Sunday, 28 December 2008
With new car and feeling a little down I decided fishing would be the thing to do. Not much happening on tv except the cricket and quite frankly that is as boring as watching paint dry at the moment. Not having wet a line in ages, I was quite adamant I would catch the first fish....and YES, I did but wait for it.... none worth keeping, they were all too small.
Here you see the 2nd biggest silver bream which was about the size of a cigarette packet. Oh well, better luck next time.
Time to move camp and head to a different spot when driving a mother cassowary and her twin chicks were walking across the road. Cassowaries are an endangered species with approx only 1500 left. Cassowaries are the third largest bird on the planet. They feed mainly on fruits and people are discouraged from feeding them as they become too familiar with humans and can rely on them for food. Cassowaries have been known to attack and have powerful legs with which they use to attack and possibly disembowel their victim. I stopped the car as the chicks kept running in front and then when attempting to pass he would run back and forth, eventually we got past, all the while momma was happily eating roadside keeping a watchful eye on the enthusiastic chicks.
Here in my own backyard every afternoon there is a visitor of a male peafowl or peacock. He wanders through my yard, minding his own business eating any insects that he finds. Every night you can here the cries of the peacock which is said to occur during mating season, I have yet to see a female pea hen. Tikky and Felix, the masters of the house were delighted when they first seen the giant bird and crouched in the grass. The peacock was non-plussed and walked straight past them, and now I think they have given up on a feast that only pussy cats dream of. I have been trying for a few weeks to get a decent photo to share with you all and so far this is as good as I can get.
Wednesday, 17 December 2008
Chief Dunce award would go to the parents from New Jersey who complained a store would not ice their sons name upon his birthday cake. Come on, surely they can't be that daft to not know naming their son Adolf Hitler would cause some mumblings along the line in the little guys life. Yes it is every parents right to name their offspring as they choose but in extremely bad taste to name one after a most despicable man of history. I am even more amazed that they were allowed to register the boys name as such. The one to suffer in all of this is the child, the parents are full of their own importance. Bunch of idiots. No other way to describe them. The above picture describes them to a T.
Late last week Victorian Police shot and killed a 15 year old boy at a skate park. Allegedly he was waving two knives around at various members of the public and threatening police. It has been reported that the teenager was sprayed not once but twice with capsicum spray to no avail and yet he continued to threaten the police. The police involved say that when he advanced toward them waving the knives around, they opened fired and subsequently the boy died. There has been calls for the supposedly non lethal tasers to be issued to members of the police force. A very sad time for the family and friends of the young man, and dare I say just as devastating for the police involved. If one can forget for a moment the age of the young man involved, how else would you expect the police to act if a person was threatening to harm others with a just as lethal weapon? It only takes one wrong move and anyone close enough including the police could of been harmed or killed. The law is the law and if you can run amok and threaten people with weapons, then you expect to be dealt with until you are stopped. What would the outcry of been if any perpetrator was allowed to continue and possibly maim or kill another. We can ask what if for eternity but on that fateful day, what if didn't come into it. The situation was dealt with for there and then, not what if. Nothing will bring the young man back and the grief for his family would be immeasurable.
Thursday, 11 December 2008
Monday, 8 December 2008
Time and time again you hear people say that being educated in the sense of going to a university or college matters nothing. I think it don't matter either but it is glaringly obvious as to how one gets treated if the difference is there. I kinda get pissed off when I feel people patronise me. I may not have a degree or diploma but I know bullshit a mile off when I see it. Don't pat me on the head and say there, now. I follow gut instincts and am fair to say those instincts are rarely off the mark. I don't surround myself with fellow people who are part of an in crowd, I have no need to boost my standing in life in any way, shape or form. The dictionary is an interesting book, lots can be learned from it, but if I have to converse with half the vocabulary from the book of many words and meanings to be thought worthy then go find your entertainment elsewhere.
As this post originally started out about the differences in how people interact and treat others according to education standards, today I received an email telling me that the Holocaust is being removed from the UK schools curriculum as it offends the Muslims who apparently believe this travesty and waste of human lives never existed. I could not find anything, anyone out there shed any light on this or is it just rumor mongering at its best?
Thursday, 4 December 2008
James Bidgood is a naughty man who should be thrown out of parliament according to the Opposition.
