Goggle eyes.

Look at this weird optical illusion. It looks like its moving but its just a static image. Makes your eyeballs turn inside out.

Found via pixelsurgeon.

Shoved by the hand of God.

A nun shoved me on the train the other day, the cow.

I swear its true. This nun was on the train and she was speaking Spanish with this other non-nun lady. They got off the tube at Gloucester Road station and I thought I would take up their pozzie leaning against the divider next to the doors. I turned my back towards the door to manouver myself into leaning position when, next thing you know I feel this holy hand in my back and a hard shove into the middle of the train. I turned around and THERE WAS THE NUN! Since I was brought up a catholic and I’m still consumed by catholic guilt (ask any catholic, practising or not, and they’ll fill you in) I couldn’t shove her back so I had to content myself with just giving her a greasy, the old bag. She’s lucky I don’t know how to say “Jesus Christ!” in Spanish. I only know it in Italian.

Cannot find Weapons of Mass Destruction.

Looking for some nuclear, chemical or biological weapons?

1. Go to Google.
2. Type in Weapons of Mass Destruction.
3. Click I’m feeling lucky.

Birthday proper.

Yay! Its my birthday today.

Tricky gave me a supersampler camera (expect some photos soon), took me to the Tate Modern, had lunch there, then we went to a matinee of the fantastic The Lion King musical. Had a great day. Thanks buddy. I love you.

But now I am even more knackered than yesterday.  Goodnight.

Birthday Boy

Its my birthday tomorrow. Tricky took me out today (cause a Sunday bithday HAS to start on a Saturday of course) for a fun-packed, surprise-filled day. We went to see the Tower of London, had a spot of Thai off Trafalgar Square, then went to see a great play, Abigail’s Party. I am absolutely knackered. But there’s more tomorrow for my birthday proper so have to sign off to get a good nights sleep.

Next post, I’ll be well and truly the wrong side of 35.