Today staff told me "today for lunch cloaca had; A meat pie, a beef burrito, a piece of cheese cake and an orange juice". UM..wow. OKAY so now I'm actually realizing that this piece of art or whatever it is ....IS ALIVE. ITS actually alive. It needs staff to monitor it, feed it, clean it, deposit the right chemicals in it...the poo that comes out has been tested and it IS HUMAN POO. Now that takes something special to re-invent that in itself, let alone the sublime layout of the human digestive system Mr (id have tattoo me any day anytime any where) WIM DELVOYE. I promise im not a groupie though. I'II pay for your ink Mr Delvoye....just put it on my uncles account.
Okay my last post I made a mistake...Roy Grounds didnt design Snows dry cleaning in Glenorchy. In fact he designed not only the sexy tampon design Tasmanian casino (that could have its interior redesigned any time now.....) he also designed the NGV - National Gallery of Victoria. Im told that the original layout mimics the moorilla grounds but dont quote me.
The dude that did the architecture snows dry cleaning in Glenorchy was Esmond Dorney around the late 1950's this guy was famous.
Hey my lovelies, its friday night and Im drinking Moorilla of course....
Meet david here
see you later x
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Friday, January 28, 2011
Thursday, January 27, 2011
MONANISM - MUSEUM OF OLD AND NEW ART
Dear peoples,
Well today I embark on a blogging journey of a new kind.
I am chartering new territories in my living status also and, I think there will be many stories I can share, mostly in humor, perhaps some as argument, and knowing me I will even get my back up and try to defend...though the most important thing here is, each and everyone of us is entitled to their opinion. We are all entitled to discuss, love, hate, ponder, chastise, criticize, adore, envy, I think this list is never ending. So this brings me to the new mission. And here it is.
My new mission and I choose to accept it, is to blog about the interesting encounters I have at my new place of work. The VERY new MONA/MUSEUM OF OLD AND NEW ART . The building is so new it actually still isn't finished but it's finished enough to impress every single person I've spoken to so far...which is ALOT.
So fuck, I guess I will really have to give a quick basic run down of this place, QUICK. You can google the fuck out of it. So do so.
Heres a start Moorilla Overview.
Basically my uncle, David Walsh and his partners brought a beautiful old vineyard Moorilla Estate, which as well as being an established cold grape vineyard, it already was pretty architecturally delightful. The main example being the iconic round house Roy Grounds built, which was the original owners house, ( Roy Grounds also designed the Snows dry cleaning building in Glenorchy - FUNNY).
David had been collecting antiquities for some time and started educating himself about art. He turned the previous owners Claudio Alcorso house (yes the Roy Grounds design), into a small Museum. He brought more art and soon its obvious he has taste and flair in art and, although he claims to be unable to actually make art (a side note here would be to say that David is a beautiful writer, his poetry is exquisite.) Its pretty fair to say the scholar has become a pretty prominent collector of some fucking beautiful work. NOW this has developed further because David needed somewhere as spectacular as this ever growing collection to keep the works and he decides to share it with the public.
Nonda Katsalidis steps in as architect for the project and a pretty fucking wonderful team believe in Davids vision and endeavor for fill it.
So welcome to MONA. This is where I come in. Finally after 4 years this amazing, no I actually have no words to build up to this place. If you've been to a guggenheim then maybe you will get what Im trying to convey and if you've been there then you will just know. Okay so check this article out with some photos, google for more if you want I just realized Im googling everything for you lazy pricks. No more!!
heres one
Working in the bookshop I knew would prove interesting.
I asked David if i could keep a blog about my interesting encounters and he told me he would be pleased if that's what I'd wanted to do. He wants discussions, interaction, communication.
This is my way of doing so.
I find it funny how people just want to view EVERYTHING.
They wander up STAFF ONLY hallways, they look at stickers we have sticking to the side that are being used to price items and a funny little couple walked straight into the cloakroom. When greeted by staff who informed them 'This isnt the toliet!', they replied 'We are just looking at the art!'. Did they think that the cloak room was art?? OH so cute.