Mr Bidgood took a photograph of a man who had doused himself in petrol and then threatened to set himself alight. He offered to sell the said photo to a newspaper in exchange for a $1000 donation to charity. There are howls from the corridors of Parliament House for Kevin Rudd to reprimand the errant MP or sack him.
Marat Aminov's parents have been on a bridging visa for the last 10 years here in Australia and in desperation over the plight of his aging parents, Aminov thought this was the best plan to draw attention to the agonising situation his parents face.
There are calls for an inquiry and a code of conduct to be written up for all members. While one understands the terrible and anxious time it must be for the parents, if they have been waiting for ten years for the visa rigmarole to be sorted, who was in power for most of those last years? Not the current government but the now whining opposition. As for Bidgood's photograph, well if it wasn't him then any other member of the public could of done so. Here we have a man who went to extreme measures to draw attention to his parents situation but the Oppositon's criticism and harping on about it is all hot air. Do you really care about a member of parliament taking a photo or a lunatic attempting to set him self alight in a public gallery, afterall Aminov ultimately got the attention he was originally seeking.
Monday, 1 December 2008
Here is the latest in meme's from Sunday Stealing..
LAYER 1: Tell us your...
* Name: Joanne
* Birthday (month, day): March 5
* Birthplace: Launceston, Tasmania
* Current location: Cairns, Queensland
* Eye color: dark blue
* Hair color: black
* Height: 157cm
* Righty or lefty: right...my first name should be always..kidding
* Zodiac sign: Pieces
LAYER 2: What's...
* Your heritage: I'm a convict lol
* The shoes you wore today: none, went barefoot
* Your weakness: jam
* Your fears: no jam
* Your perfect pizza: seafood, no anchovies, who eats them stinky hairy fish?
* Goals you’d like to achieve: to say goodbye at those in control
* Your first waking thoughts: did i fart in my sleep?
* Your best physical feature: my eyes
* Your most missed memory: my dad, Jaimi and February 2006
LAYER 3: Do you...
* Smoke: yes and flames appear out of my nostrils when seething mad
* Cuss: when I have to
* Sing: like a cat whose tail has been stood on
* Do you think you’ve been in love: I know it
* Did you go to college: nunyaa
* Liked high school: only when I was class clown
* Want to get/stay married: I'd like to but it isn't necessary
* Believe in yourself: no
* Think you’re attractive: no
* Think you’re a health freak: definitely not
* Get along with your parent(s): no
* Like thunderstorms: Not all the time , at times I get afraid
* Play an instrument: I can play When the Saints go Marching In on piano lol , does that count
LAYER 4: In the past month have you…
* Drank alcohol: yes, not enough though
* Smoked: yes
* Done a drug: only caffeine, that's a drug so they say.
* Made out: nunyaa
* Gone on a date: no
* Gone to the mall: no
* Eaten an entire box of Oreos:. eeew how could anyone do that
* Eaten sushi: never in my life have I eaten sushi
* Been on stage: not in last month, but life is one big stage isn't it?
* Been dumped: no
* Gone skating: no
* Gone skinny dipping: as if I would, too many nosey parkers in this town
* Stolen Anything: never
LAYER 5: Have you ever…
* Played a game that required removal of clothing: Of course, I lost until I cheated
* Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: a few times but no hangover the next day
* Been caught “doing something”: nunyaa
* Been called a tease: never
* Gotten beaten up: plenty
* Shoplifted: not on your life, people who shop lift need hands removed
* Age you did get/hope to be married: once I did, don't believe in fairytales
* Numbers and names of children (either you have or want): nunyaa
* Describe your dream mate: dark, handsome, and quiet
* How do you want to die: hopefully quickly, painlessly and after sex
* What did you want to be when you grow up: paramedic or nurse
* What country would you most like to visit: come on, those who know me, know the answer to that.
LAYER 7: Now tell...
* Name a drug you’ve taken illegally: many moons ago, pot
* Name a person you could trust with my life: Jameeca
* Name a favorite CD that you own: The Hum of Life and AcDc...Back in Black
* Number of piercings: two
* Number of tattoos: no...women and tattooos unless tastefully done are yuk
* Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper: not on most wanted list thats for sure but approx 6 times.
* Name a past experience that you regret: I regret the amount of trust I have placed in people in the past.
Does any of the readers know what kind of bird this is?
