Write. Now.
Apparently there’s a WordPress Plug-in exploit that allows nefarious bastards to gain access to my site and change shit.
Posts prior to a couple of posts ago have been disappeared. With prejudice.
Fortunately, the way-back machine has archives of some of those posts, so over the next few weeks, or months, I’ll reinstate them.
Stay tuned, but don’t hold your breath.
I got my first jab last week. There has been a lot of hesitancy about the AstraZeneca vaccine, and the EXTREMELY SLIGHT risk of blood clots.
So I took it upon myself to track the side effects I experience. For the general public’s awareness, you understand.
I received my first AZ jab the morning of 15 July. My side effects follow.
Full disclosure, the belly fat did not disappear.
And I can’t say with absolute confidence that the AZ jab had anything to do with the flatulence.
(I wasn’t hovering — I was taller, but my head wasn’t informed. Easy mistake)
Full disclosure — it was the whiskey.
Get vaccinated, people. It’s painless (literally — I didn’t know I had the jab until the doc told me. Amy, the same.)
Here’s a bit of risk perspective:
Just leaving this here for now…
Coming in September. Sometime…
Nick Harding is an idealistic Private Investigator, trying to eke out a living after a spectacularly boring career in the Financial Crimes Division of the Australian Federal Police.
The very recent widow of the billionaire founder of Dvorak Kars — the first and only manufacturer of Electric Vehicles in Australia — hires him to uncover the fraud costing what is now her company upward of $5 million a month over the past year.
Nick reluctantly takes the case — we all have bills to pay — and quickly realises the beatings, excessive running and burning cars are barely compensated by the healthy day rate, and the opportunity to drive one of Dvorak’s sweet, sweet convertibles.
With suspects to spare — the new widow, the head of security, the company’s CFO — will he figure out how millions are disappearing before he runs out of time?
Of course he will.