Tuesday 27 July 2010
Wednesday 26 May 2010
Oh look I am soooo boring but I love graphics and computers and Adobe. I wish the Adobe suite was a hotel room.Then I'd LIVE in it.Read this its funny
http://log.maniacalrage.net/tagged/photoshop
Sunday 25 April 2010
Whilst away...
I had a chance to reflect and put things into perspective...
Well I would have done this, if these kids didnt do it before me. Totally.
Well I would have done this, if these kids didnt do it before me. Totally.
Monday 22 March 2010
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Monday 8 March 2010
Thursday 25 February 2010
It's Not For Comfort
I know why the seats on trains have high backs. I found out on Sunday when I had to take the replacement bus service from Leigh to Pitsea and was confronted by this.
Aside from his corned beef ears (they really were made of corned beef!) what I found most alarming was this creatures' hair situation. He'd opted for the 'if I cant see the back of my head no one can' attitude. He was clearly oblivious to the fact that shaving the front of his hair down to a number one and leaving the bits he couldn't see in the mirror long, greasy and infested with dandruff would induce absolute disgust on the poor people that were to sit behind him on the replacement bus.
You can't really judge something until you have something to compare it to. So it might have been better if he'd left the whole of his head long and greasy but because the front was so short it just highlighted the filthy mess he'd made at the back. If you're fat don't stand next to anything streamline.
So for 25 minutes I stared at the back of a mans head with what I can only describe as disgusted fascination, thinking about how I hated buses where we are forced to contend with these views. Why do these filthy creatures only come out on buses I thought. And then I remembered about the high seats on the c2c and how we are all hidden from one another in our safe little seated areas. They are still there. Just disguised behind the grey plastic paneling of the seats. Nice familiar simple grey paneling. How I have taken you for granted.
Aside from his corned beef ears (they really were made of corned beef!) what I found most alarming was this creatures' hair situation. He'd opted for the 'if I cant see the back of my head no one can' attitude. He was clearly oblivious to the fact that shaving the front of his hair down to a number one and leaving the bits he couldn't see in the mirror long, greasy and infested with dandruff would induce absolute disgust on the poor people that were to sit behind him on the replacement bus.
You can't really judge something until you have something to compare it to. So it might have been better if he'd left the whole of his head long and greasy but because the front was so short it just highlighted the filthy mess he'd made at the back. If you're fat don't stand next to anything streamline.
So for 25 minutes I stared at the back of a mans head with what I can only describe as disgusted fascination, thinking about how I hated buses where we are forced to contend with these views. Why do these filthy creatures only come out on buses I thought. And then I remembered about the high seats on the c2c and how we are all hidden from one another in our safe little seated areas. They are still there. Just disguised behind the grey plastic paneling of the seats. Nice familiar simple grey paneling. How I have taken you for granted.
Monday 22 February 2010
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