Today I was sitting near by back door when this little fellow just appeared. It cheeped so quietly I quickly looked around to see where Felix was, no problem there, fast asleep on my dining table. Happy to leave him there for now, I wasn't going to allow this one to end up as his dinner.
The chick was so calm, it let me walk up and pick it up, no hassles.
Not being in a position to care for it myself, I rang wildlife rescue people and within half hour, they arrived and took the chick into care where it can be properly looked after. I have no idea what kind of bird it is.
As much as I love my cats, I can't stand to see them eat helpless animals.
Friday, 28 November 2008
Time it eases heartache,
the memories always remain,
Of smiles , fun and laughter
and playing in the rain.
I still feel your arms around me,
a place where I was free
to be just a little girl
who sat upon your knee.
Thirty three years ago you left me,
You were lying so quiet and still,
when Grandad kissed your lifeless cheek
I prayed with all my will.
Gone from mortal life,
I waited for your return,
but Dad you never came home again,
the years, they slowly moved on.
In the darkest of my hours,
in desperate times of need,
I remember being that little girl
who sat upon your knee.
I still miss you Dad x
Baby M...I never got to say goodbye but you are with me always.
Sunday, 16 November 2008
Thursday, 13 November 2008
Sniffling away, face in a handful of tissues, I decided to have a go at the honey, lemon and tea drink. Ugh that has to be the most terrible thing to drink but I had two cups of it....no going back I give up on that one. I think I will stick to sleep, echinachea and vitamins, fruit juice and water, this is so bad I can't even have a ciggie and nothing normally stops me from doing that, my ribs and stomach hurt when I move...put me out to pasture with Jack the donkey.
Not much to write about, I see a whine from a group the a new law passed here in Australia will mean women who wrongfully collected child support from men have to pay it back. So they should , if you accuse/blame someone and you have collected monetary gain from that, then pay it back. I can't even recall what exact group but did see one woman say it would place unnecessary strain on the woman and the children! Stiff, too bad, pay it back!!
The price of taxi cabs here is ridiculous, $44 return, (my car still off road) Yeah good way to get fit and keep my money in my own pocket, what a rip off, might get a horse and cart.
Moving right along to our own police force... most, not all are very fair and understanding. Then you have those who think that just because they are in the force, it gives them the rights to speak to you the way they like, pass judgements on you, how do you stand up against a copper who yells in your face and says, "You wanna argue about this?" I am not afraid to make the right complaint to the highest office in the land about those like that.
Then along to blackmail..do any of you know what it is like to be basically blackmailed by a government department and then they step in and take control of your life? As many times as they like, they can grind me into the dirt, I am going to come back and all the mistakes made WILL eventually see the light, they may have won the battle but not the WAR!!
Today I shouldn't be complaining, the sun is shining, the birds are out in the trees the world still continues despite my little rant and there are worse off than me but it sure helps to get it out and some little parts , do your own improvisation, imagine me yelling.
Right now, am off to use the lavendar Seignadou soap, the handmade ones from the nuns..just beautiful. Thank you Jameeca.
I'm looking for something to humor me, when I find it I will be back to share it with you all...oh before I go, someone sent me an email with an American dollar note , a picture of Obama on it and hilarious written at email heading, it was almost like a negative, all you could see was his teeth and eyes shining white, I find this NOT funny and if anyone would like to send me further stuff like that, find yourself off my list. Have a good day friends I shall be back soon :)
Tuesday, 11 November 2008
Let the children of today not be allowed to forget the sacrifices made by men and women in all wars..this is a poem previously posted on Anzac Day and I would like to share it again for this 90th anniversary of the end of World War 1...the signing of the Armistice.
The Soldier stood and faced his God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining,
Just as brightly as his brass.
"Step forward now, you Soldier,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?"
The Soldier squared his shoulders and said,
"No, my Lord, I ain't.
Because those of us who carry guns,
Can't always be a saint.
I've had to work most Sundays,
And at times my talk was tough.
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.
But, I never took a dollar,
That wasn't mine to keep...
Though I worked a lot of overtime,
When the bills got just too steep.
And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at times I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God, forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.
I know I don't deserve a place,
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around,
Except to calm their fears.
If you've a place for me here, Lord,
It needn't be so grand.
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand.