I had a very lovely lady very keen to inform me of her worldly museum experience. 'This place is more magnificent that the British Museum'. Now there's a statement but I find myself agreeing. The conforming layout of the British Museum for me was somewhat overwhelming. Here is all the Egyptian Antiquities, Here is the Greek stuff...go here go there...bla bla wheres the pub. Her husband joined us after a while and declared to me how impressed with the building he was (again no art mentioned) and I told him I find the experience as equal as entering a magnificent church, the peace, awe of beauty made in such a space, the space alone gives me goose bumps. The husband laughed at me and said...I dont think D W would like that, referring to it as a church. I said to him...'Is my temple a better word' and he said...'ah but they are two very different things'. Now I've been thinking about that and I have to disagree. This man did not know I am an atheist, nor did he know my beloved pops ashes we in the mortuary being viewed by thousands and importantly he did not buy Monanisms so he cant walk on the Walsh side. This is wonderful in that I find myself going home which these thoughts I can only hope he did too. I'm yet to walk through the gallery with the magic O DEVICE. I prefer the anonymity of the works...the galleries. One day i will...but not for a while, being oblivious to whats around the corner is half the fun!! x
Well today I embark on a blogging journey of a new kind.
I am chartering new territories in my living status also and, I think there will be many stories I can share, mostly in humor, perhaps some as argument, and knowing me I will even get my back up and try to defend...though the most important thing here is, each and everyone of us is entitled to their opinion. We are all entitled to discuss, love, hate, ponder, chastise, criticize, adore, envy, I think this list is never ending. So this brings me to the new mission. And here it is.
My new mission and I choose to accept it, is to blog about the interesting encounters I have at my new place of work. The VERY new MONA/MUSEUM OF OLD AND NEW ART . The building is so new it actually still isn't finished but it's finished enough to impress every single person I've spoken to so far...which is ALOT.
So fuck, I guess I will really have to give a quick basic run down of this place, QUICK. You can google the fuck out of it. So do so.
Heres a start Moorilla Overview.
Basically my uncle, David Walsh and his partners brought a beautiful old vineyard Moorilla Estate, which as well as being an established cold grape vineyard, it already was pretty architecturally delightful. The main example being the iconic round house Roy Grounds built, which was the original owners house, ( Roy Grounds also designed the Snows dry cleaning building in Glenorchy - FUNNY).
David had been collecting antiquities for some time and started educating himself about art. He turned the previous owners Claudio Alcorso house (yes the Roy Grounds design), into a small Museum. He brought more art and soon its obvious he has taste and flair in art and, although he claims to be unable to actually make art (a side note here would be to say that David is a beautiful writer, his poetry is exquisite.) Its pretty fair to say the scholar has become a pretty prominent collector of some fucking beautiful work. NOW this has developed further because David needed somewhere as spectacular as this ever growing collection to keep the works and he decides to share it with the public.
Nonda Katsalidis steps in as architect for the project and a pretty fucking wonderful team believe in Davids vision and endeavor for fill it.
So welcome to MONA. This is where I come in. Finally after 4 years this amazing, no I actually have no words to build up to this place. If you've been to a guggenheim then maybe you will get what Im trying to convey and if you've been there then you will just know. Okay so check this article out with some photos, google for more if you want I just realized Im googling everything for you lazy pricks. No more!!
heres one
Working in the bookshop I knew would prove interesting.
I asked David if i could keep a blog about my interesting encounters and he told me he would be pleased if that's what I'd wanted to do. He wants discussions, interaction, communication.
This is my way of doing so.
I find it funny how people just want to view EVERYTHING.
They wander up STAFF ONLY hallways, they look at stickers we have sticking to the side that are being used to price items and a funny little couple walked straight into the cloakroom. When greeted by staff who informed them 'This isnt the toliet!', they replied 'We are just looking at the art!'. Did they think that the cloak room was art?? OH so cute.
