Lois McMaster Bujold
"Reputation is what other people know about you. Honour is what you know about yourself."
~Lois McMaster Bujold
"Reputation is what other people know about you. Honour is what you know about yourself."
~Lois McMaster Bujold
I love that Gollywogs are making a comeback. It’s like a giant up yours to the face of political correctness.
Mark December 21st in your calendars people. It’s the “Global Orgasm Day”. Dedicate an orgasm to world peace. Let’s change the world with love. Or at least have fun trying
"It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it."
~Aristotle
11:37pm - THOUGHT: Gees I’m getting tired. I really want to make another hundred kilometers today but maybe I should pull over for a quick twenty minute power nap.
11:44pm - THOUGHT: That looks like an okay place to stop.
11:46pm - OBSERVATION: Oh wow the stars look amazing. So clear, so bright, so many.
11:47pm - THOUGHT: I’ll open the sunroof and put the seat back so I can look at the stars before falling asleep.
6:44am - THOUGHT: PAIN! Oh dear God what is that pain? Where is that pain? It hurts everywhere. What did I do? And where is that light coming from.
FACT: being over-tired, I had fallen asleep for seven hours, wearing nothing more than shorts and a thin t-shirt, totally exposed to the elements while on the tail end of a chest infection.
REFLECTION: Thankfully it is not winter and the temperature only dropped to ten degrees Celsius. Only time will tell if there will be any lasting effects from this latest act of stupidity.
Oh Queensland… You have always been my salvation in the past. The place I come to rejuvenate my soul and gain new perspectives on life.
So why is it this time you have chosen to kick the living shit out of me. Did I really need to learn these lessons with such brutality? Was I so stubborn as to learn with a gentle hand on the shoulder?
None the less, it always is with a great sadness and swelling of my heart that I leave your boarder oh great land of the Queen.
As it turns out, having all you can eat meat at a Brazilian BBQ one night, followed by masses of BBQ pork ribs at the sSs BBQ barn the next, isn’t such a great idea. Time to go see a doctor. This could really screw with my timeline.