There was a silence all around the throne,
Where the Saints had often trod.
As the Soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.
"Step forward now, you Soldier,
You've borne your burdens well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."
Today I sat with a group of people, chatting about anything and everything. I noticed one woman in particular liked to do most of the talking and that was fine, am happy to sit in the background and observe.
This woman Diane, was quite readily sharing how between her pension and her husbands there was a combined income of $9000 per month after taxes and bills. Wow...they must of worked hard and built a great retirement fund and kudos to them for that.
Various hobbies were brought up, fishing, gardening but the favorite of both was to head off to the casino and gamble. Well they worked hard and it's their money so why not if no one gets hurt.
What really made my ears prick up was when Diane started to whine about how her man had ordered home delivered chinese take out for her after a long day and she would stop doing things for him, as in her opinion he sat in his recliner too much. This all from a woman who admitted she would take out $300 from his wallet and leave him with $100...liked to use his money as well as her own to gamble away...but wait he wasn't allowed to do so, and when he did, Diane says it annoyed her.
My point to all this is, where do women like Diane get off thinking that it is acceptable to whine and bitch about your man, in front of anyone. I felt sorry for the husband. Why is it that women feel it is funny to ridicule their partner to others, complain incessantly...where is the respect?
Poor hubby may not be perfect but hell if I was a man and had a woman who thought it was her god given right to have it all, who took most of the money and laughed, then had a hissy fit because he ordered her chinese take out...complained if monies was spent doing same thing she did then I'd get rid of her real quick.
I know I am old fashioned in a lot of the ways I think but would rather old fashioned values than rudeness and sheer disrespect.
Friday, 7 November 2008
I stole this meme from Jams over at The Poor Mouth and thought why not..
Four jobs I have had:
1: Fruit packer and sorter
2: Industrial cleaner
3: Aged care
4: Customer Service at Kebab shop
Four films I can watch over and over:
1: The Green Mile
2: The Fifth Element
3: Any Austin Powers movie
4: Silence of the Lambs
Four places I have lived:
3: Mount Isa
Four tv shows I love:
1: The news
2: The NRL Footy Show
3: The Great Outdoors
4: A Current Affair
Four places I've been on holiday:
none to write about
Four of my favourite meals:
1: Fish and seafood
3: Steak and vegetables
4: Chicken Kebabs
Four websites I visit daily:
Most of my links I visit, more than 4.
Four places I'd like to be right now:
1: On a southern farm
2: Macchu Pichu
3: Any beach
4: Having tea with the Dalai Lama
Four bloggers I tag:
Any who wish to do so.
Firstly I would like to thank the well wishes and patience of fellow readers. Then, most importantly I would like to thank Pam over at Life On A Southern Farm. Today in the mail a parcel arrived from Pam filled with lots of goodies, a gorgeous framed photo of Jack with another photo of him, a bag of various items from a Georgia farm...an arrowhead, a piece of pottery, an old button, stone and a guinea feather. In this parcel was also PeeWee Dog. He has been lovingly hand crafted by Pam and will be adopted by my daughter Holly. Pam, you do such a wonderful job with your needlework and if I could be half as good then my sewing would be great. Although the larger percentage of you are thousands upon thousands of miles away, the kind thoughts and well wishes mean more to me at this point in time than any of you may imagine. I expect nothing in life but friendship and what I received today is more valuable than any riches of gold or money and will be treasured for ever. In the darkest of moments, when the hill is too big to climb and faced with insurmountable odds, facing the mother of all fights and a fight I plan to win....it is the caring of people like Pam and you all that are the difference to another day. Thank you all and Pam, may you always be blessed for the good lady you are .
Monday, 20 October 2008
Today my car is almost a total right off after a back end collision and that has just pushed me to the edge. What I do say is that in the near future I will be back, I just can't deal with what has happened and do it online. I am sorry.
Monday, 13 October 2008
Your PERSONAL issues Score is 70%.
Your ECONOMIC issues Score is 50%.
According to your answers, the political group that agrees with you most is...
CENTRISTS espouse a "middle ground" regarding government control of the economy and personal behavior. Depending on the issue, they sometimes favor government intervention and sometimes support individual freedom of choice.
Centrists pride themselves on keeping an open mind,
tend to oppose "political extremes," and emphasize what
they describe as "practical" solutions to problems.