I had a very lovely lady very keen to inform me of her worldly museum experience. 'This place is more magnificent that the British Museum'. Now there's a statement but I find myself agreeing. The conforming layout of the British Museum for me was somewhat overwhelming. Here is all the Egyptian Antiquities, Here is the Greek stuff...go here go there...bla bla wheres the pub. Her husband joined us after a while and declared to me how impressed with the building he was (again no art mentioned) and I told him I find the experience as equal as entering a magnificent church, the peace, awe of beauty made in such a space, the space alone gives me goose bumps. The husband laughed at me and said...I dont think D W would like that, referring to it as a church. I said to him...'Is my temple a better word' and he said...'ah but they are two very different things'. Now I've been thinking about that and I have to disagree. This man did not know I am an atheist, nor did he know my beloved pops ashes we in the mortuary being viewed by thousands and importantly he did not buy Monanisms so he cant walk on the Walsh side. This is wonderful in that I find myself going home which these thoughts I can only hope he did too. I'm yet to walk through the gallery with the magic O DEVICE. I prefer the anonymity of the works...the galleries. One day i will...but not for a while, being oblivious to whats around the corner is half the fun!! x
Saturday, September 25, 2010
HELLO my little bloggy, It's been too long.
Today's theme is HERE.
I admit, I don't watch AFL, I haven't for years. I used to watch it when I was very young with my grandfather and back then I had a few teams I went for, mainly Hawthorn and Geelong. However, my uncle Timmy was an avid Collingwood supporter and I remember him playing his single track record on our record player over and over which is why I know the team song so well. I think my mum or other uncle still has the very record. My grandfather was also a passionate Collingwood supporter, and he is the only reason I ever watch AFL. AFL is a rather strange game when you put the rules on paper, even what they wear is a little weird. Anyway so why do I barrack for Collingwood, The black and white, The magpies? My uncle Timmy who was renown for buying tickets to the grand final in belief that Collingwood would be playing, passed away in 1990, the year they won the grand final. His request was that his ashes were scattered on the Collingwood football ground, which his brother and children fulfilled. My Grandfather, although he had other personal requests for his own ashes; my family only found it fitting to have his coffin painted Collingwood black and white. It was a site to behold. I have a photo somewhere, I promise to show you one day.
Until then.... enough AFL...Enjoy some photos. Its been a while. X
First time in the Snow
Green glove monster
Stacking amazingness
Im off to copacabana
Beautiful Marion Bay Beautiful Oscar
Solitude
Today's theme is HERE.
I admit, I don't watch AFL, I haven't for years. I used to watch it when I was very young with my grandfather and back then I had a few teams I went for, mainly Hawthorn and Geelong. However, my uncle Timmy was an avid Collingwood supporter and I remember him playing his single track record on our record player over and over which is why I know the team song so well. I think my mum or other uncle still has the very record. My grandfather was also a passionate Collingwood supporter, and he is the only reason I ever watch AFL. AFL is a rather strange game when you put the rules on paper, even what they wear is a little weird. Anyway so why do I barrack for Collingwood, The black and white, The magpies? My uncle Timmy who was renown for buying tickets to the grand final in belief that Collingwood would be playing, passed away in 1990, the year they won the grand final. His request was that his ashes were scattered on the Collingwood football ground, which his brother and children fulfilled. My Grandfather, although he had other personal requests for his own ashes; my family only found it fitting to have his coffin painted Collingwood black and white. It was a site to behold. I have a photo somewhere, I promise to show you one day.
Until then.... enough AFL...Enjoy some photos. Its been a while. X
Click on photos
First time in the Snow
Green glove monster
Stacking amazingness
Im off to copacabana
Beautiful Marion Bay Beautiful Oscar
Solitude
Monday, August 9, 2010
Stay tunned to this channel please - we'll be right back.
Hi bloggy, sorry for the absence. I'm in the process of changing my service provider so I'm out of action for a little bit longer. I will be back with vengeance and photo's galore I cross my heart, I have finally lost all patience with my current one, its worse than dial up. Dont loose faith in me though, because I'II be back
x
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Friday, July 23, 2010
Fight Club
Hello Bloggy!
Today I'm listening to the soundtrack for The House of Flying Daggers
Its melancholy, peaceful & powerful all at once which is kinda how I'm feeling today.
I'd had a rather uneventful week... up until the other day that is and I have ALOT to say about it! For starters I need to report that I've almost lost 3 kilos and to be honest, I haven't been as good as I hoped in the dieting department so I'm super stoked! Yes I fell off the band wagon a couple of times with pizza, buttery popcorn, red wine & chocolate..but only a couple! I haven't stopped working out though and I'm actually starting to really love jogging again. Once you get past the first wall (about 5-10 mins), you can get into a comfortable rhythm, its actually really peaceful for me, my brain stops ticking over silly things and I just run to the beat of the music. I guess its sort of primal as well. When I was super fit I used to get off on the endorphins that kick in when you actually stop after a hard work out. Its really like a full on natural rush, but I think it must take a few more walls to get to that stage. This week I hope to start incorporating some decent weight sessions into my workouts too. GUNS OF STEAL. Ew that picture just made me throw up in my mouth a little bit.
