No matter what I do, I can't get the Cloud Stories page to Publish. I suppose there are too many people worried it will freak the whole planet out if they thought it's possible to 'chat' to people in the future. (And that in some random way they can speak back to us).
Message in a bottle perhaps? Zetail, it wagzze Doeg.
It reminds me of that cat video where it is swinging round on the ceiling fan, and Splat, you have a 'Kittywake'.
A word from 'His Emminently Royal Stormy Petrolness'
"I am actually not sure what kind of bird it is in the picture I posted of myself. Anyway it was stuffed a long time ago".
"Looks like the old bird had another close shave in this picture, wonder why it likes it's hair to look like it's been pulled though a hadron collider backwards. Cool glasses though, still got all it's own teeth. You wouldn't think such a normal looking human could be as random as this one, but there you go, I blame the parents. Should never have bought the Encyclopedia Britannica and left it lying around, you can't be too careful about early readers. As for allowing it unsupervised use of a chemistry set, a microscope, and allowing it to light it's own fireworks, one has to consider such parenting as completely irresponsible".
"Look at it, butter wouldn't melt in it's mouth in this picture. If the Intergalactic Federation of Stormy Petrolness had let this one into mainstream science as an unsupervised child, it would have cost far too much to repair the damage it caused. Should have seen what she did with the iron filings and sulphuric acid... Nowadays she is just happy to make soap".
"In my capacity as 'His Emminently Royal Stormy Petrolness', I demand more parental supervision of these offspring, this one was a nightmare to thwart processing".
Us Ps and Qs like an outing together now and again. This is taken in a lovely little cafe in, you guessed it.... Norway.
Actually I have tried to find out what kind of a bard the white one in the picture is. I thought it might be a bad case of taxidermi on an Egret, but the beak is wrong and legs too short. It is definately a dead bird, even though it speak... The cafe owner realy did insist that he took a picture of me holding the bird, it would be rude not to of course.
I can't help it, I have the sneakiest suspicion that there were a load of prangsters from the future that turned up on this holiday. I think I might put a picture of the flying mackeral up in the Norway section. I need to edit it so I can 'blow it up', which is exactly what it looks like happened to it in my photo. There's me freezing cold in the middle of nowhere trying to be romantic and take a picture of the aurora borealis, and all I get is space junk flying overhead.
Message in a bottle perhaps? Zetail, it wagzze Doeg.
It reminds me of that cat video where it is swinging round on the ceiling fan, and Splat, you have a 'Kittywake'.
A word from 'His Emminently Royal Stormy Petrolness'
"I am actually not sure what kind of bird it is in the picture I posted of myself. Anyway it was stuffed a long time ago".
"Looks like the old bird had another close shave in this picture, wonder why it likes it's hair to look like it's been pulled though a hadron collider backwards. Cool glasses though, still got all it's own teeth. You wouldn't think such a normal looking human could be as random as this one, but there you go, I blame the parents. Should never have bought the Encyclopedia Britannica and left it lying around, you can't be too careful about early readers. As for allowing it unsupervised use of a chemistry set, a microscope, and allowing it to light it's own fireworks, one has to consider such parenting as completely irresponsible".
"Look at it, butter wouldn't melt in it's mouth in this picture. If the Intergalactic Federation of Stormy Petrolness had let this one into mainstream science as an unsupervised child, it would have cost far too much to repair the damage it caused. Should have seen what she did with the iron filings and sulphuric acid... Nowadays she is just happy to make soap".
"In my capacity as 'His Emminently Royal Stormy Petrolness', I demand more parental supervision of these offspring, this one was a nightmare to thwart processing".
Us Ps and Qs like an outing together now and again. This is taken in a lovely little cafe in, you guessed it.... Norway.
Actually I have tried to find out what kind of a bard the white one in the picture is. I thought it might be a bad case of taxidermi on an Egret, but the beak is wrong and legs too short. It is definately a dead bird, even though it speak... The cafe owner realy did insist that he took a picture of me holding the bird, it would be rude not to of course.
I can't help it, I have the sneakiest suspicion that there were a load of prangsters from the future that turned up on this holiday. I think I might put a picture of the flying mackeral up in the Norway section. I need to edit it so I can 'blow it up', which is exactly what it looks like happened to it in my photo. There's me freezing cold in the middle of nowhere trying to be romantic and take a picture of the aurora borealis, and all I get is space junk flying overhead.
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