Take the quiz and see where you are on the chart.
Am sure these will become all the fashion for spoiled moggies worldwide.
Why am I not surprised....
The new playstation game for those in their twilight years....
Just thought I would share some images that came via email today. I have certainly needed a good laugh over the past few weeks and these gave me plenty, then again have a look at this innovative idea..Just what all squirrels require for their nuts.
Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but check when you say the paint is wet?
Why doesn't glue stick to the bottle?
Why do they use sterilized needles for death by lethal injection?
Why doesn't Tarzan have a beard?
Why does Superman stop bullets with his chest, but ducks when you throw a revolver at him?
Why do Kamikaze pilots wear helmets?
Whose idea was it to put an 'S' in the word 'Lisp'?
If people evolved from apes, why are there still apes?
Why is it that no matter what color bubble bath you use the bubbles are always white?
Why do people constantly return to the refrigerator with hopes that something new to eat will have materialized?
Why do people keep running over a string a dozen times with their vacuum cleaner, then reach down, pick it up, examine it, then put it down to give the vacuum one more chance?
How do those dead bugs get into those enclosed light fixtures?
When we are in the supermarket and someone rams our ankle with a shopping cart then apologizes for doing so, why do we say, 'It's all right?' Well, it isn't all right, so why don't we say, 'That hurt, you stupid idiot?'
In winter why do we try to keep the house as warm as it was in summer when we complained about the heat?
How come you never hear father-in-law jokes?
The Sometimes Meme is this weeks theme from Sunday Stealing.
Sometimes I just need: A hug .
Sometimes I want: To wake and know someone really does love me besides my children.
Sometimes I like to: know what is going on in my banker's head.
Sometimes all it takes: Is a little too much accelerator and before you know it police have got you again!!
Sometimes I picture: What you all look like naked.
Sometimes I wish: I had one chance.
Sometimes I find: no toilet paper on the roll at most inconvenient times.
Sometimes I take: great joy in learning new things.
Sometimes I look: like a witch at 6 am.
Sometimes I hate: myself for having a heart.
Sometimes it’s nice: to be told you are loved.
Sometimes it hurts: when you forget that a sliding glass door isn't open all the way and you run through it.
Sometimes it makes me happy: to see my children laughing and playing especially at the beach.
Sometimes it’s sad: to eat dinner alone at night, but then you only have to please yourself as to what you cook or don't.
Sometimes I listen: to the sounds of the rain falling on my roof at night to help me sleep.
Sometimes I sleep: with my arms and legs wrapped around my pillow.
Sometimes I like to watch: how people act around each other especially in town or at the traffic lights.
Sometimes I feel: all it takes is a smile and good manners, they are free.
Sometimes I rant: when the child molesters get off scott free.
Sometimes I never: take the skin off before eating sausages.
Sometimes I really: wish he could see and feel what I see and feel
Wednesday, 8 October 2008
Monday, 6 October 2008
Roast with potatoes and peas, carrot and cauliflower. Toiling over a hot stove all afternoon (not really but it sounded good), cooking up a storm with a piece of beef that had been marinating in red wine with thyme and black peppercorns, I had a brainwave earlier to make a pavlova. Hmm that was a disaster, at the time of typing I debate whether to show you a photo or make another and hope it turns out. I can never get it quite right all the time and this was one of those moments, it was flatter than a nuns chest which made me thankful I didn't have dinner guests. The boys are all for eating it now, minus the whipped cream and whatever topping of fruits I find to decorate it with. The boys had to have a turn of the electric beaters, and it took me back to the days when we would crowd around mother and whine to lick the beaters or have the bowl when she was done. Anyone remember dipping their fingers in and taking a sly taste , the difference here is they just done it right in front of my eyes but I couldn't get mad, it's a part of childhood. Am happy that the boys take a rather enthusiastic approach in the kitchen and are always curious to learn new recipes. They think I am a great cook, they know no different which is all good but they still balk at a lot of vegetables unless you make stew, fried rice or salad, then they don't think to look for them. So many ways to disguise what they say yuk to yet readily eat without realising it is there. I find that good old pumpkin is the easiest to hide, mashed and added to stew/casserole liquid, they have no idea. Am off to improve my culinary skills and attempt another pavlova...now who is game enough to come for dinner?
