Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Shssss...Don't tell Jen.

These are the Slippers kindy sent me by DutchBitch as a prize for winning her DutchBitch Worship-A-Looza contest!

This is in celebration of Queen's Day. Now, who wants to buy some junk?
Apologies to Jen, but every time I go shopping, I spread hilarity far & wide.

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Wait Ear A While.

Sunday, April 27, 2008


Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Earth Day Find.

It seems Mr. Small is still clinging to his Lotus Point roots. Quite right too!

Monday, April 21, 2008

Stories From A Previous Life...

Long long ago, in a previous life, I worked with the finest bunch of cuthroat pirate Engineers one could ever hope to meet. On board our ship, the Blaq Paq, it was decided to organise a night out on shore. Normally we would select a den of alcohol, and consume countless bottles of port until our funds were quenched, but this time we discussed trying for something a little more entertaining.

A new venue called 'Alien Adventure' had opened, somewhat following the story of the film Alien. Good Captain (My Captain) Big Marty, thought this was a handsome choice, and decided to telephone the venue to get more information. The call went something like this:

Ring, Ring...

Hello Alien Adventure here, Fiona speaking, how can I help you?

Big Marty: Hello, I'm thinking of booking for a party of 12, can you give me some information about the venue?

Fiona: Well Sir, we follow the storyline of the film 'Alien'. We have 60,000 square feet of game arena over three levels, featuring corridors & walkways filled with smoke, atmospheric sounds and lighting. We have a number of aliens that appear out of hiding and chase your party. You wear laser tag harnesses, and if anyone in your party is tagged 3 times, they are listed as 'eaten'. The more members of your party that survive, the more credits you earn for return trips to the adventure!

Big Marty: So we get chased by the aliens. That doesn't sound right. No that's not right. Can't we chase the aliens?

Fiona: Er, um.... Well Sir, for a party of 12, we could probably give the aliens harnesses as well, and you could have laser tag guns to shoot at the aliens.

Big Marty: Laser tag guns...? That's not right. That doesn't sound right. Can't we bring our own weapons?

Fiona: Click.

Big Marty: Hello? Hello Fiona? ....Hello?

Sunday, April 20, 2008


And these winged packets fly through time
ported, piped, switched and routed
by light , by dark, by atomic spark
ethereal wrapped and displacement tapped.

Connected and directed from me to you
with pixels pushed and data drawn
a magical exchange of minds ideas
a graphic gift from yours anon.

Friday, April 18, 2008

Random Find 7.

Surely these guys are taking the piss.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

For Julia.

Version with grey background is here.

Tuesday, April 08, 2008

The Question To Be Asked...

Who is this handsome man with Mel?

Monday, April 07, 2008

Filling The Void With Pixels.*

Special K set me thinking with this post. I present some memories below, fondly.

I hope all is well.

*(and tears).

Sunday, April 06, 2008

A Mop with a Sucker on the End.

Many Moons ago, when I was an apprentice TimeLord, I was given a task which I obeyed without question. The task was to mop the universe. No small task, I hear you say.

It wasn't until 476 years later, I found out I had misheard, and was actually asked to map the universe.