Life’s like a box of chocolates…
…it costs more now and there’s less in it than there was 30 years ago.
Thank you, good night!
No, I can’t leave it there. It would be a confectionary con!
I like speaking in metaphors and riddles, but thankfully this week I’m not going to St. Ives.
However, I am using it to describe my mind’s inability to focus on one particularly topic to write about and instead wanting to sample a lot of little amounts of varying things. This is not something unusual for me, normally I experience this every week, but for some reason I haven’t narrowed in on an area of interest. Ergo, I’m left with a thought packet of liquorice allsorts or a brain box of chocolates that I don’t know what I’m going to get. So, enjoy this hazy I.P.A. of what I've managed to conjure up!
Chess, the game kings
Magnus and Gary wear them rings
I feel like Bobby Fischer
Hilltop Hoods wearing that ‘Cosby Sweater’
Just what is a soul?
Sometimes it feels like an own goal
Learning is recollection
Though be aware of misanthropy and misology
A philosopher is training for death
Practices separating the soul from the body
Bring the rain
Bring the pain
It’s all the same
Russia vs Ukraine
But China vs America is the end game
Sugar and spice and all things nice
But we don’t pronounce it liquorice
Like Assange and estrange
Yet the two aren’t so removed
Ernie, Shaq, Kenny and Charles
The boys of NBA on TNT
Man, these guys have some fun
It’s 1-2-3 not 1, 2 back to 1
Haaland killing the competition
EPL, UCL it doesn’t matter
The Striking Viking is plundering
Defenders begin to scatter
A new hobby of mine
The line between fantasy and reality
Is getting harder to tell with time
Are you not entertained?
Is that not why you are here?
Like a defeated gladiatorial opponent
My brain all over the place
Bathurst 1000 – full steam ahead
Like V8 Supercars through ‘The Chase’