My puppy, His Royal Ugliness, jumped into my bed to have a look at the internets and the very lovely people I talk to. They seem to have startled him, though.
Returned from the Los Angeles Edwardian Ball: And today in my regular Dishevelled and Slovenly Aspect: Hilarious MySpace angles to avoid the mugshotishness that is regular in my attempts at self portraiture.
Younger days meme - this came my way today & I thought I'd share. I'm the cool dude with the tinted specs and the powder blue shirt. This would have been about 1988ish, I think - and I'm probably 18 or 19 in this picture.
Also, it snowed in my face, It was proper manga snow where you know someones gonna die, and your on a bridge and theres a guy with a wide-brimmed hat and a sword bigger than him in sillouette. We just made snow angels.
here I am.. Cardboard Mustache and a little pickle. This was on of the many mustache photo's I took @ the Edwardian Ball in Los Angeles this Sat! OH! what fun and Gin soaking I had.
I felt the snow required another one. It's *Berkshire*. A snow day. In bloody *Berkshire*. Actually, Berkshire's fine - it's just the two hours I spent stuck on a train once I passed Slough then we all turned back once we hit Paddington because 8 inches of snow renders London impassible. Clearly.
@ Admiral Neck - fear the feline. Still remember one of the girls at school who had to scream 'look, I didn't slit my wrists in a moment of emo like her, her and her, it was the sodding CAT! note the parallel lines, dammit!'