Apparently all these photos are NGEOs best photos of the year. I have no idea how true that is, but here's some of my favourite :)
Thursday, July 23, 2009
The warm fuzzy feeling
Apparently all these photos are NGEOs best photos of the year. I have no idea how true that is, but here's some of my favourite :)
Guilty pleasures
Spotted, a woman at Safeway putting cinnamon doughnuts into her shopping basket. Makes sense, since the bakery was putting them on offer. In goes 3 boxes. However, I couldn't help but notice she had a really guilty look on her face. Her head had scanned her surroundings before quickly grabbing the boxes while her eyes did quick glances around her. She did catch me looking at her, but as soon as our eyes met, she looked down. Why is that? GUILT.
Poor woman didn't stand a chance. It was displayed right in the middle of the entrance, stacked up high. Does she also realise that just because you think nobody saw you put it in your basket, the calories don't count?
I walked around a little more, and wandered into the chocolate aisle. I felt like something rich. Grabbed it and proceeded to the checkout and sat on the bench right outside the exit. I broke off a bit of my chocolate and put it in my mouth. Mmmm, rich, creamy milk chocolate, cool air blowing and the sun on my face. I suddenly wondered if this would make a good advert.
Out walks doughnut woman. She pauses to look at me, the opened chocolate bar in my left hand, partially bitten off square in my right. For a split second, I thought she was gonna rob me of my chocolate, but she quickly walked to her car.
Makes me wonder if she'd rather have my chocolate than her 3 boxes of doughnuts. That goes to show, indulge in ONE good thing, rather than 3 of something bleh.
Poor woman didn't stand a chance. It was displayed right in the middle of the entrance, stacked up high. Does she also realise that just because you think nobody saw you put it in your basket, the calories don't count?
I walked around a little more, and wandered into the chocolate aisle. I felt like something rich. Grabbed it and proceeded to the checkout and sat on the bench right outside the exit. I broke off a bit of my chocolate and put it in my mouth. Mmmm, rich, creamy milk chocolate, cool air blowing and the sun on my face. I suddenly wondered if this would make a good advert.
Out walks doughnut woman. She pauses to look at me, the opened chocolate bar in my left hand, partially bitten off square in my right. For a split second, I thought she was gonna rob me of my chocolate, but she quickly walked to her car.
Makes me wonder if she'd rather have my chocolate than her 3 boxes of doughnuts. That goes to show, indulge in ONE good thing, rather than 3 of something bleh.
7:41am...what's wrong?
It's 7:41am on a Thursday morning. A bum such as myself should be asleep waaayyy past 10am. What am I doing up? I was rudely awakened by a nightmare or astronomical proportions. I dreamt I was married.
To who I was married to was even weirder. It was a cross between 2 people I knew in life - yes, hybrid person, and he already has a kid. On top of that, I was staying in the house directly opposite my parents. The icing on the cake was I didn't know I got married. It apparently happened during a 2 week blackout that I had. I was going throuh a 'phase'. Some sort of psychological trauma (I don't know what).
The proof was the ring that I had on my finger. It was made of ceramic, and had the words 'Bertie's Pots' written on it. First thoughts that came to mind was that the decision to get married was something done spur of the moment.
Scene changes to a familiar restaurant. I'm having drinks with some old friends. Somehow feel obligated to tell them what happened to me. They're aware that I went missing for 2 weeks (strange). Everyone's shocked, especially one of them, who goes into stunned silence and is completely expressionless. That scared me the most. Somehow I needed his approval.
End.
I wake up and it takes me at least a full 30seconds to figure out where I am. Dark and unfamiliar surroundings with some faint noises in the backgrond. I feel a strange childish fear of being lost. I'm in my aunt's living room in Melbourne. What am I doing here? Logic hits me. Oh.
I haven't had a nightmare in ages. Sitting here writing about it makes me thing, do I fear being married? Or being married to the wrong person? More of the former I believe, no?
To who I was married to was even weirder. It was a cross between 2 people I knew in life - yes, hybrid person, and he already has a kid. On top of that, I was staying in the house directly opposite my parents. The icing on the cake was I didn't know I got married. It apparently happened during a 2 week blackout that I had. I was going throuh a 'phase'. Some sort of psychological trauma (I don't know what).
The proof was the ring that I had on my finger. It was made of ceramic, and had the words 'Bertie's Pots' written on it. First thoughts that came to mind was that the decision to get married was something done spur of the moment.
Scene changes to a familiar restaurant. I'm having drinks with some old friends. Somehow feel obligated to tell them what happened to me. They're aware that I went missing for 2 weeks (strange). Everyone's shocked, especially one of them, who goes into stunned silence and is completely expressionless. That scared me the most. Somehow I needed his approval.
End.
I wake up and it takes me at least a full 30seconds to figure out where I am. Dark and unfamiliar surroundings with some faint noises in the backgrond. I feel a strange childish fear of being lost. I'm in my aunt's living room in Melbourne. What am I doing here? Logic hits me. Oh.
I haven't had a nightmare in ages. Sitting here writing about it makes me thing, do I fear being married? Or being married to the wrong person? More of the former I believe, no?
Nominees for Village Idiot
And the nominees are....
1. Stupid kid in China who drinks gasoline so he can be more like Optimus Prime.
http://jalopnik.com/5319571/kid-drinks-gasoline-to-be-like-optimus-prime
2. Pregnant girl wants to marry dead politician fiancee in an after-life ceremony in Malaysia
http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2009/7/22/nation/4362111&sec=nation
1. Stupid kid in China who drinks gasoline so he can be more like Optimus Prime.
http://jalopnik.com/5319571/kid-drinks-gasoline-to-be-like-optimus-prime
2. Pregnant girl wants to marry dead politician fiancee in an after-life ceremony in Malaysia
http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2009/7/22/nation/4362111&sec=nation
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