11/9 Post

I was browsing b3ta this morning and noticed that it was the 11th of September ( 9/11 in America, 11/9 everywhere that counts) and that made it the anniversary of a certain event. Normally I wouldn't do anything as to avoid offending any god fearing politically correct types. However, I had a nice idea that did not involve a comical object or person knocking down the buildings.


It's a picture of a bee defending the towers from a wasp by firing it's eye lasers at it.

Completely Undeserved Celebrations

Wrist-hugging and it's refuge has existed for a year this month and what better way to celebrate than a wallpaper that no one except for me will ever use/see.

I know when this image is looked at it'll probably be written off as lazy, but I quite enjoyed making it, there were some good memories and rants I re-read while piecing it together and while completely unbelievable here's hoping I can, this time next year look back and have another set of fun times to remember. (Click the image for wallpaper-ish sized).


heres a list of the posts each months picture was taken from:

2008

Sep
Oct
Nov
Dec

2009

Jan
Feb
Mar
Apr
May
Jun
Jul
Aug
Sep

How to: Disappoint and confuse yourself

Yo-ho ahoy nobody. I figure I dropped off the map for so long that even passing strangers now skip this hole because of all the cobwebs. However, while I say this -every- time I disappear and come back, I should be about more for now at least. The course I was on has finally finished and I have a little bit more free time. So much so in fact that I'm at a loss as to what to do, -so- much of a loss in fact, that I ended up here typing.

However not all my time is free, which is the part where the title comes in. The first lesson I shall teach for a while shall be a simple one while I work on more stuff in GIMP. Don't believe me? how dare you. I bring proof and Jaffe cakes, however the Jaffe cakes are just for me.

See, I have at the very least got the programme open. Anyway the course was fun. By the end of it each day was essentially a bitching contest between various members of staff and trainees. Suffice to say the side that had me tended to win. Although I'll admit not due to intelligence or well placed insults, just persistence.

I found a nice picture I made years ago when I used to use Windows (I know, right?). No fancy layers or anything just a cheap mspaint scribble, but it's of a much higher quality than the stuff I usually garnish my rants with so enjoy.



You might notice I've stumbled around the subject slightly here, well I'm somewhat disappointed in myself. There is one thing you see, I said with some authority while younger and possessed some sort of social life, that "I would never do volunteer work, I mean, that's like working, but like, for free". Unfortunately however for reasons unknown ... I'm working voluntarily for a charity shop.

As you can see I'm rather confused and I imagine my sociable self from the past would be disappointed.

As for the dear non-existent reader, are you not disappointed with what that rambling lead up too and confused as to why you bothered?

Treasure Chest

My last day at the placement at the 'Local' College and I have been given something fun to play with. Several hours of audio footage from interviews, meetings and such like. Technically I'm suppose to listen and extract any interesting highlights. Actually however, I am editing them for comedic effect.

My ultimate aim is to mix together what I have into some kind of really bad music track, however for now I am just altering the lecturers voices so to bring down the students. As I am that sad. Preview you say? Okay.

Taken from a lecture preparing high school kids for life after school.

I thought about the what I'd have to say when uploading other peoples voices to this site on the bus here this morning and what I've decided is:
If you hear your voice and want it removed, let me know. Likewise, if you hear your voice and want to be credited, let me know.

No picture yet because I can't be bothered at the moment

Lets Dance

I finally got round to sending myself all of the Safety signs I made as part of sabotaging a work project and as I'm getting almost as bad as UK:Resistance when it comes to update content I have decided since I did technically make them in GIMP that they were good enough, so here's Part 1 of my "How to: Guarantee you don't get a job" picture expose.



Probably the cleverest of the bunch, that's right, we're getting the 'good' stuff out the way early.



Any form of subtle alteration is totally out the window now, at least with the first one it could have been taken as a accidental mess up.


This one doesn't even really make sense, at the time I just really wanted to play Spirograph. I know your loving these but I have to make them last, one more for this update and then I have 3 more of ever decreasing quality!

Last one above. In case you can't see the direction this post has gone in with it's message, it's basically: If you want to screw your chances of getting hired from a work trial, take your work about as seriously as you would a midget in a clown outfit.

Try to get your combat multiplier...

... even higher. I meant to post earlier today with some signs I had put together for the job I'm doing at the moment, I'm making mobile Java books to help people learn while on the toilet or something, it's boring and time consuming considering I am expected to mix in relevant pictures to the text. I quickly got bored of this and decided that the people reading it probably would have too, so I started quite subtly (she says..) with a new safety sign stating "Danger Danger, High Voltage" but after that I couldn't think of anything so innocent. So if you take a Health and Safety Course in my area in the near future and see such images in the mobile content as "Moonwalk! at all times", "Swine Flu, Wear mask" and (one of my favourites after the first I mentioned:) "Caution, Safety Dance". Then you know who to thank.

I will post those tomorrow if I get chance, only reason I didn't earlier today was that I was tired and so spent most of midday-ish drawing a picture before forgetting why I was even there and going home. I suppose I had best write something informative quite quickly as I feel I haven't done that in at least 3-4 months:

If there is one thing I have learnt over the last week, it's that the best way of educating you're children about swear words is to take them to a theme park and sit them next to the roller coasters because at least while I was in attendance this Saturday gone you couldn't get near a ride I was on without hearing a high pitched, elongated squeal of various swear words usually followed by whimpering and tears.

So if you would like the opportunity to listen to your youngling asking "Mummy what does C*nt mean and why is that girl screaming it while crying?" then you know what to do.

Wizadora because, with language like mine I'll never be aloud on kids TV.

Oh, also: Hi Ray, your Pirate ship ride sucks and your failed attempts at killing us makes me laugh, I hope many people vomit on your 5£ sun glasses from above.

I did it again didn't I?

Promised tales of hilarity forgotten about and even more since then, a brief summerary, they decided to split up our group as we were clearly causing to much trouble so I ended up in with a bunch of rather boring strangers. For some reason however rather than taking this as a sign to shut up and work or whatever, I decided it was time for me to change the class into more of an arts & crafts session. I have sitting at home now a Pokedex and a Dragon Ball Z scouter that I made out of cardboard and felt tip pens rather than working on employability. I also tried my hand at dirty jokes and hosting a quiz show during an application form techniques class.

Either way that is at an end now as I have been put out on placement at the local College handling web development and such. You can tell how much I'm enjoying it as I am writing this from my office desk.

Must dash, but if anyone is out at Drayton Mannor this Saturday keep an eye out for the girl in the "I -heart- Chocobo's" top, Wearing an Helen Hunt mask (Really on this one, don't think about it to much).