the rape palace
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Jan 31
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kooks. what they need to know.
‘ I’m new at surfing and would like to know how one would define a kook?’ - this question answered here at length.
gary birdsall, his art
Gary Birdsall's name should be whispered with great reverence, he has credentials - he's from Cronulla and he's a goofy foot. Gary also likes to do a bit of art .
Come with us on the journey.
koyaanisqatsi – life out of balance
The reason that director Godfrey Reggio excluded any dialogue in the film was that he thought that language was in a vast state of humiliation.
advice to the school leaver
Journalism is less a profession and more of a form of trench warfare where the journalist’s trench sits midway between that of the subject of his current blasphemous diatribe and that of his choleric sub-editor.
another history of bondi
One mile away to the south Bondi would greet the dawn like an overworked whore on a Sunday morning with dozens of French Letters littering her high water mark.
atlas of australian surfing by mark warren ~ a review
Mr Warren has done well with this modest edition (pub 1988, 232 pages) and has claimed the middle ground of surfing literature with its success. Many Australians bought the book for one of two reasons - (1) it is an atlas and therefore holds promise of detailed maps, graphs and supplementary illustrations of the entire world of surfing and (2) to find out where that tasty left is on the cover.
Terry T-Shirt
And when the long awaited set finally did arrive the only person in the right position to take it was Terry T-shirt, every bloody time. He had this uncanny knack of being able to time the arrival of the next set of waves, not only that but until his private alarm bell rang he’d be inside pinching all those waves as well, and all alone.
the corporation and those who dwell in it.
She leaves a faint trail of Chypre fragrance throughout the upper floors and its teak paneled offices and it was her you saw sunbaking naked at Kings Beach four years ago.
serial killers and surfboat crews
There’s going to be blood and misery out there, pain and humiliation; but after it’s all over some kind of kinship can develop between the sides.'
harold budd and the cocteau twins
Years ago, when asked about the quality of the current range ambient music and what made his any different budd remarked that in his case he liked to have a little evil in the composition, something a little dark.
reuben and daphne
The wetsuit zipper strap didn’t survive Reuben’s sharp tug and it came away like a piece of cotton –
the river kiosk
He sat with us uninvited. He drank. His smile flickered on and off. This lonely old alcoholic.
the deputy
Today a couple not known to him was standing on the crowded footpath outside the liquor shop. They were drinking beer and talking loudly, angrily. Alec spat and laughed silently to himself as he examined the short red velvet dress worn by the woman.
marrying a surfer – category 1
They have a masochistic disposition to the wearing of sharp pointed metal trinkets on, or in, their ears, eyes, eyelids, tongues, cheeks, noses, fingers, navels, nipples, toes and genitals. Buttocks for some unfathomable reason have remained free from such mutilation.
a summer story
Right now Doug decides to pull back the dressing on his ulcer for a looksee, and the swollen wound swallows half his hand before some babe wearing a black lace hanky strolls past, all silky wobble and perve. We observe the moment with a tranquil and hormonal grief as Ken retires into the dank shadows for another piss. Five an hour is the usual but who’s counting.
marrying a surfer – category 2
Aged anywhere between twenty-five and forty, members of this category write their choice of surfing destinations for the coming weekend in their work diary only after they have completed extensive Internet research involving reading synoptic charts
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