If it were up to me, EVERY home in Melbourne would be a castle. And once everyone has castles… no one will. Mwa-ha-ha! No, wait, sorry. Once everyone in Melbourne has a castle as a home, we’ll be known as the City of Ten Thousand Castles, and then I suppose I’ll go down in history …
Every day, more junk mail. I’ve tried putting up signs and everything, but it doesn’t matter; there are no repercussions, so people just ignore them. It’s not like I have laser tripwires out there or anything, so people just stroll up to the door and drop things through because of the slightest, tiniest chance that …
Construction is fascinating, if extremely clumsy and odd. Home ownership interests me as well, although the general concept is less intriguing because it’s essentially the same thing as signing an arcane contract. That is, the easiest branch of wizardry. My nephew could perform contract spells, and that boy is destined for a bottom-of-the-barrel career cleaning …
Well, it finally happened. I put a post on Facebook telling people to pray for my Grandma because she was sick in hospital. She began to get stronger, and then I politely asked everyone to stop praying because it was working a little bit too well. When the nurse gave her a bit of snark, …
Some jobs really have changed throughout the last few hundred years. I’m doing a project for my history class at uni, and I’m trying to compare five extremely different professions. The main idea is to pinpoint five jobs that haven’t just changed in practice, but have basically been altered to the point of being unrecognisable. …
