I spent the last months is a small hole I dug under the world, feeling very sorry for myself for several reasons. I thought I'd feel better about if I wrote about it, but of course I can't. Because this is the Internet. Your boss might be reading. Or worse, your mother.
And because c:\pics is 8 gigs less than 6 months after getting the camera. And because I took this picture from the deck a few minutes ago.
And because yesterday we went to pick up my parent's package from Bernie, up in The Hills. Los Alto Hills. Normally that's not news worthy, but I had to break 30 meters before reaching his house, becuase four deer were crossing the road, to get to the yummy front lawn just across the street. Four deer. Crossing the road. Right fucking there. I'm so glad we take the camera everywhere these days.
Do you realize the horror of these people's lives? Not only are they forced to live in a shack in a remote mountain location, but they also have to deal with deer munching on their front lawn (hey, an unintentional Ali G moment). Looks like this particular slum gets frequest visits - see the wire fence around protecting the bush? This is turning into a very naughty post. Very naughty indeed.
So, if people endure this kind of life, and I meerly watch it happen to others, I guess things aren't that bad. Maybe it's time I stopped whining, grabbed something with Gaiman on the cover, and bought a piece of electronic equipment I really don't need. It adds so much to one's feeling of control.
Without further adieu, in no particular order, I give you: Fun stuff I've done lately.
And because c:\pics is 8 gigs less than 6 months after getting the camera. And because I took this picture from the deck a few minutes ago.
And because yesterday we went to pick up my parent's package from Bernie, up in The Hills. Los Alto Hills. Normally that's not news worthy, but I had to break 30 meters before reaching his house, becuase four deer were crossing the road, to get to the yummy front lawn just across the street. Four deer. Crossing the road. Right fucking there. I'm so glad we take the camera everywhere these days.
Do you realize the horror of these people's lives? Not only are they forced to live in a shack in a remote mountain location, but they also have to deal with deer munching on their front lawn (hey, an unintentional Ali G moment). Looks like this particular slum gets frequest visits - see the wire fence around protecting the bush? This is turning into a very naughty post. Very naughty indeed.
So, if people endure this kind of life, and I meerly watch it happen to others, I guess things aren't that bad. Maybe it's time I stopped whining, grabbed something with Gaiman on the cover, and bought a piece of electronic equipment I really don't need. It adds so much to one's feeling of control.
Without further adieu, in no particular order, I give you: Fun stuff I've done lately.
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