Shame

Monday, December 22, 2003 ~ Comments Off

So I thought I’d take a quick skim through the other ‘almost’ winners of THAT competition (which I really don’t wanna say any more about as I fear I’ve already upset Gert – still luv ya sweetie!).

(“sweetie”? WTF?)

I happen across the runner-up: apparently nothing at all, and see there is a Powershot S30 gallery. “Ohh that’s the same as my camera”, I say (in possibly a bit too girlie a manner), “I wonder how what the photo’s are like”.

So I go and visit the aforementioned gallery. Then, after spending 10 mins idly clicking around, I wish I hadn’t.

Same camera. Vastly superior photographer behind the lens. Some wonderful photos in there. Puts me to shame.

So item number one for my New Year’s resolutions is:
1. Become a better photographer (in fact become a photographer is probably more accurate, at the moment I’m no more than a ‘snapper’ even on my better days).

(Strictly speaking this is item number two, but take it as written that I’ll be trying to lose weight again next year).

(By the way, how are these parentheses working for you? Should I just stick to italics?).

(Too much, right?)

Definitive

Monday, December 22, 2003 ~ Comments Off

Blogging, defined? (via Fembat)

Not sure I agree with this to be honest, think it’s possibly more aimed at forums.

(I’m trying to be ‘ironic’ OK, I think it’s scarily, and funnily, accurate)

Daily

Monday, December 22, 2003 ~ Comments Off

Buildings wrapped in candyfloss as the neon burns. Daylight creeping through the gaps. White and pink tinges everywhere.

As I recently commented to someone, taking each day as it comes is easier said than done.

But it’s much easier on mornings like this.

Loads down, 3 to go

Sunday, December 21, 2003 ~ Comments Off

Three pressies left to buy.
Knackered.
Sore feet.
Knackered.
Possibly cinema tonight.
Knackered.
Three more days work left.
Knackered.
Beginning to get “into the spirit”.
Knackered.
Not sleeping much for some reason.
Knackered.

How are you?

Recovering

Friday, December 19, 2003 ~ Comments Off

As usual our Christmas party was a cracker. Yes, I’m still recovering.

Skipping past the ‘better than average but still not too great’ food (which, considering they are catering for 300 people at the one time, I thought was pretty bloody good), the night kicked off with a band.
A very good band.
A very good band playing classic disco and soul tracks with a slight woman on vocals.
A very good band playing classic disco and soul tracks with a slight woman on vocals who had a fantastic voice.

I was at the bar (unsurprisingly) when they started. I can’t quite remember what song they started with but I presumed that the female voice was coming from a CD, she WAS good.

Aside: It’s funny to see the attractivenes gained by someone if they are hugely talented and confident. She worked the crowd well, and several guys commented about her, but she wasn’t a stunner by any means. Good to see not all men are blinded by big boobs and blonde hair (not that there is anything wrong with big boobs and blonde hair, and I’m not just saying that because I ended up with a blonde sitting on my lap at the end of the night… cleavage inches from my face).

I digress.

I was pretty tired yesterday and wasn’t really that bothered about the night out. As ever the meal seems a little flat as invariably you end up sitting and chatting to people you don’t really know that well. But once the dancing started I was much happier.

Yes, I dance. (stop sniggering at the back)

And then it was over. 1 a.m. Time to go home.

Quick memories: This year’s ‘thing’ of photographing calves (of ladies). The attraction a good silk tie holds, apparently. NOT drinking a slippery nipple (hi Google). The drunk girl in the red top. Finally seeing a colleague fulfill your expectations (not in a good way). The trouser snake. And the girl with the diamante thong.

FYI

Thursday, December 18, 2003 ~ Comments Off

The Straight Man’s Guide to Enjoying Gay Sex (via Plasticbag)

“This article does not aim to change the collective consciousness of Western culture; rather, its goal is to examine and exploit some loopholes in the “laws” of masculinity – loopholes which allow the straight man to explore the extended spectrum of sexuality while maintaining his heterosexuality unbesmirched.”

Worth a read if only for the punchline three paragraphs in.

Last shopping

Thursday, December 18, 2003 ~ Comments Off

What do you get for the man who has everything?

What do you get for the woman who has everything?

Aim for around £20 – answers in the comments (hey, I’m desparate)