When Less is More
After only four hours sleep, I actually feel pretty damn good today. Last night I went to watch the Silver Surfer and his team The Bricklayers play basketball. It was a pretty neck and neck game, but the boys managed to finish a few points ahead. The other team had some skill, but they definitely didn’t deserve to win in my opinion. The reason? One of their players would chuck a tantrum every time he fouled someone, swearing and yelling and stamping his feet. At first I was pretty unsettled by this, but by the end of the game I was laughing at him. The funniest moment? After being called up for another foul, the player lifted his shirt over his face (to hide? I’m not quite sure. Maybe he was just wiping his face…) and yelled “I didn’t bloody touch him!”. Needless to say, that didn’t change anything, and I almost felt sorry for him. Because, really, it’s only a game. It might be your favourite sport, and you might really want to win, but there’s no excuse for behaviour like that. It completely takes the fun out of actually playing.
The possums we saw in the tree outside Perry Lakes after the game were pretty cool though (just like the line my blog’s namesake song “Feeling Good” - I love the version by Muse). As was the last customer in the line at the drive through at Maccas when they were about to close - a guy on a bike 
Now, to get SS to start his blog - I can’t wait to read it. You know you want to! 
