AlL tHe WoRlD's A sTaGe...

Wednesday, August 06, 2003

from espn again:

"Kimi Raikkonen goes into his enforced three-week break nursing a sore head after crashing out of the German Grand Prix, but also in the knowledge that it could have been so much worse – in every respect.

"We lost a place in the Championship, but at the end of the day there are still four races to go and lots of points up for grabs," insisted a relieved Raikkonen.

The youngster was also not too bothered as to who was to blame for the crash.

"I got off the line very well at the start and went straight down on the outside," he explained.

"I was past Barrichello when he hit my rear tyre. There was nowhere for me to go and I went into the tyre wall. I don't know who is to blame and it doesn't really matter, because there is nothing I can do about it, and at least I'm OK apart from feeling a bit sore."

oh isnt he simply sweet! aawwww... he dun even blame ralf or barri! sweetie pie!! haha

found a pot of gold@ 15:25
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"One Art"

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
So many things seem filled with the intent
To be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost keys, the hour badlly spent
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owne, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

-Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

-Elizabeth Bishop