Being Mr. Kenny

I snapped this a while ago when the weather was still warm. I take photos like this quite a bit. I’ll be walking along when a view catches my eye, and I get funny looks as I point my camera at the most mundane things. But I care not, I would regret it if I didn’t photograph it.

Not bad, eh?

Isn’t Kubuntu pretty, by the way? I love it :D Even though every time I scroll a webpage, it’s jerky instead of being smooth. Even though it can be so easily misused so as to bring about misery and pain. Even though I’ve had to reinstall it as many as seven times in the last three months.

Update: If you want to see the field where I took the photo, you can on Google Maps I was standing roughly where the photo is centered.

Found this poster a while ago in a kebab shop:

What tickled me was the ISO mark you see there. ISO is a standards organisation that, well, sets standards. I’m used to hearing their name in conjunction with computing standards like XHTML and character encodings. Apparently they also set the standards for making kebabs. Who knew?

It’s August. In the Northern hemisphere, that means it’s summer. Over here in Britain, that means it’s raining. Consequentially, we can’t hang our washing up outside. Well, we could but it would be a pointless exercise.

So anyway, I put my brain to good use today, and constructed a washing line out of a length of polyester twine I found and my wardrobes. And yes, I did mean to use the plural! (Really, one of them is just a cupboard under the stairs, but I like to think of it as a wardrobe. Well, no I don’t really, but it was easier to just write “wardrobes” and besides, it’s provided me with the opportunity to now make silly comments about my choice of words.)

That last paragraph took me ten minutes to write!

Anyway, I took a photo (underwear has been pixellated out for comic effect):

I may write to the University of Sheffield and ask them to upgrade my degree for showing applied knowledge in the field of laundromatic engineering. I also may write to them to ask them to stop including me in the term “alumni” since it makes me feel old and like I owe them some money, but that’s another matter entirely.

I was wandering through a nearby park on my lunch break the other day, when I came across these two signs:

I thought this was particularly inconsiderate of the trees, since usually they shout when they’re dropping a limb.

Earlier this week, a headset was installed on the phone in reception. This means that one may talk freely on the phone, whilst having both hands available for, for example, typing and other sundry office tasks.

Continuing the theme of being astonished by encounters with mildly interesting electronic office equipment, I took a photo of myself wearing the fore-mentioned apparel.

Space age!

My sister has a cuddly toy that’s a sheep. She picked it up the other night, and asked me who I thought it looked like. Puzzled, I replied that I didn’t think it looked like anybody, what are you talking about?

Then she said, “out of the Big Brother house” and the penny dropped. Check it out, it totally looks like him!

Glynn, if you’re reading, we do love you, really, we do!

I noticed my biuvula was looking pretty fine the other day, so I thought I’d treat you to a photo.

But be warned, it’s not for the faint of stomach!

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