Off to London tomorrow for the weekend with my 9 year old daughter. This is the first time that just the 2 of us have been away together. I find it very exciting and I am really looking forward to it. I know that it will be a great opportunity to have conversations that we normally never do and to create a whole new layer upon the foundation of our relationship. She is also really excited which makes it so special. Its one of these things that she will remember for the rest of her life. This is the first time that she has ever been to the UK as well.
Compared to this, European game shows are for wimps!
Interesting approach by a very pissed of brother 🙂
Interesting reading over the last 2 days about Tiger Woods heartfelt apology to the world. My question is, ‘why bother’? Who’s fucking business is it, other than his and his wife? This sanctimonious bullshit is now what is expected, not to mention an immediate bout of therapy at an institution and without doubt a dollop of religion thrown into the mix as well. The trouble is that this bullshit seems to work. I am not sure who is the biggest fool in this 3 act play, Woods or the press/public.
Personally I think he would be more true to himself to tell the press and every other bleeding heart to simply “fuck off and mind their own business”. When did you ever see Jack Nicholson ever apologise for rogering some woman, and has it done his career any harm?
Only the truly cycnical would suggest that its only because of the money.
“a slut is a person of any gender who has the courage to lead life according to the radical proposition that sex is nice and pleasure is good for you.”
Definition from a book called “The Ethical Slut”.
Off to Lausanne for 2 days. Lets see what adventures that might bring. Unlikely to be hugely exciting as I am there for work.
Once upon a time, a guy asked a girl, “Will you marry me?”
The girl said “NO!”
And the girl lived happily ever after and went shopping, dancing, had a clean house, never had to cook, never argued, traveled more , went to the ballet, never watched football, never wore stupid lacy lingerie that went up her ass, had high self-esteem, never cried or yelled and felt and looked fabulous in sweat pants.
Thank you Lisa for this illuminating fairytale 🙂