Remarkable Roadside Vistas
Roadside architecture rules!
(Thanks to interesting ideas)
(Thanks to I Like)
(Thanks to The Society of Commercial Archeology)
(Thanks to Agilitynut)
Online clinic for a Chronic Amnesiac.
Roadside architecture rules!
I am constantly running in circles at the moment, trying to catch up with one thing or another. Perhaps I should just learn to let it go, forget about it. It probably wasn't that important anyway.
When it comes out:
At the cinema I need to watch out for:
I have just realised that in the mayhem of recent months, there hasn't been any highlights for April, and May is just about to end too! This chaotic lifestyle is the reason why this blog exists - so that I don't forget anything. And then what do I do? I forget to write in it. Well done me.
flicks to remember apr-may '05
books to remember mar '05
Thanks to Flip Flop Flyin' my dream is now illustrated for all to see. I (5'1") have been bitching at Lando C (6'2") about this for years. Thanks!
It's been just over a week since my epiphany and so far I've managed to keep up the gym and diet. I've managed to lose 2 pounds which is a good start and I actually played well on Saturday with some scores, an assist and some D's. We also won all of our games too, scoring some great upwind points proving that "he who wins the toss, wins the game" isn't necessarily true.
Following on from Sentimental Collections, I finally realised what it was that I did collect now and that is anything small that forms some kind of set. Maybe it is the familiarity of repetition or feeling of organisation or the fact that I can generally hold these things in my hands. Whatever the attraction is, I think there may be a slight addiction brewing.
At last. The kick in the arse has arrived. And what a large arse it is.
I was lying in bed last night thinking about all the crap I used to collect as a kid. I think we all felt the need to collect something or another as a child - maybe to help us fit in and provide our friends with the perception that we had some kind of material wealth.
That's all I could remember. What I used to love about them (not applicable to the snails and fossils I think) was the cool designs that you just can't get these days. I wish I still had some of my collections now but after the 3rd move as a teenager, I think they all ended up in a charity shop or just used up (not the novelty erasers were capable of rubbing out the lightest of pencil marks).
This Flickr site reminded me of what it is to collect stuff, the same stuff and similar but not quite the same stuff in mass quantities. Also from MassDistraction - Glow Stick Fun.
Feeling like the muppet version of a space cadet today. Fell over at practice last night and it seems to have shaken me up a bit.
As well as the "Hall of Hate" (although there's not been much use for that recently) I think I'm going to compile a "Best Kept Secrets" list - just so that I don't forget the most amazing hidden away experiences we discover on our travels.
Bird in the Hand, Hailey, Oxfordshire - you are the first to be inducted into the Paradise Circus Best Kept Secrets list. Well done!
Tonight I managed to get the camera to work. Huzzah!!! It's not fixed or anything but some gentle tweaking and the display actually fired up. There have been a million and one missed opportunities of late and at last I feel like I am on the road to recovery.