Monday, June 25th, 2007


Well, I spent the entire weekend at the stadium from Friday to Sunday…I am an athletics fan so i had a great time…Worried though about all the injuries and threat of injuries…..Was glad to see the Bolt breaking Quarries 30 odd year record for the 200m. He has def matured as a runner and has put on some weight….but what is up with both him and Asafa with watching the clock as they run throught he tape….his time would be a lot faster if he hadnt done that…Campbell is also looking good, her trainer needs to get her to improve her “start”…..Was looking forward to see how the young Blake (who they are touting to be the next Asafa) would have done but he pulled out after making it to the finals…..injury again….Also very worried about Asafa’s groin injury….I wonder if they would let me treat him :-) i am sure i could help out there….( i am not in the habit of looking at mens uhm privates….but you cant help but notice his) anyway back to it…..he pulled up twice in the 100m and STILL won and in a time of 10.04……Bwoy that fast u nuh……….Even Tyson Gay (who i suspect is dosing up) shouldnt beat him if he is at his best……Looking forward to the world championships…should b e fun, just hope our team will stay healthy enough to make us proud…..Asafa really needs the medal at a world level even though he has the record now……..

See pic of womens 100 just before the start below..Courtesy of Outerspace (I didn’t walk with my camera)

I know about 3 types of lying……The outright blatant lie, the lying by ommision where you dont give the whole story and the techincal lie where the answer you give is not a lie but definitley not the answer to the question you know is being asked…..The priest in the joke below is def guilty of techincal lying…………..

“A distinguished looking young lady is on a flight returning from London. She finds herself seated next to a priest and asks”Excuse me father, may I ask a favor of you?”

“Well of course Miss, what can I do for you?” he replies.

“Here’s the dilemma, I purchased for myself, a superbly sophisticated electronic hair remover. I paid a lot of money for it. I really went well over the limits set forth by Customs, and I fear they will confiscate it from me. Could you perhaps secret it through Customs for me under your robes?”

“I certainly could my dear, only I must warn you I really am not ever able to lie…” You have such an honest face father, surely they will never ask any questions of you,” and with that she hands him the hair remover.

After landing they proceed through Customs and it becomes the father’s turn in line.

“Father, do you have anything to declare?” asks the Customs officer.

“From the top of my head to my waist I have nothing to declare my son.”

Finding this answer a little strange the Customs officer proceeds to ask, “And from the waist to the floor, what do you have to declare?”

The father replies, “I have a marvelous little instrument destined to be used on a woman, but which has never yet been used…”

Roaring with laughter, the Custom’s officer says, “Go right through father.
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