I'm at my Mum's place in Adelaide after travelling from Melbourne to Perth to Adelaide to Cairns and back to Adelaide since Friday. I'm tired, but I escaped the hurricane, and by the slimmest of mercies, will not have to learn the rules to Monopoly Deal while stuck in Far North Queensland with no power this week. Big result for me, actually.

I found a t-shirt at an op shop near my place yesterday with 'Keltic Falcon Rope Access Experts' on the back, and a sick logo on the front. Aside from dealing with difficult moments in friendship and romance, and slowly figuring out the opening 12-15 minutes of my new show, the podcast this week is mainly about the shirt. Big up the Keltic Falcon!! Squarrrrrrr

Yesterday I spent a couple hours of my afternoon at the piano figuring out some jazz harmonies for the melody to 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star' and it was probably the happiest I've felt all week. Although actually, I was pretty happy when I ate the sandwich I had for lunch on Saturday. And then also actually same goes for the sandwich on Sunday, and when I saw G Love and Special Sauce play at The Corner on Sunday night. Alright, let's say that messing around on the piano yesterday afternoon was in my top five moments of the last week... that feels like something I can commit to.

Headspace Andy used to say that when you notice a thought the way to acknowledge it was like placing a feather on the surface of a bubble - what a fuckwit. Something's got me in a bad mood apparently, or maybe I'm just a little stressed? Who knows, I'm feeling pretty good to be honest. Started taking my keyboard to gigs this week, had a very passive-aggressive interaction with the guy at the shop when I bought the case for it. That guy was almost as big of a fuckwit as Headspace Andy. Almost.

I feel so happy with every aspect of my life at the moment. What a wonderful thing to be able to say! This morning I drafted an email to the wheelchair guy that I've been talking about for the last few weeks. I'm going to send it to my friend and see if he'll pass it on, then once I do that, it's out of my hands. 

I'm reading a book called '4000 Weeks', about how we are all in denial about the fact that we are going to die. Once we accept that fact, and the subsequent fact that we will never be able to fit even a fraction of the things we want to do into our painfully brief lives, then we can finally get down to the business of making decisions about exactly which things we want to do. We can stop living for some imagined future that may or may not ever arrive, and instead live in the present, which is really all we have. It's a good book!

What's that, you reckon there's no way I could possibly still be talking about this story? Wrong. I've been telling it all week on stage, I think I'm going to make it the end of my new show, and I also have a plan to contact the guy it happened to and talk to him about it. I spoke about that, and a bunch of other irrelevant bullshit on the pod today. Still feeling pretty damn good if I'm honest, which is incredibly troubling.

I'm really enjoying taking things slowly. I'm planning to start a monthly show somewhere in Melbourne, and my dream spot would be Panenka cafe in Abbotsford, but rather than pitch them a show in a few weeks or a month and rush into the thing, I'm going to pitch them something in January. I'm going to give myself heaps of time to get promotional stuff ready, spread the word, build some hype, and deliver one of the best shows in the city. This is the energy I'm trying to bring to everything at the moment, and I'm really fired up about it!

If you've been listening the last few weeks, you'll have noticed that I've been obsessed with this story that was told to me a few weeks ago about a wheelchair. As I spoke about it on the pod, I realised that I've never really had a conversation with someone who is in a wheelchair about what that's like, so I thought I'd get my friend and great comic Oliver Hunter on to do just that. I really enjoyed this chat and I hope you do too.

I did a great interview on Sunday with Oliver Hunter, a great comic and friend - that will be out as a bonus episode probably tomorrow. I am still talking about this story with the guy in the wheelchair, and I've been thinking about how stories generally end up getting repeated. There are some stories - the kind of urban legend type - that just speak to something in us, and so they end up taking on a life of their own. This story feels like it could be one of those, and for that very reason, I think I might try and find the person it happened to and speak to them.