Wouldn’t it be cool if you had a front mounted camera on your car. How many times have you been driving along, admiring the view laid out before you, without anyway of stopping and capturing it? Those mornings when the sun is streaming dramatically through the clouds, whilst some idiot is 2 feet from your rear bumper meaning that any deviant from your course will problem result in the removal of your rear bumper.
Yes that type of camera would be very nice to have. Please Mr. Manufacturer, make it so.
Either that or fit a rear-pointing rocket launcher to my car. Thankseversomuch.
Arriving home on Saturday night, Louise commented on the colour of the moon. It was rather striking, and we nipped upstairs to setup the telescope. Thankfully the sky was crystal clear and we got an excellent view of what turned out to be an eclipse. I also got a couple of slightly dodgy photos.. but bugger me, the moon is a tricky subject to photograph. Admittedly it could’ve been down to the bottle of Cabernet Merlot I’d quaffed, or perhaps the 35% proof rum, or the fact it was midnight, the temperature was hovering around zero and I had neglected to put a jumper on..
Glad we caught it though. Even if it was completely by chance.
No-one to thank
Like most bloggers (I suspect, ohh god, say I’m not the only one who does this!), there are times when I catch myself viewing the world primarily as a means to aid with the composition a post. I was doing just that the other morning, and had the bare bones of a post mapped out in my head… before realising that it contained a basic flaw and I wouldn’t be able to post it.
However, in the spirit of sharing and, um, because it’s Monday morning and I’ve little else to mention… see if you can spot the flaw in the following:
Congratulations on that sunrise thing. It truly is a work of genius, I honestly wish I’d been getting up this early more often to catch this dazzling display.
Slight problem though, as my drive to work takes me West, I am spending increasing amounts of time gazing into my mirrors. Understandably this is possibly not the best thing to be doing whilst belting along the A726 at 70mph..
Any chance you could flip things around, sunrise in the West, sunset in the East? No? Pffff, and you call yourself a deity..
Did you spot it?
I’d like to coin a new term. For all of us who have forced themselves to start writing, in the hope that a viable blog post will spew forth, I’d like to introduce “forcing”. No wait, that’s already something… umm… “Forging” .. dammit.. “Forceblogging”?
Whatever the term is, this post is most DEFINITELY an excellent example of this new genre of blogging.
It seems the gods of technology are hell bent on retribution. Not only is my home PC beginning to make some rather loud rattley type noises, far louder and rattlier than normal, but this week I’m in a week long induction course (which does include a session entitled “First Expressions, Lasting Impressions”…). Blogging shall be of the “lite” variety, diet blogging, if you will.
Of course I’m sure I’ll find the odd moment here and there but I’m just getting my excuses in now, rather than have you all wondering if my previous post —Blogs are rubbish— was some form of epitaph. Although, frankly, if you think that’s how I’d sign off from blogland you are sadly mistaken and really haven’t been paying proper attention.