Immanuel Kant was a real pissant
Who was very rarely stable.
Heidegger, Heidegger was a boozy beggar
Who could think you under the table.
David Hume could out-consume Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel,And Wittgenstein was a beery swine
Who was just as schloshed as Schlegel.
There's nothing Nietzsche couldn't teach ya
'Bout the raising of the wrist.
Socrates, himself, was
permanently pissed.
John Stuart Mill, of his own free will,
On half a pint of shandy was particularly ill.
Plato, they say, could stick it away--
Half a crate of whisky every day.
Aristotle, Aristotle was a bugger for the bottle.
Hobbes was fond of his dram,
And René Descartes was a drunken fart.
'I drink, therefore I am.'
Yes, Socrates, himself, is particularly missed,
A lovely little thinker,
But a bugger when he's pissed.
After Customs today, Aki, SpeedyGeoff, and the PRB met up for a coffee at The Deck at Regatta Point. I like The Deck. There's a great view and sense of Canberra, and it is Oh-So-Convenient for post Customs socialising.
Unfortunately, the service suddenly took a dive a few weeks ago, and although I was willing to think it was just a bad hair day, the service has continued to be poor at best, and exceedingly slow. We will go elsewhere in future.
During our protracted wait, the Bruces' Philosophers Song sums up the freewheeling madness of coffee-time. Nothing about drinking, however a very Pythonesque discourse about philosophy (Speedy Geoff and I), and sustained disbelief (Aki and the PRB).I ran Customs today off my 'correct' handicap of 8:45. Another testament to my confusion meant that I left the MP3 player in the car, despite having the 'SoleBurner' track lined up after it helped me at the BBQ Stakes on Wednesday. That I wasn't prepared to walk the extra hundred metres or so to get it doesn't auger well for a h:45ard 5k race. Jodie left off 7:45 and I was tempted to join her, but left a minute later. The sharp pangs of pain started on the first steps and I bit my tongue to work through it on the gradual downhill start. I thought about pulling out frequently, although when I saw Jodie ahead of me as I rounded the flagpole I pushed on.
At first it seemed that the break was close to 60 seconds, however as the time clicked by she caught up to other runners and the break was getting longer. I tried to reel her in, alas to no avail, although I managed to stave off last place by some miracle and working really hard. 29:21 for 5k for me, whereas Jodie managed yet another sub-29 thanks to her racing against the Virtual Partner on her Forerunner.
Ah, the Bruces. Know them well. Good tune too, uses most of the twelve notes.
All Decked out.
Then try Deeks at Pearce Shopping Centre.