At a certain age women should: realise when they are too old to have babies and also that dressing like a teenager does them no favors if they are over 30.
At a certain age men should: know no matter how hard they try, the younger ones will always see them as lecherous old perves.
When I was a kid I thought I would: grow up, which is difficult.
Now that I am older I wish: I had done a paramedics course.
You know you are too old to party when: You are never too old!
You know you are too young to retire when: you have more spring in your step than your boss who is 20 years younger.
When I was in high school I listened to the music of: KISS, AC/DC and any new pop stuff that was in the 70's and 80's.
Nowadays I find I like the music of: Anything except rap.
On my last birthday I: received a huge bouquet of flowers.
On my next birthday I want to: make snow angels.
The best birthday present I ever got was: the flowers and my first handbag from my dad.
The first time I felt grown up was: when I entered a casino unchallenged at 15.
The last time I felt like a kid was: yesterday.
When I read my first pregnancy test and the manual on how to operate an electric can opener (lol) it changed my life.
Last year was: mediocre, lots of sadness and memories.
Next year I hope: to at least smile when I wake up everyday.
Another Sunday Meme from Sunday Stealing. Many answers I could of put but chose the ones I thought of at first.
Sunday, 5 October 2008
A man is driving down a deserted stretch of highway when he notices a sign out of the corner of his eye....It reads:
SISTERS OF ST. FRANCIS
HOUSE OF PROSTITUTION
He thinks this is a figment of his imagination
and drives on without second thought....
Soon he sees another sign which reads:
SISTERS OF ST. FRANCIS
HOUSE OF PROSTITUTION
Suddenly he begins to realize that these signs are for real and drives past a third sign saying:
SISTERS OF ST. FRANCIS
HOUSE OF PROSTITUTION
His curiosity gets the best of him and he pulls into the drive. On the far side of the parking lot is a stone building with a small sign next to the door reading:
SISTERS OF ST. FRANCIS
He climbs the steps and rings the bell. The door is answered by a nun in a long black habit who asks, 'What may we do for you my son?'
He answers, 'I saw your signs along the highway and was interested in possibly doing business....'
'Very well my son. Please follow me.' He is led through many winding passages and is soon quite disoriented. The nun stops at a closed door and tells the man, 'Please knock on this door.'
He does so and another nun in a long habit, holding a tin cup answers the door... This nun instructs, 'Please place $100 in the cup then go through the large wooden door at the end of the hallway.'
He puts $100 in the cup, eagerly trots down the hall and slips through the door pulling it shut behind him.
The door locks, and he finds himself back in the parking lot facing another sign:
GO IN PEACE. YOU HAVE JUST BEEN
SCREWED BY THE SISTERS OF ST. FRANCIS.
SERVES YOU RIGHT,
Saturday, 4 October 2008
Friday, 3 October 2008
Murder, executions...call it what you will. These three directly caused the deaths of 200 people and so many others suffered horrendous injuries when they chose to detonate a bomb in Bali all in the name of Jemmaah Islamiyah. Yet when or should I say IF, these three are executed, they promise retribution. Hypothetically if the Bali bombings never occurred, peoples of the world would still be held to ransom and made to pay in one way or another when they go on preaching jihad.
He has stated his belief that Indonesia must adhere to Sharia law and has renewed his calls for an Islamic state in Indonesia. "There is no nobler life than to die as a martyr for jihad. None. The highest deed in Islam is Jihad. If we commit to Jihad, we can neglect other deeds, even fasting and prayer".
In a speech following the Bali attacks Bashir stated,' I support Osama bin Laden's struggle because his is the true struggle to uphold Islam.'. the Indonesian islamic cleric is portrayed strongly in Western media as an extreme thinker who inspires deadly actions , however to Bashir the true terrorists are America and Israel.
The terrorism activities wont stop regardless of whether or not Samudra, Mukhlas and Amrozi are executed. I do care about executions, a grey area where there has been innocent peoples put to death but these three will get less than what they deserve. In death they will be heroes, the world doesn't need heroes like these.
This is nothing new, we have been using chicken shit for ages in pots and plants, being careful not to use too much as it can burn your plants. According to this, the use of chicken poop as a fertilizer is making a comeback with farmers as the costs of commercial fertilizers is rising. This is however not making happy campers with all....
