The basic facts that I’m an Australian male, well travelled, well read, and reasonably well adjusted. I’m based in Melbourne, and like most Melburnians am passionate about the city I live in. In many ways I’m quite a typical Melburnian: I love my coffee and will spend good time discussing it; I’m a regular at the many groovy bars tucked away in the nooks, crannies and hidden warrens of the city; I love my sport in general and my footy in particular (guess who I barrack for?), but then like so many here I also love the arts; I love to eat out, and though I avoid the Masterchef thing on principle I am a mad keen, and somewhat accomplished cook – like most of my mates…and so on. I love literature and music and movies; I read the paper daily, surf the net like a friendless geek and will occasionally contribute a few cranky words to an online forum here or there.
The real question is really, what am I doing here? I often wonder myself.
This blog started out as a travel journal for the folks back home to read of my adventures abroad. That was in 2004, and when I returned I promptly dropped it, job done. To my great surprise I found I had collected along the way a group of loyal readers who insisted I return to the blank screen and begin typing again. Given a pretty healthy ego, and a genuine pleasure in writing and expressing myself, I hopped to it, and have been hopping to it ever since.
That I’ve proclaimed my anonymity proudly along the way has been very important. Most of my friends are unaware of this blog, and my family has no idea. My readers are strangers mainly who have found me online somehow. Fact is that despite my occasional megalomaniac traits I couldn’t possibly have written half of what I have under my own name. Some of it is pure shyness believe it or not: much more is circumspection. If I’m to write this at all then I committed early to being up-front and honest as much as I could. The ‘first person raw’ you see above the banner stands as a virtual mission statement for what I write – in many ways this is my therapist, my confessional, the shoulder I occasionally find myself pouring my soul out to. To do that anonymously is so much easier. And to do it anonymously given that other people are often involved is essential. This is my blog, my story, and it is unreasonable to drag other people into this except as cryptic characters in the journey of the enigmatic protagonist of this blog – me.
What more is there to tell? I’m a professional man, getting somewhere towards being self-made (hopefully), intelligent in general, socially and politically engaged in the world around me (and somewhat ambivalent about it on occasion); I’m by turns passionate, outraged and bemused by what I see. I’ve been known to rant long and hard in these pages, and occasionally to rave. In between are measured observations and sardonic commentary on the world around in me in all its guises: current affairs, the world of the arts, sport, travel, and, of course, my life.
At the end of the day this is a personal blog. I have lived through some tumultuous times and most of it is recorded here. I don’t always come up smelling of roses, and I’ve copped my share of vitriol as a result – most of which I’ve chosen not to censor. That’s life, and I’m human. I make mistakes and though I’m an arrogant git sometimes I try to own up to them. That’s the point of this. Most of my mistakes are related to the heart, or somewhere south of that, or else with that very male failing, pride.
One day I hope all this will count for me when hopefully I knock on the pearly gates, and I’m hoping next time if and when as an evolved human being. In the meantime you get the unexpurgated H, the good, the bad, and the ugly.
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