So what have I got alot to talk about I hear you ask? Well on Wednesday night, 21st July at around 11pm (my time) my old friend Paul 'Hurricane' Briggs stepped into the ring with Danny 'The Green Machine' Green. Paul is a friend from my own kickboxing days when I lived in Brisbane and fought amateur muay thai and through the power of facebook we've chatted recently a few times. If any one ever had anything to do with kickboxing or muay thai you will know who Hurricane is. So I guess in about 1999 Paul turned to professional boxing and did pretty bloody well. Since I knew him, he was married, had two kids, I even heard he'd become a pretty devoted christian (burk) but I dont know if thats really true. He had a very tough childhood and when I knew him he was living a very hard (drug and party fueled) life but somehow managed to still be the world champion. I guess it doesn't really surprise me that he turned a completely opposite path in his life and it worked for him. He wrote a book about it all that was a best seller, I will have to read it one day. Heart soul Fire
So in 2007 my friend retires from boxing, there are rumors that he has been suffering neurological issues, his (two) fights with Tomasz Adamek are just brutal and to date the boxing world questions how he lost. I guess with his family and all, he decided enough was enough. So he works hard with fundraisers, he does commentating, he trains fighters, he trained the fighters on the contender . Hes a bit of a tv celebrity as far as boxers go, (hes good looking, speaks well). I guess a few things started to go a bit sour in his personal life because he splits with his long term wife. Now I don't know how this fight offer came about, Danny Green is infamous for fighting fighters past their prime and somewhere somehow Paul was offered a large sum of money to get back in the ring after almost 4 years retired. Not only the four years out of retirement but Paul has 6 weeks to train for a world title fight. Now I used to take at LEAST 8 weeks to train for a pissy amature fight and I was fit!. I guess in Pauls heart he really thought he had a chance and for that amount of money, I would get in the ring with Danny Green. Anyway have a look at what past champion boxer Jeff Fenech said about this fight 3 days before the fight. HERE
If you can't be bothered reading it all here's a little extract:
''What Danny Green is doing to Paul Briggs is criminal, when you give someone six weeks to prepare for a world title fight it is criminal,'' Fenech said. ''Briggsy has been out for more than three years. Your body cannot get back in shape in six weeks. It's impossible.
''Paul has got a puncher's chance but if he doesn't catch Danny early, he has no chance. This is another nail in the coffin for boxing. Why do you think the [NSW Combat Sports] Authority stopped it from going ahead in NSW?''
So now I guess you need to see the actual fight. Paul Briggs VS Danny Green
If you can watch the after math too (the fight only goes for 29 seconds) that would be better too, too see the response from Danny Green and the reaction of the (hideous bogan) Perth crowd.
There are a few points I'd like to make about why Paul did not 'Dog' this fight.
Okay I cant think of anymore at the moment but I would also like to add, in the aftermath of this it has become clear that Paul was taken to hospital after the fight on doctors orders where he stayed for two days having head injury tests. Danny Green had a broken knuckle. You dont get a broken knuckle from NOT hitting someone people. I would also like to add Danny Green has made a full turn around in a statement the following afternoon saying:
Read the full article HERE
I would also like everyone to read this beautifully written article about the events that occurred and the reasoning for this outcome. HERE (seriously read this if you still have doubts)
So now I've gotten that off my plate, and we await anxiously to hear from my poor old beautiful Paul that will always have a piece of my heart I want to share a couple of photos of the Champion I knew back in my Kickboxing days. I took all these but as they are photos in an album and I dont have a scanner I've had to re-photograph them but they didn't come up too bad.
It sort of sounds like I'm mourning Paul I know, but I just think it's fair people know what really happened and don't go around saying Paul Briggs ruined boxing for Australia because if anyone has tarnished it, its Danny Green. If he is so angry and so sorry why doesn't he refund everyone? Why doesn't he fight someone who is actually in his prime and will give him the war he is always whinging about wanting. And lastly, what a frikken bogan. Honestly...great face for Australian boxing.
