Who draws these days?
A journal of questionable quality
Nearly forgot, there's more to the week, and I have been kind enough to detail it all on an overblown drawling video for your visual comfort.
Staying calm in the face of incredible odds, remaining upright when all around were falling on their arse, maintaining the rage, and whining rather a lot about everything, our hero, the designated straight person, get's to the end of the week without having to change his underwear.
A blog post in which our hero had unreasonably high expectations of Blogger being able to handle a sound file.
Obviously it is going to be one of those days where I bugger about until it's too late to fly in my gliding sim, and blame everyone else for it.
You know the type of day.
12 seconds - your life in 12 seconds - what could be better?
Video / webcam dramas prevent me from assaulting your senses at present, but will be corrected.
I think. Time for a change of occupation? Seems to feel like it. The well oiled habit of never doing anything for more than a decade seems to be booting in again.
..is good for the soul, so I am told. I think not. I refuse to go outside. I am content. I am warm.
Favorite lady Doctor visited. Most functions still available bar blood pressure which requires something new to halt the gallop.
brings more Olympics.. a pleasure to watch. Kathy is found by SMS in Vienna. The two are not conected.
and all seems to be well. We have ventured far and wide - as far and wide as an eighty year old can. Video panoramics.
After the airport debacle yesterday anything should be easier. A chronic aversion to airports and traveling public has been confirmed. Does anyone wash anymore?