My heart aches for my new camera. My Uncle has the same one, you see. That is how these wonderful photographs were brought to existence; I took them with his camera. The noticeably higher quality pictures like this one were taken in Ohio in August. Alas, the current pictures are all of lousy quality. C’est la vie.Archives for December, 2007
My heart aches for my new camera. My Uncle has the same one, you see. That is how these wonderful photographs were brought to existence; I took them with his camera. The noticeably higher quality pictures like this one were taken in Ohio in August. Alas, the current pictures are all of lousy quality. C’est la vie.Until I receive my new camera (which will make its grand arrival before long), you will be forced to endure less than mediocre pictures.
Sally watches as Seamus does something inane. 
The Princess and the Potbelly.
The Dense One finds snow and his sister far too amusing.
Sally cannot possibly fathom the reason Seamus was sprung upon her.
Snow is so mundane.
The Princess and the Potbelly.
The Dense One finds snow and his sister far too amusing.
Sally cannot possibly fathom the reason Seamus was sprung upon her.
Snow is so mundane.
I just broke another wire in my mouth. These braces are a bitch on more levels than one. Not only do they limit the foods I consume, the fact that I repeatedly break them and pop out brackets subsequently leads to more orthodontist appointments. The fact that the orthodontic staff now know me on a first name basis is rather disconcerting. They are growing petulant with my frequent visits, and I have to endure the constant lectures about eating hard foods.
I digress.
Liam; my little brother, mon petit frere, my tiny comrade. My ‘half’ brother if you wish to be technical, a product of my father and she-who-shall-not-be-named. It’s nearing two years that Liam’s been in existence, and it’s proved difficult to come to terms with the fact that HE IS NO LONGER A BABY.
I’m supposed to visit them in the depths of hell over the course of the Christmas break, a task finds me less than enthralled. Why? She-who-shall-not-be-named. She is undoubtedly the most vile, vindictive, selfish human being in the Northern Hemisphere. And perhaps the Southern Hemisphere. And Tobago, wherever the hell that is.
…possesses people to walk so slowly in shopping malls. Seriously.