Sign of yon times

Argh! Don’t you hate it when someone beats you to it? Clever bastard!

Hair blazing

A. But my, what sexy legs! I get them by bathing in the blood of virgins don’t you know? I love having a bath to get rid of excess hair dye, for no other reason then to fool around in a tub of what looks like gore and blood! You have to admit it’s pretty stomach churning looking! And don’t envy me my sponge!

B. Right after dying I then slaughtered half my hair. When I see all this I get the feeling that it could be used for something… Hey maybe I could become one of those nutters who keep all their hair and then make a jersey or pair of underwear out of it! Um, or maybe I could just throw it out…

Flame on!

Aren’t these pretty? I used to call them ‘Flame-lilies’ as a kid before I knew they were a breed of Iris. I don’t much like the word ‘Iris’ so now I call them Flame-lilies as an adult as well!

Chew chew

Here’s Professor H, Hamster Extraordinaire, busy munching on one of the boxes in his cage. Since I took his wheel out I’ve been sacrificing many a cardboard box to his hamster-ish destructive needs, he’s very active and needs things to play with. The thing that gets me here is that this is a toothpaste box, and you can see written on it, ‘Maximum Cavity protection’, while the hamster sits, a few cm away, making quiet a cavity in it! Tut tut, what false advertising!

Claw-fully cool!

Oooh isn’t it nifty? I could so use one of these on my walks! Or in the shops! Or just generally about the house! From poking slow walkers with gusto, to reaching that low, low itch to spearing watermelon for easy demolition! *purr* Don't you hate having to give people back their stuff? It looks so nice on me!

Potty

Because why fix the potholes when it’s so much cheaper to just pop up a sign warning people about them? And if they should happen to ride into one? Well hello, they were warned! Like duh! Mind on some stretches of South African road it might be easier to put signs up tell people where there aren’t any potholes! And look at what they stood it up in! Stylish!

Snap out of it!

I snapped, so to speak, this photo at Sandton city, shopping mall for the rich and, apparently, quiet blind. This huge ceramic crocodile… really whatever could you use it for? Don’t say art, things have to have some sort of meaning to be art! It’s even got a pierced lip! And shoes? Alligator shoes? If I saw one of these in a person’s home I’d assume it was something you’d have to destroy to break the curse! The curse of bad, bad, shockingly bad taste!

Sizing up

Eish! I’m not sure there’s anything I can say that the advert doesn’t say already! And wasn’t I nice to get the full phone number down for you? Sorry, I mean, for “Your friend.”

Water fail

While this might look like a cute, country stream, how charming. It is, in fact, water from yet another burst pipe! Gallons and gallons of water gushing down my walk pathway! What a waste! And this happens a lot in this area. I will admit it can look awfully pretty, and on a hot day it’s kind of nice to stick your feet in…

Chair-man

I want them! Not one of them, all of them! To climb on top of them and … I donno but wouldn’t that be fun? And I love that blue one, there alone in the middle of the bunch. What an odd thing to sell at the side of the road though? I can just see a couple driving along, “Oh Ralph, if only we had an Otterman stool – oh look! Our prayers have been answered! Swerve honey, swerve!”

Ironned on

I love gates like this, with all the curly-wurly iron work. I just like that it’s unusual, it’s like the owners of the house decided to put that little bit of extra spangle to their homestead. Mind the perfectionist/artist in me can’t help seeing the one broken ironwork each time I look at this photo. Did you even notice it? ^_^

Corny

Proffessor H, hamster extraordinaire, is checking out his latest corncob. He truly loves them. Whenever he gets a new one, he walks around it, tentatively touching it with his wee paws, like he can’t quiet believe it’s there. Then he scrambles onto of it and proceeds to start nibbling diligently. He’s a little critter and the cob is mighty big, but don’t underestimate him. He can polish of an entire cob in just a week! Herbivores ‘who eat large quantities of plant matter’ rule!!

Seedy fruit

This is a Dragonfruit. Isn’t it queer? It’s bright neon pink on the outside and bright, neon purple on the inside! It has the consistency of a kiwi fruit but not much taste really, sort of like sweet but bland. I’d rather eat the kiwi. But you must admit, it’s eye-catching! (Do you know that if you eat too much of them your pee will go purple? Don’t go telling kids that!!)

Little office on the prairie

Oh my gosh! Isn’t this the cutest little police station you’ve ever seen? I was following the signs on my walk. Police station 2km – 1km etc, and I expected a large mess of buildings and cars and buff men in unfairly cool boots. Instead I come to this little titbit which had one car outside and space inside for what, maybe 5 squished officers? It appeals to me so much, I have no idea why! Can I have one?