We struggle through life constantly trying to find each other with plaintive cries of Marco and Polo. We convene for pots of tea and discussions about everything and nothing. Somehow goats found their way into our repartee. There promises to be no logic to our content, just bits and pieces that we find on our travels.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Pro Cras Ti Nation.

The internet, oh boy the internet, all the places you'll go when you're trying to not do whatever it is you're meant to be doing.

Looking at things that are sort of not terribly exciting, but suddenly mesmerising. Like this


Wow.

And this


arrived at after watching Ice, Ice Baby and then Vanilla Ice AKA Robert Van Winkle apologise for all the shitty music he made.

And this, to top it all off and sum it all up


Posted by at
Labels: , ,

No comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)