Middle-aged

I am no longer a young man.  I’ve been aware of this for some time but it is occasionally driven home to me. Like now. Two beery nights and I’m a floppy, husk of a man.  Two nights with too little sleep and too much beer and I look like the long-dead corpse of a […]

Gerry Hayes

I mostly sit around all day and drink tea. Occasionally, I write stuff and send it to strangers so they can humiliate me and deride my efforts. Other than the self-harm to dull the shame of failure, it's not a bad life. Like I say, there's tea.