Stump'd

In which I am a killjoy and tell local Melbourne councils what to do.

In which I introduce you to America’s favorite Easter tradition… then set it on fire.

My first winter Christmas, featuring terrorism and chocolate crackles.

Yes, I ate a God-damn Twinkie.

Canned cranberries, tofurkey and getting your junk touched by the TSA — that’s how you celebrate Thanksgiving. I think.

Doing Pumpkin Day the proper way: with junk food and pumpkins.

Hippy tea, hate mail, chili-eatin’, damper making, hob-nobbing with famous actors and more…

Road-testing Portland’s favourite brekkie (contrary to popular opinion, it’s not meth). With bonus expert commentary.

I went to Boston! Home to many important historical American sites, like Harvard, Bunker Hill and the Cheers pub.

In went to New York! I ate a bunch of junk food! I didn’t see the Statue of Liberty, but I did see a dinosaur moose.