“You inexplicably know lots of awesome people even though you are repulsive yourself” -Michelle Young what WHAT indeed you ‘awesome people’. Everyone’s top 15 favourite polluter of the blogosphere is back with his long delayed and marginally anticipated 10th blog. Time for more gut wrenching tales of misadventure? Perhaps I have lost a limb, or I choked to death and curiously left this 10th blog with an attorney as my last will and testament. Wrong. The last 9 blogs have sucked you in for my first (and only?) blog about my successes here in OZ. Even I, [View Full Entry]

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So my life was going pretty well for a while, and therefore I did not update my blog during that time. I would have loved to, trust me; nothing would have made me happier. I began to write several blog entries, but they were all about my success, and happiness, two things I realize few if any of you care at all to hear about. Luckily, however, I had some inspiration when I returned to yet another night of work at the bar, and within the first hour slaving away there I felt a deluge of inspirational misery which ended [View Full Entry]

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I have come to realize that I have arguably the worst position possible at the bar (Henry Africa’s). I now understand that every day I come into work there, I am the most hated person in the bar. This is because I work behind the bar, I dress like a bartender, I help make a lot of drinks, I have soft welcoming Calabrese/Pippin fusion features, but I can not make your drink. Not only can I not make you a drink, but I can not even make eye contact with you. I am the hunchback of Henry Africa’s cursed to [View Full Entry]

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Remember when you were young and you would walk along a sidewalk and say that you couldn’t touch the cracks? Or in the fall you would say that the leaves were lava and you couldn’t touch the leaves? Essentially anything could be named lava and then you couldn’t touch it. The world was one big game of operation. Well... I have taken that game and changed it a little. My first modification was to make it REAL instead of a game. Secondly, instead of fictitious lava I have chicken wire, nails, and exposed electrical connections. You guessed it; I ju [View Full Entry]

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The second hostel I stayed at featured multiple men who told me stories about the times they punched women. I’m not saying I condone this, I just think that fact helps convey the strangeness of all of the people I lived with here. Little did I know it, but my first night in this hostel I roomed with the highest concentration of women punchers. The pictures I’ve included are of this room, and the squalor it provided. This 4 man room featured a middle-aged Italian man named Valerio, a German amongst Germans named Hans, and the human giant German Lucas. [View Full Entry]

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Suck it nerds I’m getting paid! That’s right. You read it here first. Mr. James Calabrese, BS in Civil Engineering, is gainfully employed at the “Manly Fight Gym” AND “Henry Africa’s.” Did you see that ‘AND’ I included? That is because I have two jobs, thus necessitating the conjunction ‘and.’ If I recall correctly, when I dipped out of the US you all only had one job, and some even had zero. Even you dad, you only have one job. Look how your son has succeeded in the big wide world. Two jobs... I do the work of two me [View Full Entry]

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Here are some pictures of my new apartment. Note the comfortable sleeping arrangements. I want to post of few videos of the place so you can get a real feel for it, but the internet in this cafe is too slow. Just imagine the house from the movie "Fight Club." I pretty much live in that, but I'm one block back from the beach, and right in the downtown area. Can you say, "30 second walk to the Kabob stand"? I can say it, several times a day. I'll have to post the videos on YouTube or something. I'll send the [View Full Entry]

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The first hostel we stayed at sucked. It is very big and impersonal. My roommates were a creepy 72 year old man from New Zealand and two terrible Welsh guys about my age. Noteworthy things about these people: -The old man being there: It was very uncomfortable to speak to him or look him in the eye -The weird Welsh kids: First off is the fact that they shared a bed and slept head to toe. What the hell? There are 4 beds, 4 very small beds. We can each at least have our own small bed. But they chose [View Full Entry]

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Test entry, sorry to waste your time. To make up for it, here is a picture of me and a giant turtle. [View Full Entry]

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What up nerds. Ive been in Sydney for 5 days now, and this place is awesome. We saw the opera house, and junk like that, but who cares. What everyone is interested in is hilarious foreigners, and so far foreign people have not disappointed. Our first 2 nights were at the Sydney Central YHA hostel and it sucked. It is big and clean and you don meet anyone (except for the very gorgeous and very French Anne-Carole. You have to swallow your foot to properly pronounce her name, and the language barrier between us has prevented me from confessing my undying [View Full Entry]

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