So its Wednesday before the long weekend, and with the turning of the seasons I am once again sitting in the shade on the Woodside ferry, itself gentle rocking in the light swells coming from the mouth of the harbour. This means my 10-15 minute essays on whatever I am thinking about on my commute to work have also returned.
Let’s just lay the cards on the table. My family is not a normal family. We are NOT strange like AdamS family strange, nor are we scary like Manson family strange. But we are different. I work in the music business, Marnie works at the alternative weekly, Rhett has been going to punk rock gigs since he was nine, Emma alternates between Hannah Montana and Acrade Fire as her favorite bands. Marnie and I just got married after 10 years read more