An increased use of poultry litter as farm fertilizer can lead to high concentrations of phosphorus in surface run-off, potentially contaminating bodies of surface water, said Bill Hargrove, director of the Kansas Centre for Agricultural Resources and the Environment (KCARE).
Indeed, Oklahoma has sued poultry producers over what it says is an excess of chicken litter spread as fertilizer that is polluting the state's watershed.
The Poultry Community Council has argued that poultry litter is a valuable economic commodity for farmers and that any contamination of waterways is comparable to areas where the chicken waste is not used.
A federal judge on Monday rejected Oklahoma's request for an injunction against spreading chicken litter, though the lawsuit remains ongoing.
So if there is an abundance of pooper scoopers out there, get some of them unemployed dole bludgers off their ass and shovel shit, at least you are making an honest dollar.
Isn't this just the cutest little boy, he looks almost angelic like. Yet, he has the mouth of a sewer rat and manners you would expect to find in the pub. If you care to have a look at this 41 second video, you will see how Little Gordon addresses his mother after she has made his lunch for school. While you are there have a quick peek at some of the comments.
He's doing a Gordon Ramsey impersonation.
Get out of your fucking Cave and wake up the world.
He's not a brat, he's an actor - And a rather decent one for his age and the context.totallybiannca (28 minutes ago)hahahahaha funny stuff :P
he impersinates good.
neckroz123 (27 minutes ago)if i was that little pricks father he would be IN the wall behind him and that sandwich would be shoved down his mouth HOLE! i cant believe people actually find this funny its a load of bullshit! that kid needs a good smack across the ass with a belt.
Myself I do not find this even mildly amusing. Yes he may be doing a take on Gordon Ramsey but he is STILL only a child. Kids have been seen swearing in movies and television shows for decades now and it might be just me but I find nothing funny about a 9 year old swearing his guts out and abusing his mother. You will hear children swearing in the playground and at home, even when they are out and about in public but I just can't see why people are laughing at this at all. For me, if they find this hilarious, says a lot about their standards. There are more videos showing him going off at the canteen ladies. All this is supposed to help educate the world about healthy eating habits and bad food services. Gordon Ramsey the older one, is an adult, am sure he would not be seen to swear like he does in front of children, his television shows are not meant for kids to view anyway. Am i just old fashioned and a stick in the mud or do others find this kind of thing acceptable?
Monday, 29 September 2008
Got this from Ginro's site. Amazing stuff.
Here is the height of selfishness. Some may think it is ok, I think it's madness , go read the full story and make up your own mind. It just shows, no matter if you have a degree, it does NOT necessarily make you smart. Clearly this woman is not. Advertising on the net for a sperm donor and then stating she does not want the donor to be involved in the child's life as a father. What a woman! I laughed hard at the male replies, almost falling over themselves offering to be the donor, they look like adolescent school boys and should wipe the dribble from their chins before they start dribbling elsewhere.
Off on a little jaunt around the countryside, was decided to take a few photos to share with you all. The first two are taken from the lookout , looking up the Johnstone River towards town. This is a favorite haunt for those who go parking, not that I ever did...and when I first came here the road was dirt, it was in the horse and cart days ..yes I am kidding. Now the road has been sealed and housing developments are popping up all over the place, is just up the road from the local crocodile farm where a rather large croc named Gregory lives. Click onto his name and see a short 41 second video of the huge creature who is a star attraction.
Then off we went to the beach and wasn't there for long, very hot and windy. For the little time we spent on the beach I found a tiny sea urchin with some of its spikes still attached. Jack found a large oyster shell, am glad there was no oyster inside it. I could of pretended to eat it but was found empty. Sure enough as kids will do, they was straight down to the waters edge and they discovered the remains of a barracuda, the fillets had already been removed and the carcass was all that was left.
I don't know how much detail you can see in the next photo but it is a little purple flower hanging on a vine in the rainforest which is adjacent to the beach we visited. There is plenty to do in this area, I don't think it is appreciated as much as it should be.
I was over at Crushed's site touring around blogs, followed his link to Judd Corizan's site and am joining in on the Sunday Stealing meme. I think its a great idea and interesting....