Today I'm listening to the soundtrack for The House of Flying Daggers
Its melancholy, peaceful & powerful all at once which is kinda how I'm feeling today.
I'd had a rather uneventful week... up until the other day that is and I have ALOT to say about it! For starters I need to report that I've almost lost 3 kilos and to be honest, I haven't been as good as I hoped in the dieting department so I'm super stoked! Yes I fell off the band wagon a couple of times with pizza, buttery popcorn, red wine & chocolate..but only a couple! I haven't stopped working out though and I'm actually starting to really love jogging again. Once you get past the first wall (about 5-10 mins), you can get into a comfortable rhythm, its actually really peaceful for me, my brain stops ticking over silly things and I just run to the beat of the music. I guess its sort of primal as well. When I was super fit I used to get off on the endorphins that kick in when you actually stop after a hard work out. Its really like a full on natural rush, but I think it must take a few more walls to get to that stage. This week I hope to start incorporating some decent weight sessions into my workouts too. GUNS OF STEAL. Ew that picture just made me throw up in my mouth a little bit.
So what have I got alot to talk about I hear you ask? Well on Wednesday night, 21st July at around 11pm (my time) my old friend Paul 'Hurricane' Briggs stepped into the ring with Danny 'The Green Machine' Green. Paul is a friend from my own kickboxing days when I lived in Brisbane and fought amateur muay thai and through the power of facebook we've chatted recently a few times. If any one ever had anything to do with kickboxing or muay thai you will know who Hurricane is. So I guess in about 1999 Paul turned to professional boxing and did pretty bloody well. Since I knew him, he was married, had two kids, I even heard he'd become a pretty devoted christian (burk) but I dont know if thats really true. He had a very tough childhood and when I knew him he was living a very hard (drug and party fueled) life but somehow managed to still be the world champion. I guess it doesn't really surprise me that he turned a completely opposite path in his life and it worked for him. He wrote a book about it all that was a best seller, I will have to read it one day. Heart soul Fire
So in 2007 my friend retires from boxing, there are rumors that he has been suffering neurological issues, his (two) fights with Tomasz Adamek are just brutal and to date the boxing world questions how he lost. I guess with his family and all, he decided enough was enough. So he works hard with fundraisers, he does commentating, he trains fighters, he trained the fighters on the contender . Hes a bit of a tv celebrity as far as boxers go, (hes good looking, speaks well). I guess a few things started to go a bit sour in his personal life because he splits with his long term wife. Now I don't know how this fight offer came about, Danny Green is infamous for fighting fighters past their prime and somewhere somehow Paul was offered a large sum of money to get back in the ring after almost 4 years retired. Not only the four years out of retirement but Paul has 6 weeks to train for a world title fight. Now I used to take at LEAST 8 weeks to train for a pissy amature fight and I was fit!. I guess in Pauls heart he really thought he had a chance and for that amount of money, I would get in the ring with Danny Green. Anyway have a look at what past champion boxer Jeff Fenech said about this fight 3 days before the fight. HERE
If you can't be bothered reading it all here's a little extract:
''What Danny Green is doing to Paul Briggs is criminal, when you give someone six weeks to prepare for a world title fight it is criminal,'' Fenech said. ''Briggsy has been out for more than three years. Your body cannot get back in shape in six weeks. It's impossible.
''Paul has got a puncher's chance but if he doesn't catch Danny early, he has no chance. This is another nail in the coffin for boxing. Why do you think the [NSW Combat Sports] Authority stopped it from going ahead in NSW?''
So now I guess you need to see the actual fight. Paul Briggs VS Danny Green
If you can watch the after math too (the fight only goes for 29 seconds) that would be better too, too see the response from Danny Green and the reaction of the (hideous bogan) Perth crowd.
There are a few points I'd like to make about why Paul did not 'Dog' this fight.
- Paul had been writing his training progress on his facebook account and I quote 'FEELING LIKE A MONSTER' & 'PUNCHING F**KING HOLES IN BRICK WALLS'. Okay obviously not most eloquently expressed phrases but this is a man who is training hard for something he really thinks he can do. If he had any intention of diving in this fight why would he even bother hyping himself AND his fans up.
