Thought for the Dazed

I've had to give up that Distance Learning course as I was having trouble seeing the teacher.

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Thursday
Sep302004

Thin Tyres are Silly

I drove past a car today which had unfeasibly thin tyres. They looked like fat elastic bands wrapped around the shiny metal rollers which were the wheels. What made it all the more strange was that the car itself was an off roader supposedly intended to take on ploughed fields and the like. A bit hard to do with low profile racing slicks...

I'm waiting for the pendulum to swing back and huge, balloon like, tyres to become fashionable. Now they would look cool.
Wednesday
Sep292004

This is Quite Addictive

Hmmm. I've thought of a couple more:

The jellyfish comedian had always wanted a funny bone.

The dish was concerned about the way that her father kept introducing her to spoons.

I promise that there will be no more tommorrow....


Monday
Sep272004

One Million Footnotes - plus my three

I've found an amazing blog. You can take a look here. It is amazing how just a few words can capture a moment or feeling so efficiently.

I thought I'd have a go:

"The disguised horse was working under an assumed mane"

"'That's funny' he thought. And laughed"

"The piano was taking human lessons"
Sunday
Sep262004

On Sunday you Clean the Car

I'm a bit worried (nothing new there then eh?). Last week I washed the car. This week I had it serviced. These two actions are usually the overture to something large and expensive falling off the said vehicle. Today I thought I'd go the whole hog and clean the car inside as well. That way at least we can find the seats and steering wheel etc. Although this probably means that the engine will explode in the next few days.
Saturday
Sep252004

The Art of Discovery

Number one wife came home from shopping today to find me using the vacum cleaner. This is what I call good timing. We have got guests coming round and this usually spurs a marathon effort of tidying and cleaning - the one thing a bloke should never say in this situation is "it looks OK to me". This apparently code for "I have no eyes and the standards of a concussed wart-hog. Please remind me of this...."

Anyhoo, had a really good evening. Number on son cooked his trademark dish, Chilli, and we sat around solving the world's problems and drinking (or is that by drinking?).