As I haven’t been anywhere with my camera of late here is an awesome photo by someone else that I found whilst browsing the Internets. I may not suffer from arachnophobia, but I think even I would think twice about walking through here - Although I know it’s actually made by thousands of spiders I can’t help but imagine Shelob herself hiding somewhere nearby.
I consider myself to be a reasonably amusing person, I seem to be gifted with the skill to make people laugh and I don’t think it’s because people are laughing at me (at least not all of the time anyway).
I think it’s the way I tell stories and randomly link thinks together, sometimes however what I come up with is more shit than hit such as the joke I came up today when watching a trailer for a TV show about someone who sees dead people.
If you don’t want to groan read no further.
I mean it stop reading now…
Don’t say I didn’t warn you!
What do you call an overweight psychic?
Large.
I’ll go and get my coat…
…Or at least I will be as soon as I buy some plane tickets.
I have wanted to go to Japan for years, but as yet I have yet to leave Europe let alone head to the other side of the world and in November (or possibly December) I will finally be able to cross this ambition of of must “Must Get Around To It One Day List”. A list it must be noted also see sees me handing out summary justice for the crime of pen theft - However as it has taken me over ten years to get around to visiting Japan, I don’t see myself stabbing anyone with a pen they have stolen from me any time soon sadly.
And why I am finally going to Japan? Because I woke up this morning and decided that it would be a good idea to go. What made it certain that I will go is work throwing obstacles in my way like the fact I don’t really have enough holiday to go for as long as I would like to go for - As anyone that knows me will testify, if you tell me I can’t do something that only makes me more adamant that I will go and do it regardless.
Now all I have to do is compose my list of things to do in Japan…
Is this a photographer’s nighmare or a photographers wet dream?
I’ll give you a clue, I’m drooling 
She may or not be compensating for something, but I have to admit my camera suddenly feels rather small and inadequate in comparison - I’m jealous and not just of the cameras as from her website she’s been a lot of places I can only dream of visiting currently.
This evening I am off to a houseparty to celebrate a friend’s birthday. Houseparties are always entertaining and either wind up being incredibly civilised affairs with pleasant company and conversation going on into the early hours of the morning as people slowly drift off home.
The other possible outcome for a houseparty is a trashing of the house by guests with the host sobering up at 5am and realising just what a bad idea holding a houseparty whilst their parents away really was.
I have a very simple rule about house parties when I was at uni - Not in my house. A simple yet effective rule to ensure peace and serenity with the neighbours, even if the house still looked like houseparty central due to messy housemates leaving empty cans and bottle strewn about the house.
When I go to houseparties there are just two rules I stick to. One I impose upon myself and the other was imposed upon me after an incident last year. My self imposed rule relates to drinking and is:
Thou shalt not drink vodka.
The reason for this is simple, I can drink a bottle of Southern Comfort or pint after pint of cider and I’ll be fine, but if I have even a sniff of vodka I invariably wake up shirtless and shivering on someone’s bathroom floor hours later.
The rule that I have had imposed upon my by friends is equally simple, but I was reminded of it today when I phoned up to check I could crash at their house afterwards.