- People keep saying about bets that were made in the last few hours for 10,000$ for Paul to be knocked out in either of the first two rounds and yes they are having a formal investigation into it. The inquiry is also investigating why the WA boxing authority allowed the fight to go ahead when the NSW boxing authority had already refused to let the fight be held in Sydney due to Paul being unfit, questions about neurological issues and out of professional boxing for too long. Paul was making enough money for this fight, there is absolutely no way known that he would varnish his reputation, his career, his fans, his wife or his children for a bet of 10,000 to be knocked out early.
- Okay its perfectly clear to me from watching this fight, Paul was shitting. He was f'cking nervous, you could see it all over him. He weighed in 3.5 kilos over contracted weight, which didnt help the situation but maybe he is guilty of using that for his benefit. I mean look at Danny Green. The man is built like a brick shit house (as my pop would say). He is in his peak, his Prime, in his home town, under his own promotion company. Paul had said...'just one more.' As far as I can see if he faked that attempt to get up after 8 counts...he missed his acting calling because its pretty bloody convincing to me.
Okay I cant think of anymore at the moment but I would also like to add, in the aftermath of this it has become clear that Paul was taken to hospital after the fight on doctors orders where he stayed for two days having head injury tests. Danny Green had a broken knuckle. You dont get a broken knuckle from NOT hitting someone people. I would also like to add Danny Green has made a full turn around in a statement the following afternoon saying:
"I felt the crack to the head and saw him go down, I thought what's going on here, I could see his eyes rolling around his head and I could tell he was hurt."
Green had some choice words for Briggs after the contest, but he has no regrets about what he said.
"When you've prepared for 12 rounds of war and you go in there putting your life on the line for the fans and the passionate fans of Australia that pay to see you put your life on the line in the ring, which I do, and which I anticipated Briggsy doing, it's disappointing and very frustrating," he said.Read the full article HERE
I would also like everyone to read this beautifully written article about the events that occurred and the reasoning for this outcome. HERE (seriously read this if you still have doubts)
So now I've gotten that off my plate, and we await anxiously to hear from my poor old beautiful Paul that will always have a piece of my heart I want to share a couple of photos of the Champion I knew back in my Kickboxing days. I took all these but as they are photos in an album and I dont have a scanner I've had to re-photograph them but they didn't come up too bad.
It sort of sounds like I'm mourning Paul I know, but I just think it's fair people know what really happened and don't go around saying Paul Briggs ruined boxing for Australia because if anyone has tarnished it, its Danny Green. If he is so angry and so sorry why doesn't he refund everyone? Why doesn't he fight someone who is actually in his prime and will give him the war he is always whinging about wanting. And lastly, what a frikken bogan. Honestly...great face for Australian boxing.
Yes he is a god.
Okay I accidentally took some of my fights too.
This is Jim Cass (my trainer) and I.
This is Jim Cass (my trainer) and I.
This is moments before my first fight. Its a bad picture in that you cant see my face but look how super ripped my tummy is!!
This was my third fight, the last photo is a classic. Blown up you can actually see her nose squished under my glove.
The look on the losing girls face is just priceless.
Yay Im the winner!
Again!
I also went out to MONA yesterday and took alot of photos but I will upload them later I'm all blogged out for now. Tada x
This was my third fight, the last photo is a classic. Blown up you can actually see her nose squished under my glove.
The look on the losing girls face is just priceless.Yay Im the winner!
Again!
I also went out to MONA yesterday and took alot of photos but I will upload them later I'm all blogged out for now. Tada x
This just in. Okay I know I've said enough but I found this interesting after checking Danny Greens facebook page the last three entries :
And now Paul's last three entries on facebook:
Nathan Monaghan
Hope all is ok, best wishes as always bud.
30 minutes ago.
Amber Tiarne Nerad
Warrior.Inspiration.Legend. x
56 minutes ago.
Megan Turner
Hold your head high Paul, you are "Paul Hurricane Briggs" utmost respect to you, you will always be a champion for all you have achieved in your fighting/boxing/kickboxing career!
Open up a Briggs Muay Thai and teach what you know for all the up and coming next generation....and maybe for all those who just want to learn to protect themselves. I hope you feel better soon xo
About an hour ago.
