Rastus has cattitude

This is one cat with attitude

Still alive

It's hard to find an incentive to update your blog when you're suddenly living in a house with only dialup lol but I am hoping to have my own PC here soon.

See the shoe?

I saw this sign outside a French crepe place in town the other day with a shoe tied to it. The sign says "the guy who stole our tip jar can come back for his 100$ shoe"

my first try at long exposure

The camera could only do 30 secs max so it wasn't that great but I was just exploring. The only thing I learnt is that my boyfriends jersey makes me look enormous lol.

Rollin' along

summer loving

Oh the shame

Flatulent passenger grounds airline flight

08 December 2006
NASHVILLE: It may be one problem airline security officials never envisioned – a passenger lighting matches in flight to mask odours from her flatulence.

The woman's actions resulted in an emergency landing on Monday in Nashville of an American Airlines flight bound for Dallas from Washington DC, said Lynne Lowrance, a spokeswoman for Nashville's airport.

Other passengers reported the odour of burnt matches, but the woman was not forthcoming when asked about it, Lowrance said on Wednesday.

"Of course, she was scared and embarrassed but all the passengers had to disembark, all the luggage had to be searched, a canine team was brought in, and about three hours were consumed in sorting out the situation," she said.

The woman was not allowed back on the flight and barred from flying on American Airlines, Lowrance said.

"Since there was no malice involved and the incident was accidental, she was not charged with anything," she said.

Passengers are permitted four books of paper safety matches on a plane but cannot light them during flight, Lowrance said.

"I've had calls from people all over the country about this," she said. "And I don't have the answer to this problem."

Yet another gratuitious cat 'portrait'

This is what mild panic looks like

Rastus rules the roost

This is Rastus, Ginga's bossy brother. They were a delight to photograph but Rastus had one minor flaw...he was TERRIFIED of me at times. Getting close was hard but I still managed to take photo after photo. They're just all blurry.

Ginger gorgeousness

This is Ginga, the most gorgeous placid cat I have met in a long time.

Waiting for the bus

Contemplation

Life below decks

Part of an exhibit about what it would have been like to travel on a ship from England to New Zealand for a new life in the 1800's.

I made this

It's called a floating necklace. The pics suck but it gives you an idea of how I am spending my sick time and how damn good I am lol. This was my first try at a bead necklace and now it wont be my last cos I rock!!

Bil Brierley - not a speller

How many thousands of dollars for a degree and he can't even check his title is spelt right. Was on my way to the dentist and thought this was worth a stop...but of course anything is to keep from reaching the dentists office

Britain's unluckiest man?

'Britain's unluckiest man' - who has suffered 16 major accidents - is laid up again after falling down a manhole.

John Lyne's misfortunes have included two lightning strikes, a rock-fall in a mine, nearly drowning and three car crashes.

Mr Lyne, 54, of Stainforth, near Doncaster, will be out of action for 32 weeks after his latest mishap, reports the Doncaster Free Press.

The accident damaged his back and injured his left leg and both knees - on top of a lifetime of broken bones.

Mr Lyne says he's not bitter - just glad to be alive.

"Everyone thinks it is just hilarious," he said. "My mates, family and wife Susan just laugh about it.

"I don't think there is any reason or explanation for it though, it has just happened really. I have to particularly be careful on the Friday 13ths, when a few accidents have fallen."

Mr Lyne's mishaps cover a lifetime. As a child, he fell off a horse and cart - only to be run over by a delivery van.

When he was a teenager, he broke his arm falling from a tree. On his way back from hospital, his bus crashed, breaking the same arm in another place. The date was Friday the 13th.

Just a joke

A man is driving down the road and his car breaks down near a monastery. He goes to the monastery, knocks on the door, and says, "My car broke down. Do you think I could stay the night?"
The Monks graciously accept him, feed him dinner, even fix his
car. As the man tries to fall asleep, he hears a strange sound. A sound not like anything he's ever heard before. The Sirens that nearly seduced Odysseus into crashing his ship comes to his mind.
He doesn't sleep that night. He tosses and turns trying to figure out what could possibly be making such a seductive sound. The next morning, he asks the Monks what the sound was, but they say, "We can't tell you. You're not a Monk."
Distraught, the man is forced to leave.
Years later, after never being able to forget that sound, the man goes back to the monastery and pleads for the answer again. The Monks reply, "We can't tell you. You're not a Monk."
The man says, "If the only way I can find out what is making that beautiful sound is to become a Monk, then please, make me a Monk."
The Monks reply, "You must travel the earth and tell us how many blades of grass there are and the exact number of grains of sand. When you find these answers, you will have become a Monk."
The man sets about his task. After years of searching he returns as a grey-haired old man and knocks on the door of the monastery. A Monk answers. He is taken before a gathering of all the Monks. "In my quest to find what makes that beautiful sound, I travelled the earth and have found what you asked for: By design, the world is in a state of perpetual change. Only God knows what you ask. All a man can know is himself, and only then if he is honest and reflective and willing to strip away self deception."
The Monks reply, "Congratulations. You have become a Monk. We
shall now show you the way to the mystery of the sacred sound."
The Monks lead the man to a wooden door, where the head monk says,
"The sound is beyond that door."
The Monks give him the key, and he opens the door.
Behind the wooden door is another door made of stone.
The man is given the key to the stone door and he opens it, only to find a door made of ruby. And so it went that he needed keys to doors of emerald, pearl and diamond. Finally, they come to a door made of solid gold.
The sound has become very clear and definite. The Monks say, "This is the last key to the last door." The man is apprehensive to no end. His life's wish is behind that door!
With trembling hands, he unlocks the door, turns the knob, and slowly pushes the door open. Falling to his knees , he is utterly amazed to discover the source of that haunting and seductive sound......
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But I can't tell you what it is because you're not a Monk.

