Saturday, 10 January 2009

Stuff all Saturday...

You know when you buy clothes and you get a button in a tiny bag plastic attached – you know to be used on the off chance that you may never be able to find that particular shade, style and size of white button anywhere else on the planet? Well, I lost a button today and thought about finding the button bag with that matching button in it. Problem is of course, I have kept, like the useless crap hoarder that I am, what seems like hundreds of these bags going back over years. Who has time to look through all these bags for one particular button? Too hard. I used one that looked almost right. Okay, so it’s light pink and not white but it’s the right size and a blind man on a galloping horse would never notice….

Speaking of all things fashionable, I have a couple of author type gigs coming up. A friend asked me what did I plan to wear? Well, just the normal stuff that I wear. Her response – “Are you not going to dress up at all?” Well no, I never do. Anyone who knows me knows I am very causal in dress, speech and style. I hate dressing up. I’m hardly going to change style now. That would be totally against character. Besides what’s wrong with casual? Is an author supposed to dress a certain way? Feather boa? Tiara? Glass slippers? Fairy princess wings? Please advise…

On to this bit of insanity….

The Rudd government has rejected a formal request from the Bush administration to resettle a group of Chinese detained in Guantanamo Bay military prison to Australia.

Well, why would we take people that the US wants to get rid of? Is there any sense at all in that? I have no idea if they are terrorists or alleged terrorists but Australia is not a dumping ground for inconvenient people that US does not want.

Last week, the Rudd government reportedly told the Bush administration the Uyghurs did not meet Australia's stringent national security and immigration criteria.

Yeah, damn right…now push off.

Please remember to vote for Twanna La Fawn at the Preditors & Editor’s Poll. Click on the link below and page down to the ‘L’s’ until you get to her book – “Lingering Longing Lust.” Twanna is a shy little thing but I know she thanks you for the support and is sorry to be so ‘invisible’ during this crucial vote but she appreciates your time and effort. She did say, in that breathy, sex siren voice she has, “Amarinda, even if one person votes for me I’m a winner.” Yes, Twanna, you are.

And before I go…the dipstickery – possibly a made up word – of another reminded me of these song lyrics I have always liked…some things you just know you don’t do….

You don't tug on Superman's cape
You don't spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask off an 'ole Lone Ranger
And you don't mess around with Slim
("You Don't Mess Around With Jim" by Jim Croce)

Words to live by I think ….
Go Ahead : Live with abandon. Be outrageous at any age. What are you saving your best self for?