27 minutes ago ·
Warren Pearce
I love both Danny Green and Paul Briggs. Both are warriors and deserve our respect. But Danny needs to apologise for calling Briggs a dog and explain to the block-heads that it was said in the heat of the moment. He also needs to apologise to the fans for accepting this fight in the first place because it SHOULD NEVER HAVE HAPPENED. Briggs wasn't ... See Moremedically right and should never have stepped back into the ring - nothing proves that more than this farce of a situation. Danny should be chasing the bigger fish overseas - looking at challenging champions in other organisations and fighting guys that are up to the challenge. Fight fans wanna see great fights - not guys protecting their records against lower-level competition.
I love both Danny Green and Paul Briggs. Both are warriors and deserve our respect. But Danny needs to apologise for calling Briggs a dog and explain to the block-heads that it was said in the heat of the moment. He also needs to apologise to the fans for accepting this fight in the first place because it SHOULD NEVER HAVE HAPPENED. Briggs wasn't ... See Moremedically right and should never have stepped back into the ring - nothing proves that more than this farce of a situation. Danny should be chasing the bigger fish overseas - looking at challenging champions in other organisations and fighting guys that are up to the challenge. Fight fans wanna see great fights - not guys protecting their records against lower-level competition.
20 minutes ago ·
And now Paul's last three entries on facebook:
Nathan Monaghan
Hope all is ok, best wishes as always bud.
30 minutes ago.
Amber Tiarne Nerad
Warrior.Inspiration.Legend. x
56 minutes ago.
Megan Turner
Hold your head high Paul, you are "Paul Hurricane Briggs" utmost respect to you, you will always be a champion for all you have achieved in your fighting/boxing/kickboxing career!
Open up a Briggs Muay Thai and teach what you know for all the up and coming next generation....and maybe for all those who just want to learn to protect themselves. I hope you feel better soon xo
About an hour ago.
Friday, July 16, 2010
colours
These are the colours I see when I go to bed
These are the colours I see when I wake up.
These are the colours we have for breakfast.
Huge strawberries.
Mt Wellington in all its glory
Fruit of my neighborhood.
Top is kiwi fruit bottom is banana passionfruit.
No photo here was manipulated in any way, raw beauty.
These are the colours we have for breakfast.
Huge strawberries.
Mt Wellington in all its glory
Fruit of my neighborhood.
Top is kiwi fruit bottom is banana passionfruit.
No photo here was manipulated in any way, raw beauty.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Sunny Winters Day
Goodmorning bloggy!
What a pearler of a day it is too here in ole ye Hobart town. The sky is blue, the air is crisp and the mountain is dusted with snow. Finally it feels like the perfect winter's day.
Today's theme music is Paul Simon & Ladysmith Black Mambazo with Diamonds on the Soles of her shoes. God I love Paul Simon, God I love LBM, combined and live...there isn't much I wouldn't give to have experienced this. HERE
Well once again I must report a week of emotional highs and lows. Its seems to be going around though, alot of my friends and family have been feeling the same. Do you think its a by product of a full Lunar eclipse on July 11th? Am I hippy enough to believe that? I think I am. After all I've always been restless on nights of a new moon, not so much full moon though. I often wonder if there is anything in that as well. If werewolves are turned in full moons, what is turned in a new moon? Hmm I think I need to google. No enlightenment at all there.
So last Saturday night my poor son was having a terrible time coughing and wheezing which became too disturbing to bare and at around 830pm we went for a ride down to the after hours doctor. The doctor (young and cute) was either extremely tired or extremely thoughtful, as he had a few very blank moments of staring off to his own little world considering my child's symptoms;I concluded with both. I had to hold a defibrillator mask over my son's face for 45 mins which was no fun park I assure you. Luckily he was so tired and exhausted that the initial trauma of the whole experience passed fairly quickly and I was able to make it seem like a game. It helped immediately much to my relief and the (young & cute) doctor even praised me for doing such a good job in a potentially (tear jerking) stressful procedure. I figured I've done enough over-reacting in bad situations for an army of people in my life time and it's about time I take a calmer path when things like this come up. Drama & tears really don't do anyone any good. So after an extra long visit at the after hours doctor, a huge extra long after hours bill, another extra expensive bag of puffers, spacers, masks from the chemist and a note slipped to the (young & cute) doctor about the extra late party in my pants. (I know, Im funny.) My son finally got a fairly decent nights sleep which means so did I.
