New traditionalism
Booze guzzled, Who watched, etc.
For a laugh, we went to the seventies and I slept on the floor.
Further experiments with not using a Lomo.
I must admit that I don't get on with Flickr, which is why I never post any pictures on the thing. FriendFace is... Well, it transpires that there's a specific sort of photo that ends up on FF (the drunken and gurning into a flash one) and I try not to have anything to do with that sort of thing.
Traditionally, I have run my own show because I have traditionally run my own show. This should probably change, but unless $photo-host-site can be made to look like the way I display the stuff out of the 35mm gear, I'm not really interested. Perhaps I am being an irritating and arty bastard, but y'know, my cameras my rules.
Oh, and it was minus fucking twelve this morning. I saw my first diesel vehicle with a plastic feed sack tied over the radiator and everything. It really is like the seventies out there. Soon there will be tedious apocalyptic SF about the coming ice age (it was big then) and Atkinson Borderers delivering steel to places in Gloucester.
Mind, the clatter of the ABS going 'O RLY?' is probably a good thing.
For a laugh, we went to the seventies and I slept on the floor.
Further experiments with not using a Lomo.
I must admit that I don't get on with Flickr, which is why I never post any pictures on the thing. FriendFace is... Well, it transpires that there's a specific sort of photo that ends up on FF (the drunken and gurning into a flash one) and I try not to have anything to do with that sort of thing.
Traditionally, I have run my own show because I have traditionally run my own show. This should probably change, but unless $photo-host-site can be made to look like the way I display the stuff out of the 35mm gear, I'm not really interested. Perhaps I am being an irritating and arty bastard, but y'know, my cameras my rules.
Oh, and it was minus fucking twelve this morning. I saw my first diesel vehicle with a plastic feed sack tied over the radiator and everything. It really is like the seventies out there. Soon there will be tedious apocalyptic SF about the coming ice age (it was big then) and Atkinson Borderers delivering steel to places in Gloucester.
Mind, the clatter of the ABS going 'O RLY?' is probably a good thing.