Church door

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I think I outdid myself. I've made fabric bags, soap, wire wrapped glass photo frames but these are my favourites.

BTW had my wisdom tooth out today...I don't recommend it. There was cracking sounds, lots of blood all over my face, pain that took many pills to get on top of. Ugh.

Crafty wench that I am...

My cousins are getting the best presents this year. Not just because I made them but because I made them and they don't suck!!

Photo block

My wisdom tooth is being removed on Friday, finally. Hopefully my photo inspiration will return then. The tooth was infected cos it was impacted and could only half come through. Ugh. Thank God for antibiotics. Until then I will leave you with these gems. I suddenly want a dog.

New addiction alert

Oh bugger, new addiction alert!! In an attempt to clear the piles of extra stuff I have and to help cover my wisdom tooth surgery (whimper) I have started selling a few things on trademe, NZ's answer to ebay. All three things have sold so far - grand profit after shipping, something like $15 lol but OMG it's so much fun!!

Anyone else shamelessly addicted to auction sites?

True Love

True love is not finding the perfect person to love but loving a flawed person perfectly

Well worth the download

Texas - I'll See It Through

When you touch me
I feel there's nothing you can do to turn me away
And I know that
In the past you've had bad luck so I should help you stay

You're all I ever wanted
You're all I ever needed, it's you
You're all I've ever wanted
And loving you's the right thing to do
And I'll see it through

When I close my eyes
And think of you it takes me places that I've never seen
And the rain, it blows
You're brushing up against my skin to wash me clean

You're all I ever wanted
You're all I ever needed - it's you
You're all I've ever wanted
And loving you's the right thing to do
And I'll see it through

I'll show you the love in my head
I'll show you the love that we had
I'll show you the love in my head
I'll show you the love that we had

You're all I ever wanted
You're all I've ever needed, it's you
You're all I've ever wanted
And loving you's the right thing to do

You're all I ever wanted
You're all I've ever needed, it's you
You're all I've ever wanted
And loving you's the right thing to do
And I'll see it through

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A golden opportunity

Worth buying?

I am going into a local motorcycle shop in the next couple of weeks to see if they'd be interested in showing my work for sale on their walls. Fingers crossed cos that would be my first attempt at showing or selling my work and by extension myself. The second pic has noise added which may not show up at this size but trust me, it enhances it.

So what do you think? Are they worth paying for?

Memories and meaning

To answer helpmate hubbys question these items come from my last relationship. For one thing the guy was from the US, a long, long way away and we met when he was in Iraq. Yeah, talk about cliche. It wasn't the smartest thing to do but it happened. The ring is his, he bought it in Iraq to wear when he took his wedding ring off (told ya it wasn't a smart relationship) and he let me have it when we met (he was going back to his wife) and the broken heart is my half of the pendant I took over to the US to split with him when I visited.

My choice of relationships has sucked up til now but the memories can be pretty damn good.

Old memories

Old memories...and indecision about which photo to post lol

Spring evening

Moored

Rustbucket boat

Going for the King Kong rusty old junk look

Fake lomo

Dino boy

Chrome

I love how shiny this bike is in the sun

Flower pano

The pano didnt stitch as straight as I had hoped because the sun was hiding the picture on the camera screen and I had to make a guess at how straight it was and ended up cutting a lot of it out to even it up but I still like the colors and the different plants. It looks best large.

Nikau statue

Praise

Someone left this comment for me online and I am so flattered I had to share it. To be told this is beyond wonderful. Thank you Wayne!! xxxx p.s. I LOVE being called honey lol.

bb,

I checked out your blog and website. As far as skill as a photographer goes, you're already there, honey. Your photographs are as good as any I've seen by big-name celebrites. Your passion for photography shines through in every single picture. This is definitely something that you were meant to do. Don't ever stop. In time, you name will be known world wide.

glowing totems

three men and a seagull

wherever I lead 2

wherever I lead

Spring flowers

the road is full of beautiful adventures

pyramid and totem

acting coy (new version)

Boatsheds and monastery

swinging into spring

Spring is on its way!!!!
And summer is after that!!!!!

Contemplative mood

old and new redux

spotlight

say a little prayer for me

old and new part 2