Chronic Haiku

O lovely Chronic
Thou hailest from Nimbin town
Blaze on son, blaze on.

I AM STONED AS A MOTHERFUCKER.

Leaving

I am home now, but my heart still beats for ol' Melbourne town.

I cried at the airport. Not just because I was coming down from a big night out - because I didn't want to leave. Over the course of a month the place had assimilated me, and now I was tearing myself away, painfully, wrongfully. I didn't want to come to the airport. I didn't come here to pay a $70 excess baggage fee, nor did I come here to be told I couldn't take musical instruments as carry-on baggage. I came to this hellhole to reluctantly leave, and that I did. So I cried in front of passing hostesses, pilots, passengers. Saying goodbye sucks.

David Shrigley

Check out this artist from Glasgow - his work is hilarious.

The Trifecta

ANDRE 3000.  

PHARRELL.

PRINCE.

Now go cream yo selves ladies.

Evolution

As much as I'd like to think I've matured and evolved as an intelligent, spiritual human being, I still can't deny that I fricken LOVE shoes.  This doesn't do a lot for feminism generally, but who gives a crap.  I just bought a pair of chunky black platform stilettos covered in zips and metal rings, and goddamn I look like I could kick some friggedy ass in them.  

Cowardice

Cowardice: the perceived failure to demonstrate sufficient robustness in the face of a challenging situation.  "To see the right and not to do it is cowardice." (Confucius)

Some may argue that in certain situations it can be difficult to "see the right" as Confucius puts it.  This, in my humble opinion, is a crock of shit.

Have we become so fucking new age postmodern glib that we have lost interest in truly endeavouring to understand how other people think and feel?  Sometimes it seems too much of a challenge to look beyond our own perspective when me make choices about our actions.  

Are we not 'robust' enough for a little compromise?

Don't get me wrong now, I am a big fan of looking out for Number One.  An important part of that is making sure Number One feels good about Number One.  Which means trying my darndest not to be a Class A fuckwit.  That is all.