How did that happen? Have I been drinking too much wine?
Yes. I may have been drinking a smidgen too much wine. That, however, is no excuse. I have always drunk too much wine, and yet still managed to prolifically update this blog. Every. Single. Week.
This long silence has much to owe to inherent laziness, it is true. However, blame can also be laid at the door of a blossoming, if somewhat torturous, relationship with Photoshop and ‘Lightroom’ – a new-fangled photo sorting catalogue that in the long run will make me work much more productively, but in the short term requires every last synaptic impulse that my brain can produce. Still, excuses are still only excuses. Rest assured that I will give myself a thorough spanking.
Shall we have a quick round up of late September/early October 2008? Oh, alright then.
The Rover has had a moment or two of pique, requiring a new battery and TWO new tyres. Aside from that, however, it’s been running fine. No doubt, that will change in the near future.
I’ve started cycling to work, and have only narrowly missed being hit by a truck on one occasion, and a relatively piffling little car on a different occasion. I have since bought myself a helmet and some lights. The best bit, though, is that I can be pissed off at cyclists when in my car, and furious with cars when riding on my bike. That’s two sets of road rage contained within the same human vessel. Anger genius.
D-I-Y in the F-L-A-TÂ has lost some momentum as all my money is being sunk into camera lenses, computer software, external hard drives, tripods, camera bags and other endless bits of photographic paraphenalia. Other expenses – of course – have been a battery and new tyres for the Rover. Still, the toilet seat is working admirably.
And finally, I’ve still got a job. Which is a bit of a big deal at the moment, don’t you think? Especially as I work for an investment bank. One that hasn’t gone tits up – obviously -but, still, it makes one feel SLIGHTLY insecure. My financial approach to this ‘credit crunch-recession-actually maybe it’s a depression’ is to pile the purchases up on my credit card. The thinking is that maybe the bank will disappear into the financial quagmire formerly known as the Stock Market, and in all the ensuing chaos, my account will be lost and I won’t ever have to pay the money back. Yes, I know. Financial genius. Feel free to adopt my approach. I won’t charge you a penny.
I don’t know why, but “tits up” has to be my favorite expression you accented folks use. As for your financial advice, we’re doing something similar, upgrading our living quarters to a place three times as big for three times the money! It just makes sense… (?)
Of course that makes sense…bigger IS better, especially when you can’t afford it.