Stephen Mitchell | Life Lessons, Creativity & Personal Growth
Observations on Being a Weekend Father, Creating New Memories and Figuring Life Out
I have a habit of writing lengthy and long-winded comments on other people's articles ... then figuring the word-count is worthy of an article upon itself. Therefore this is my response to Darren's article asking "How do I Make Money Fast Blogging?": Various Ways to make $25G's in two months: Buy a game of Monopoly... Continue Reading →
An email I received a few days back was George Carlin's View on Age. This is a very amusing look at the state of mind of humans as they age. Yet aging is an inevitable part of life. As the years go by, our bodies change, and wrinkles and gray hair become our constant companions.... Continue Reading →
I smiled at the girl behind the counter, and asked the price. She didn't know. She asked the other lovely young lady. She didn't known either. I said, don't worry, next time. She smiled back, apologised. I sat down to read the "The Australian (IT)". A few minutes later my chocolate smoothie, being carried by... Continue Reading →
UPDATE 2026: This post is now without the funny photos as my Flickr gallery was deleted in mid 2025 after almost 20 years of uploading images. Their annual subscription made it impossible to keep. What would you do if you had 40 x foam blocks obtained from the packaging of new HP hard-drives? Some might... Continue Reading →
Excuse me while I have a laugh about a recent article at Flying Solo. It outlines the 22 things you MUST do every day - many that I really would NOT do, not even if you paid me. Let me explain... This is the Flying Solo recipe for bliss and prosperity. Noel has managed to... Continue Reading →
stephentrepreneur is pronounced steve-on-tre-pren-yerrr That's me on the left, with Kelly Noble and Steve Testar. Yes, it is a combination of Stephen and Entrepreneur . Say it aloud. Repeat several times. Then say "Oooh, now I get it!"
You know, I've got this bunch of posts that dive into the whole "be yourself," "stick to your convictions," and "embrace the present" vibes. It's kind of my thing. Yet it's not just a fleeting thought; I often end up exploring why we should confidently shout "FUCK NO!" in different corners of our lives, whether... Continue Reading →
Honesty seems to be the ... honest thing to do. Yet honesty is a bit like that wacky neighbor who always shows up uninvited but somehow manages to make every party a little more interesting. Take Cheers, for example. Remember Cliff Clavin? That guy had a fact for every occasion. He couldn't help himself, and... Continue Reading →
Some things on the internet are extremely difficult to believe if they are real or not. OK, ok, 99% of the internet is unbelievable. Even the stuff that says "Yeah, this is real" invariably isn’t. This is yet another of those occasions - but I am prepared to eat humble pie if this proves to... Continue Reading →
If you are anything like me (and gawd forbid you are!), you’ll like your socks folded in half, not inside each other. You like your socks to be paired up with its twin, not dark brown with black. You like your socks all lined up from thickest to thinnest in your top drawer, easy to... Continue Reading →
ACNielsen have determined some amazing facts about Aussie Males, specifically how men manage their appearance. In July this year they managed to convince a few million Australian men to confess their spending habits on clothing, accessories, hair care products, magazines and beer. Amazingly, the report shows nothing about their preference in women or anything about... Continue Reading →
Having a blog for yourself, your business, your product, or just for fun is vitally important in today’s world. In early 2004 Australians were fully flung into the deep end of blogging. A few computer magazines advertising blogger.com - and within months online-written-content exploded 25-fold across Australia. The WWW began hearing new voices from down... Continue Reading →
[…] with XXY, and alone now, has taught me that my brain is wired differently to most – yet I…
[…] Living with XXY, and alone now, has taught me that my brain is wired differently to most – yet…