Why The First Forty-Nine Stories by Ernest Hemingway is one of my favourite books

Why The First Forty-Nine Stories by Ernest Hemingway is one of my favourite books

When I consider my favourite books, I think about the ones that in some way changed the way I thought about something, or showed me a new perspective. From Rudyard Kipling, to bible verses, to this discount-bin pornographic parody of Tintin my gran unknowingly gave me, in which Captain Haddock makes a to-scale cutout of Tintin’s face and positions it over the mouth over Snowy’s little butthole, my best books and stories are the ones that taught me something.
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Tell the missus I say cheers, I’m going to die on Mars

Tell the missus I say cheers, I’m going to die on Mars

I was reading about the first self-driving related death the other day and it got me thinking about my future. As tragic as the death is, the guy who died claimed a world first. Maybe even the first AI death. No one will ever be able to take that away from him. He’s a pioneer. So I started thinking about what I’d be remembered for when I die, which is when the panic set in. Other than that one time I made it through every green traffic light up Strand from the Golden Acre to High Level, I haven’t done anything truly exceptional.
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Sweet Deals

Heroes Are Out. I’m About The Old Dudes Now

Heroes Are Out. I’m About The Old Dudes Now

I’m so unfit right now it’s changing my movie experience. The old me, the one who could walk up a flight of stairs without stopping for a breather, used to revel in post apocalyptic ‘nightmares’, relate to the Will Smiths of the I Am Legend type movies, or wish my plane down over some undiscovered island where I could shed life’s societal shackles and get down to the good old business of survival.
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The Weekend According to my Stomach

The Weekend According to my Stomach

I put a substantial amount of food inside of me this weekend. I’ve been doing this a lot recently, eating my way through my off days. There’s an emotional side to it, like a man on death row getting in what he can before the executioner pulls the lever on the weekend and he falls through the trap door into Monday.

So here are a few things to put in your face. Some new, some not, all good.
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Things I Should Know About at 30, But Don’t

Things I Should Know About at 30, But Don’t

If I think back to my early twenties, and my start as a suit in the world of advertising, I had simple goals. A product of my suburban upbringing, by the age of thirty all I wanted was to be a marketing manager with a house, a wife, a kid, and a dog – white picket fence, optional. I’ve achieved none of the aforementioned, although I did attempt to rescue a violent pit bull, and I have given a few long term relationships a bash. The problem with never having owned a house, tying the knot, or spawning young, is that by the time you reach my age, you’re way behind on this sort of life experience, and therefore increasingly lost in conversation about any of the below.
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Sweet Deals

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