All the news that’s fit to type.
REMINDER: Brisbane type-in – 2pm this Sunday at the Museum room at the Breakfast Creek Hotel. Reasing = reading. Urg!
Just appreciating my typewriter a little.
Hmmm… Redundant phrasing… eat you heart out. I think I need some caffeine. I mean really… who writes without a caffeine hit next to them? And the writer seems to have a few issues too…. Talk about questionable grammar. Anyway. See you soon.
Throwing ink onto a page – hello ITAM!
We’re doing ITAM again? Well, why didn’t you say so! Here’s the machine that re-introduced me to the beauty of typewriters. Pardon the late night Monday fatigue grammar and rambling. And the odd side-step into bad poetry. You know… Every time I write on this machine, I’m surprised by how well it works!…
Ep 3 – The Apocalypse Of The Typosphere
Well, I think it is appropriate to start off the new blogging year with a bang… The catchup – Episode 1 Episode 2
Present-ly engaged.
Now… I’ll be frank. I’m not a Christmas-y person. There’s no decorated tree in my home, no tinsel to filthy the carpet, and only a handful of Christmas cards are handed out to people that I feel are important. …… buuuuuuuut. I”m not a Scrooge either. So there’s no need to send the ghosts of…
The Complete Metropolis
‘The complete Metropolis’ – Film. As most of you know, I am a film lover. And I’d just like to share with you some of my thoughts, and recent experiences of my all-time favourite film. Oh, and as usual pardon the normal ‘typecast’ typos and mistakes. One of the most iconic robots of cinema. This…
Sex, Ikea and Typewriters.
To small to read? Click to enlarge. Oh, and pardon the spelling monstrosities. What was I thinking!?
The RFDS & the Morse Typewriter
While in Charleville, I went and visited the RFDS (Royal Flying Doctor Service) base. The base is on the edge of town, and not that far from the airport. Its primary function is to provide a radio and telephone contact point that people living in the remotest regions of Australia could contact when they needed…
Typecasting in the outback.
I took a bit of a drive further west of Charleville, and tried to set down and do a few typecasts, and perhaps write a couple of letters. The bonnet of my car can make an interesting desk. All photos can be clicked to enlarge them. Seriously, they ain’t kiddin’. The Exxy gets…
The Brutal Road
The following typecasts were written ad-hoc in my hotel room or on the roadside. Sure, they’re full of errors and dodgy use of the english language, but they are what they are. ‘Its and it’s’… it’s all the same right? Just after sunset on the road out of the town of Morven. Still…
The Filthy Platen 