I have a gripe that perhaps some of you have as well. There are tens of thousands of groups on Flickr. Over the years, I’ve joined quite a few and contribute when I can. There is an entire segment of groups centralised around the cities in which we reside. I too think this is grand. It . . . → Read More: Group Rantings
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About two or three nights a month I have to do audits and resets overnight. I hate working third shift. I’m very thankful that I don’t have to do it all the time unlike so many of my co-workers. It should really be outlawed. Nobody should have to work overnight. It ruins your life. I did . . . → Read More: A Mans Meal I wrote this wee poem back in late 2008 when things were not so grand in the land of Davis. I found it today by accident while perusing one of my backup drives. It speaks for itself, I think. I have watched a myriad Of red and green lights . . . → Read More: Literal City Sleepy eyes. Feet dragging from the bedroom to the cool kitchen tiles. Weary eyes peer out the window pane over the sink to find a moonlit wind swept drive. Peek into a mysterious cupboard to discover Early Grey awaiting a pour. Half and Half or Straight? Hot kettle screeches a wakening tune breaking the subdued silence of twilight. Inhalation of steamy rousing . . . → Read More: Twilight Tea One day last week, I was at work doing audits and such as I do everyday when a box of screws fell and splattered into a marvellous figure of a dolphin. Seeing the dolphin in the jumble of screws, I studied it lying lying there on the frigid concrete floor. A moment later my boss came . . . → Read More: Artistic Licence |
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