Saturday, February 28, 2009

You got something?

In 1865, Colonel Sanders sat down on the porch of his house rocking in a rocking chair, and received his first Social Security Check. And thought: "This is horrible, am I gonna sit here for the rest of my life waiting for a Social Security Check?"

So he wrote down all the list of things he had in his life, and there were 65 in total. One of those things was his mother's fried chicken recipe. With 11 herbs and spices, a secret in a family tradition, he took a whole lot of it, and went down to a local restaurant. And asked the owner, "You mind if I just cook this chicken and put it on your menu and see if people like it?" The owner replied, "Sure, go ahead." Sanders said, "Okay, I'll do it for free." He did it, and it was a hit, such a hit, that it started a worldwide phenomenon called, "KFC".

Now there's millions of people, a whole lot fatter, a whole lot of chickens, a whole lot better. Because of that recipe.

Just what have you got?

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

I belong to Stretford End

Sometimes, I wished I was a kid back then,
playing football around like nobody's business.
So that I don't have to put up with all this shit.

Oh well...

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Times

I hear You say,
"My love is over. It's underneath.
It's inside. It's in between.
The times you doubt Me, when you can't feel.
The times that you question, 'Is this for real?'
The times you're broken.
The times that you mend.
The times that you hate Me, and the times that you bend.
Well, My love is over, it's underneath.
It's inside, it's in between.
These times you're healing, and when your heart breaks.
The times that you feel like you're falling from grace.
The times you're hurting.
The times that you heal.
The times you go hungry, and are tempted to steal.
The times of confusion, in chaos and pain.
I'm there in your sorrow, under the weight of your shame.
I'm there through your heartache.
I'm there in the storm.
My love I will keep you, by My power alone.
I don't care where you fall, where you have been.
I'll never forsake you, My love never ends.
It never ends."

Sunday, February 8, 2009

A cycle

This is a cycle that we will experience every 12 years.
We can't run away from it.
We just grit our teeth and face it.
So brave the storm with your loved ones.
Just know that it's only temporary.

On the other hand...