Today he is at day care, moved up to the next older kids classroom
(called moonbeams)
and I'm so happy that he absolutely loves it there. The girls are just fantastic, he runs and gives them leaping cuddles when we arrive which makes me feel very happy.
After being mostly stuck inside for three days (no kinder gym, no swimming lessons, no play dates, no parks) I think it is safe to say that a day away from each other is essential for our sanity. Bub gets to play with other kids, trash someone else's house, get spoilt, play games and more;I am having a nice relaxing home day. Give love to my snake house, my fish tank, do a spot of house work, go for a jog, slow cook a curry, watch the latest episode of true blood. Simple and I love it. So I better get to it before the day gets away from me and I will try and write some more later.
Here are some photo's I took through the week. Enjoy. x
Here is my snake Wren, I took him out on my lawn through the week for a stretch. He wasn't too impressed by it, that coil action is a striking pose, then he tried to bury himself in the cold dirt. Silly thing.
Frost on the grass outside this morning, chilly goodness!!
Breakfast of champions.
My little champion.
My son wins the bluest most beautiful eyes competition hands down.
Silly billy in mummys Ugg boots and just a silly billy.
What a pearler of a day it is too here in ole ye Hobart town. The sky is blue, the air is crisp and the mountain is dusted with snow. Finally it feels like the perfect winter's day.
Today's theme music is Paul Simon & Ladysmith Black Mambazo with Diamonds on the Soles of her shoes. God I love Paul Simon, God I love LBM, combined and live...there isn't much I wouldn't give to have experienced this. HERE
Well once again I must report a week of emotional highs and lows. Its seems to be going around though, alot of my friends and family have been feeling the same. Do you think its a by product of a full Lunar eclipse on July 11th? Am I hippy enough to believe that? I think I am. After all I've always been restless on nights of a new moon, not so much full moon though. I often wonder if there is anything in that as well. If werewolves are turned in full moons, what is turned in a new moon? Hmm I think I need to google. No enlightenment at all there.
So last Saturday night my poor son was having a terrible time coughing and wheezing which became too disturbing to bare and at around 830pm we went for a ride down to the after hours doctor. The doctor (young and cute) was either extremely tired or extremely thoughtful, as he had a few very blank moments of staring off to his own little world considering my child's symptoms;I concluded with both. I had to hold a defibrillator mask over my son's face for 45 mins which was no fun park I assure you. Luckily he was so tired and exhausted that the initial trauma of the whole experience passed fairly quickly and I was able to make it seem like a game. It helped immediately much to my relief and the (young & cute) doctor even praised me for doing such a good job in a potentially (tear jerking) stressful procedure. I figured I've done enough over-reacting in bad situations for an army of people in my life time and it's about time I take a calmer path when things like this come up. Drama & tears really don't do anyone any good. So after an extra long visit at the after hours doctor, a huge extra long after hours bill, another extra expensive bag of puffers, spacers, masks from the chemist and a note slipped to the (young & cute) doctor about the extra late party in my pants. (I know, Im funny.) My son finally got a fairly decent nights sleep which means so did I.
Today he is at day care, moved up to the next older kids classroom
(called moonbeams)
and I'm so happy that he absolutely loves it there. The girls are just fantastic, he runs and gives them leaping cuddles when we arrive which makes me feel very happy.After being mostly stuck inside for three days (no kinder gym, no swimming lessons, no play dates, no parks) I think it is safe to say that a day away from each other is essential for our sanity. Bub gets to play with other kids, trash someone else's house, get spoilt, play games and more;I am having a nice relaxing home day. Give love to my snake house, my fish tank, do a spot of house work, go for a jog, slow cook a curry, watch the latest episode of true blood. Simple and I love it. So I better get to it before the day gets away from me and I will try and write some more later.
Here are some photo's I took through the week. Enjoy. x
Here is my snake Wren, I took him out on my lawn through the week for a stretch. He wasn't too impressed by it, that coil action is a striking pose, then he tried to bury himself in the cold dirt. Silly thing.
Frost on the grass outside this morning, chilly goodness!!
Breakfast of champions.
My little champion.
My son wins the bluest most beautiful eyes competition hands down.
Silly billy in mummys Ugg boots and just a silly billy.
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