in Warsaw doing some writing I lock my eyes with a tall slim brunette, they are piercing, bright blue and she holds contact with me for a second longer than polite. I watch her long slim bare legs in white shorts walk over and sit on her own in the corner by the window. I go back to my work. A few minutes later I look over and she is still there, no one else has joined her yet. I’m ready to call an end to my work session so pack up and head over to her. “Hello, do you … [Read more...]

She looked about 15, but I could have been wrong. I hoped I was wrong. She had that aimless walk that a street predator loves, shoulder length brown hair, not much over five foot, petite little body. I wasn’t game for a direct opener on a 15-year-old, but I couldn’t let such an opportunity pass me. “Excuse me. Do you speak English?” “Yes.” She said with a smile like I had woken her from a dream. “Good. I have just arrived in Prague and I’m looking for Palladium shopping mall.” “Oh, it’s … [Read more...]