I haven't had much of a chance to update Drunk and Jobless lately, for a very good and extremely sad reason. My life has recently been hit by tragedy and disappointment, after learning news that will adversely affect everything about me in the future. My hopes and dreams have been shattered, and my goals will … Continue reading A Night(mare) in Ourimbah
I grew up on the hill above Forresters Beach, and one of my most vivid memories from that time is watching hang-gliders cruising through the clear blue sky while I played on the sand. I never grew up dreaming of flying, but those memories obviously had an effect on me, because when I got older … Continue reading Mr Flying Man
When I woke up to the sounds of birds frolicking and Khancoban trailer trash bickering, I didn't know that I was mere hours away from paragliding immortality. Alright, maybe that's taking things a bit too far, but I was about to smash my own personal best and have a bloody good time doing it. But … Continue reading Breaking barriers: My record-busting paragliding flight through the Victorian wilderness
There's something brilliant about waking up in the country, and so it was with a smile on my face that I climbed out of bed to greet another beautiful Khancoban day. The birds were singing in the trees, the cows were mooing in the fields, and there was a violent domestic dispute in the caravan … Continue reading Flying off Elliot for the hell of it
As the first golden sunbeams of 2017 hit me, I knew something was wrong. My pillow was the unforgiving concrete of the gutter outside the pub, and my pants were awash with a mixture of urine and vomit of unknown origin. I clutched my throbbing head and felt no hair there, and had painful flashbacks … Continue reading The Blue, Blue Skies of Corryong
What do Stephen King, God, that chick who wrote Harry Potter and yours truly have in common? We're all best-selling authors with millions of fans. Alright, I might be exaggerating a bit by putting myself in such elite company, but I have just released a new novel. It's called I Will Hunt Them Down Like … Continue reading I Will Hunt Them Down Like Dogs
There was a loud knock outside my capsule, and when I poked my head out I almost headbutted a policeman. He was crouched down in front of where I'd been sleeping, thrusting his Tokyo Police badge in my face. Behind him stood two other men, dressed in suits, arms crossed, stern looks across their faces. … Continue reading Escape From Tokyo
I loved my time in Japan, and had heaps of unreal experiences that will stay with me for the rest of my life. It's a strange country full of strange people who do even stranger things, but it's also an exciting land that must be explored. There are mountains and beaches and temples and cities … Continue reading I was one hamburger away from spending three months in a Japanese prison
The Japanese are a funny bunch. They love eating raw fish, go mad for baseball and hardcore pro wrestling, can't go a day without singing karaoke and are obsessed with giant robots. It sounds like an idyllic lifestyle, so it's surprising that their other favourite pastime is committing suicide. More than 70 people kill themselves … Continue reading A Lonely Place to Die
Back when I was a young fella, and still had hopes and dreams that hadn’t been beaten into submission, I spent my days wandering the streets of Yokosuka, Japan. I got into fights, rode motorbikes, chased crooked travel agents, and collected toys from capsule machines with my much younger friend Tatsuya Yamamoto. They were dark … Continue reading Searching for sailors in Yokosuka: Real life Shenmue locations
The Drunk and Jobless World Tour 