I’ve begun to notice a pattern. When I take the 365 photo, it turns into a ‘point a camera at Liz and make her smile‘. When Liz takes a photo, it turns into ‘point a camera and Train and hope she doesn’t bite me‘.
I think it’s in my best interest to keep this(click to read the full post)
It seems any time Liz and I struggle for 365 creative’ness, we instantly turn to Train. About two thirds of those times, you’ll get a plain photo of Train. The other third, Liz or I will try and show Train how much we love her. Of course, Train also feels the need(click to read the full post)
Liz with normal eyes, Train with crazy eyes.
It’s Liz in nice light. Nothing more. Nothing less.
With the increased riding that I’ve been doing, I’ve been developing a bit of a strange arm tan.
Speaking of riding, today I rode the Salsa to Heathcote with Andy, Matt and a dozen other Fixie Riders. They were all heading out to Garie Beach in the Royal National Park so I tagged along til(click to read the full post)
Nothing special for this one. Strobes were used but the result is fairly half assed, so I guess you could call it a semi-cop out 365.
Some of you might say that this is a cop out photo. I say that it took far more time to set up than a cheesy self portrait might have.
When it suits her, our kitty sure knows how to play up to the camera. Below is a prime example of this…
It’s times like these that Liz and I often get tricked into rubbing her belly. I mean, she’s half flipped herself over and exposed her delicious kitty belly, so she must want(click to read the full post)
It might seem strange to you and I, but Liz greatly enjoys smelling cats. Strangely it doesn’t extend to smelling kitty poo or kitty chuck.
I’m not trying to make Liz look creepy either. Just presenting the facts as I see them.
Firstly sad cause we visited the Dentist. She got one (massive) filling done that took what seemed like forever. After being home from that for a half hour or so, we headed back to Dentistland cause the filling wasn’t feeling right. A little more grindy and she was good to go.
A short(click to read the full post)
My cousin Jenny got me what is arguably the best Christmas present I received this year. Behold. A pencil sharpener that functions through the cat’s bum (ass, arse, backside… whatever you want to call it).
And if that’s not troubling enough, as rotational pressure is applied… kitty begins to meow. It’s not a(click to read the full post)
Specifically, the one of Steve Jobs holding up an iPhone at his keynote.
I’m quite surprised they didn’t get any of Balakov’s work on there, as its always been the benchmark for LEGO recreations of photos.
Anyway, it’s a nice feature. I said all the right things, he quoted me on all the right things. (click to read the full post)
Photographic evidence of the ants which Liz told you about earlier. We almost had them all killed a day or so back, but they’ve come back with vengeance.
Farewell my super sexy colour coded Salsa stem. You’re affected by a recall so you’ve got to be replaced with a standard alloy coloured one.