Jul 12

If passengers will direct their attention to the right hand side of the blog, you will notice that I have added a link to my very own flickr page. Yes, that’s right, not content with boring the tits off you with words alone, I am now widening the mind-numbing experience that is me into a true multimedia extravaganza. Aren’t you all lucky? I really like the daily photo feature over at Dooce, and though I might not be able to match her damned fine creativity and knack for catching a good photo, I figure that if I keep clicking I’ll hit one or two good ones along the way.

Failing that I could always steal her photos and photoshop my face in there. Hmmmm.

Now that I’ve hit upon that plan, don’t be too surprised if I suddenly start sporting a slightly more feminine figure in any future photos. You have been warned. There will be hips. There will be breasts. Then will come the beard and the receding hairline. Think of a nightmarish chimera of William Shatner and the girl next door and you’re pretty much there.

And with that in mind, I bet you’re all wishing I had stayed talking about bombs. Tough break, folks. Tough break.

2 Responses to “One thousand words”

  1. Kelly Says:

    “Flickrdoo”. Heh, I like it! Great pics, good job torturing (your brothers?) with a doll.

  2. FawnDoo Says:

    The two smaller ones are my brothers, the bigger caveman-like one is my cousin. And thank you, I am rather proud of that particular torture myself! :-)

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