Welcome back to Sunday Stealing. Here we will steal all types of memes from every corner of the blogosphere. Our promise to you is that we will work hard to find both traditional and unique memes. You may have heard of the expression, “honor amongst thieves”. In that age-old tradition, we also have our rules. First, we always credit the blog that we stole it from and we will “fess up” to the blog owner where we stole the meme. We also provide a link to the victim's post. (It's our way of saying "Thanks!") We do sometimes edit the original meme, usually to either make it more relevant to our global players, or make it less repetitive.
My favorite age: 40, it's when I started learning there are people in the world who matter and real men do exist.
My best friend(s): My hobby farm consultant, Gina, and Rita.
My celebrity crush: Lots here, I would have to say, Patrick Swayze comes first followed by Robert Downey Jr.
My defining characteristic: My sense of what is right and wrong and ability to laugh.
My most evil moment: Having the sim card and phone locked on my ex's mobile phone when he wouldn't return it back to me. Was mine anyway.
My favorite food: Moreton Bay Bugs mmmm
My grossest injury: A dog bite just underneath my eye but that was when I was a wee child.
My biggest hatred: Is of Those who think they know you better than yourself
My most illegal activity: When I tried pot.
My need for justice: That those in positions of power have their power halved, that they be removed from the pedestal they put themselves on. Those who make decisions that ultimately affect us all, come down from their ivory towers and see how life is, not just cos it says something else in a text book.
My most knowledgeable field: Life in general as a mother and working with aged people who have dementia/alzheimers and those who require high care in nursing homes.
My life’s goal: To see my children healthy and happy and to dunk the hobby farm consultant.
My mother’s influence:. Not to treat my children the way she did us, and to never turn my back on them.
My nerdiest point: Loving it when I was doing work experience in the Library and also being involved in Drama plays.
My oldest memory: Going to Sunday School and then onto the movies. I recall nicking off from my older sisters and taking the ferry across the Mersey River alone at 4, and my Grandad waiting for me on the other side with a switchy stick lol.
My perfect date: On the beach at sunset with a picnic basket, just the two of us.
My unanswered question: If there is a God, surely he would not allow all the suffering we see in the world on such a grand scale, for example, the starving children of Africa.
My random fact: When you sneeze, air escapes your nostrils at 150kph
My stupidest decision: To take the advice of a solicitor which in turn caused years of heartache.
My favorite television show: The Great Outdoors
My style of underwear: Nun.....kidding
My favorite vegetable: pumpkin, but I like them all really. Variety.
My weakest trait: Allowing others to use me
My X-men power: ..
My strongest yearning: To live life virtually hassle free and for those who intrude on my personal space without my consent, to bugger off.
My moment of Zen: I don't have one particular moment.
Saturday, 27 September 2008
Friday, 26 September 2008
Ever have one of them days when everything seems to irritate you as bad as mozzies on a balmy night? When all you want to do is escape. I wanted to hang a cartoon monkey, I swear I will get to the end of that game, am now at stage 5. Something as simple as a hug would of helped and you can close your eyes and wish so hard but you know it isn't there. So to aid in the cranky pants being worn permanently, off I went and indulged in a cherry ripe and a packet of malteasers. Yes i sought solace in chocolate, which isn't so bad as chocolate is not on the menu every week. It must be a part of the ageing process, am close to ancient and I find bad manners and lack of respect intolerable. Patience is supposed to be a virtue and that runs thin at times. Now that I have had my little rant, I feel so much better and am ready to face the world, tomorrow is another day.
How sad in more ways than one when a 12 year old with the intellect of a 6 year old is presented to the courts for a termination of pregnancy. The young girl is 18 weeks pregnant and according to psychiatrists who examined her, she basically has no real idea of what is going to happen when she has the abortion and that the pregnancy poses more risks than normal, being a detriment to her mental well being. Yes children do experiment with sex, some very young..that is nothing new. A child of 12, whether they are intellectually impaired or not, has no business being pregnant in the first place. Of course it will be easy to say that the male involved should of known better or taken precautions as you could hardly expect a young girl in her position to be responsible. What is being said about the father of the unborn child is that his where abouts are somewhere in the state. Is he intellectually impaired as is the girl? Is he also not in a position to be responsible towards contraception? Is he a male who simply took advantage of the situation at hand, who knows ? A judge in the Queensland court has granted doctors the rights to administer Misoprostol which will eventually cause the expulsion of the fetus. This is one case where there can be no option other than abortion but what a hell of a situation to have in the first place.