I’m not great when it comes to what’s hot, what’s new, what’s even happening right now anywhere (like, have you seen this blog? I’m the hungover, sleeping dude in the back of a van, constantly late for class), so I rely on some YouTube channels to let me know what’s happening, but most importantly to entertain me and cut through the bullshit.
I don’t have time. I have gone down too many video rabbit-hole ventures and am strangely getting more impatient as I get older.
So I’ve made a list of some YouTube channels I’m personally subscribed to that make my days more enjoyable.
Mysteries, thrillers, crime, I live for it. Ho boy, if you saw my Netflix ‘Recently Watched’ you might wonder if I have any joy in my life. Blame my mum and her macabre interests rubbing off on my sister and me.
I found out about this subscription almost a year ago while compiling a list of boxes I’d like to review for the blog. After jotting down a full page of boxes (almost all of them I realised much later don’t even ship to Australia) I found a link to Hunt A Killer, an immersive, on-going spiral of intrigue and insanity (my opinion there), where you’re teamed with a penpal who sends you cryptic shit and basically puts a lot of trust in you, but more about that later..
I remember the first time I told my mum I wanted to get a motorbike. I was eight and I had always loved motorcycles since I first remember seeing one. I liked older cars, thanks to my dad. He was a hot-rod head, drag-racing lover that adored his older cars (when I was a toddler the family car was a red and white 1950s Chevy Biscayne which was always so fun to be in.). My mum could appreciate a nice looking car, also staying true to her Mod styling and loving mopeds. Bikes were different though. My mum had a personal – and valid – reason for not wanting her first daughter to have a bike when she was older. It was strange because the only things I wasn’t allowed to do when I was a kid was watch Clockwork Orange and Fire Walk With Me before I was 18
So, I thought I’d give her a few more years to get used to that.
Fast forward many years later, and my stepdad has his first bike. Theeeen his second. After a little bit of buttering up, some assurance to always be safe and a nudge of convincing to ride on the back, my mum was hooked. Even though I don’t have my own special lady in my life, I love getting on the back of a bike any chance I get.
My parents go to meet-up rides, quick trips to visit my sister and I or just decide to go on more spontaneous adventures to the mountains and beyond. They love going on the Black Dog Ride each year as well as watch bike shows. Now a family favourite – The Walking Dead star, Norman Reedus – has a fresh, killer new show on AMC that’s. Just. Awesome. Let me tell you why..