THE MATCH COMMITTEE: Roosters Footy Club
Go look, laugh.
Witty. Makes me chuckle weekly.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Monday, March 21, 2011
Monday, March 14, 2011
Sinking feeling
That moment.
That single, earth shattering moment.
Where you realise you have made the biggest mistake of your life so far.
That single, earth shattering moment.
Where you realise you have made the biggest mistake of your life so far.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
The good fight
An old Cherokee is teaching his grandson about life. "A fight is going on inside me," he said to the boy.
"It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves. One is evil - he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego." He continued, "The other is good - he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith. The same fight is going on inside you - and inside every other person, too."
The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather, "Which wolf will win?"
The old Cherokee simply replied, "The one you feed."
"It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves. One is evil - he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego." He continued, "The other is good - he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith. The same fight is going on inside you - and inside every other person, too."
The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather, "Which wolf will win?"
The old Cherokee simply replied, "The one you feed."
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
No Surprises
A heart that's full up like a landfill,
a job that slowly kills you,
bruises that won't heal.
You look so tired-unhappy,
bring down the government,
they don't, they don't speak for us.
I'll take a quiet life,
a handshake of carbon monoxide,
with no alarms and no surprises,
Silence, silence.
This is my final fit,
my final bellyache
with no alarms and no surprises,
Such a pretty house
and such a pretty garden.
No alarms and no surprises, please.
a job that slowly kills you,
bruises that won't heal.
You look so tired-unhappy,
bring down the government,
they don't, they don't speak for us.
I'll take a quiet life,
a handshake of carbon monoxide,
with no alarms and no surprises,
Silence, silence.
This is my final fit,
my final bellyache
with no alarms and no surprises,
Such a pretty house
and such a pretty garden.
No alarms and no surprises, please.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Ksubi Baddies Sleeveless Tee
Monday, January 3, 2011
Sunday, January 2, 2011
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