Chucky and chucking

I feel like chucking in the towel... another comitee menber has resigned... will have to have a re-election or something if this carries on... but then again I am a survivor!
Talking about chucking... I truly believe it is time to chuck out this notion that murderers have a right to life... Time for us to clear out the dead wood in our jails so to speak. The recent kidnapping and murder of Leigh Matthews is a case in point. No point in us living in a humane society when we still have sub humans running riot and doing well nigh as they please.
Back to life... Here is Chucky

and her kittens. (previous pics deleted to save space on the server)
They will all be needing homes in eight weeks time!
Forgotten how cool Soul used to be... chilling at the moment with Chicken Shack and I'd rather go blind, way cool dude! Aha! I swear this Winamp is psychic... now its playing Rodriques Only good for conversation... now I am really in a chilling mood. Funny how people though he had passed... I am sorry I missed his last show here in good ole ZA. Nooo! way... now playing Viking? Towards the light - This is a wierd chick from Italy with some cool songs, some not so cool, she has some downloads too, her Behind blue eyes is rather evocative, wonder how many know that was a The Who song from 1971? I like LimpBizkit's version as well by the way. Some will call her not very PC but maybe Eugene T will, browse the site and you will follow my allusion. In any case all I care for is the music... Go Winamp! wonder what is next tonight...

Towards the light - Viking
Dark, cold, that is
some fog around me
I can feel the smells
hear the last bells
And icy wind wraps me up
and gently like the waves rocks my arms
everything disappears
here comes the time of the fears

And all my thoughts line up like soldiers
but in my mind there is no disorder
I'm looking for the might in my hidden life
this is the way towards the light

Dark, stout, that is
some leaves on my feet
I can feel the cold seeping off the stones
the deep cracking of my bones
I hear the noise of my steps
and I think that this trip will never end
every night I'll live it again
inside the forest of my head

The moon is shining on the frozen stream
I touch the ice, it's so keen
the pain and the joy are revealed
I reached the light, I'm able to see

I want to scream and hurl away all the pain
I want to kill
I never saw my life before
no, I won't trick it anymore
Revenge and hate are what I store
the light is dying, I'm waiting for the new dawn

Sjoe... Heavy... but at the same time very haunting...

**Begin doing what you want to do now. We are not living in eternity. We have only this moment, sparkling like a star in our hand ­ and melting like a snowflake. Let us use it before it is too late.** Marie Beyon Ray