Puppy Picking

Yesterday me & Ad & Ru hopped on the bus to Cheadle & went to the house of the puppy lady.

We got our first peek in to a big box full of sleeping puppies & as she tapped the side they all woke up & ran over, I think it might have been the cutest moment of my entire life!!

We all got a boy puppy to hold & sat down with them & had a bog long chat about everything. Mine was so gorgeous with a white diamond on the back of his neck & he was so tiny & he fell asleep in my lap all stretched out & was waggling his little feet around. We let them all have a play together & met the Mum & Dad as well who were both gorgeous & daft.

Finallly I managed to pick Tron out of the 4 - it was so hard - and here he is!



I thought I would have to wait a whole month to take him home but now it's only 3 weeks! Can't freaking wait!

In other news -

sign I saw in the Post Office this morning:

PLEASE NOTE: We "don't" sell car tax here.

What - so you sell black market car tax?

Am I Stoopid?

Right. Maybe I'm stupid, maybe this advert is stupid - but doesn't it look like the glass is supposed to be something? It looks like a pigs troter to me but that don't make any sense now. Anyone got any idea? (Sorry for the shitty photo...)



Also, peanut butter, nutella, jam & banana bagel. Awesome or minging? Discuss.

Nice Things

This weekend has been a quiet one of just doing Nice Things. There's been a daily trip to Mike & Nikki's to pick up Ad's stuff bit by bit which has been rather lovely cause I've missed spending half my life there. It's going to be so nice to have everyone nearby to go round & chat shit all night, & anyway, that's what winter's for right?

Yesterday we popped in to a couple of charity shops & I picked up a sheet to start modelling Ad's onesie which promises to be pretty fun! Today I made onion marmalade & dyed my hair (& ears & face & left wrist)





Back to work tomorrow. It's been a lovely week & I think I'm just about ready.

Puppy Pics!

Finally, as promised, a few puppy pics. They're all so cute I don't know how i'll ever choose! Due to mobile Blogger being retarded you will have to view them here...

Puppies

Inside The Mind Of A Metal Artist

This is a poster I have on my wall that I got free with Metal Hammer. I never realised until a few days ago how much I actually got for nothing, the level of detail in this thing is amazing! Let me elaborate...

First off take a look at the 2 zombie statue dudes either side of Giant Tutankhamun (which singlehandedly redefines the word awesome anyway..) On the left we have some bionic guy sporting a sexy laser gun, presumably for seeing off any upstart slaves or khaki shorted treasure hunters. The other guy is even more metal than that - he's somehow tamed the lightning to create a rather fetching hairstyle, & what's that in his hand? That's right, it's his own stomach, attached to his skeleton by a chain of guts, still containing the living remains of his last meal! If that's not metal I don't know what is. Oddly he seems to have an apple embedded n his chest. A biblical reference maybe? One can only postulate as to the ineffible reasons the artist may have for this.

Just below the Apple dude is the shadow of death. What with all the Zombie action & Eddie bursting so dramatically from the ground you may have thought 'How can this picture possibly contain any more awesomness? But i guess where Egyptian Eddie goes death just has to follow, arbitrary mixing of genres notwithstanding. And look he's got his own evil tree to live in as well. Bless.

Now as if all this wasn't enough there us one final detail which will reduce even the most cynical of observers to a smouldering fragment of Eddie worshipping slavery. Look at the 'R' of 'Iron'. What's that you see? That's right, it's a spaceship,that's what.

I heard on the radio once that children's drawings show a narrative rather than a moment in time, & I can't help but think that this masterpiece follows the same principle. All these elements must come together to mean something... Or maybe the artist just wrote a list of Awesome Things & then endevoured to include as many as possible in the finished product (an admirable method if working imho). Either way it just goes to show that the mental age of most metal fans (at least where art is concerned) is about 10.

Car Brain

So yesterday we went to see this dude in Birmingham, he seemed like a nice guy, clearly well in to cars & shit. Round the back of his house he had this little shack set up with piles of craziness covered in grease everywhere. While he & Ad explored, & to the tune of much woah-ing & oh-my-god-ing, the man's father proudly told me that his daughter in law can take an engine apart & put it back together again.

Me: 'I know literally nothing about cars' (ok I don't know literally nothing. I can find the wheels.)

Him: 'Oh right.' Then, (with an obvious effort to dumb down for me) 'blah blah blah blah capri blah blah blah'.

Me: 'I don't know what a capri is.'

There was genuine sympathy in his eyes.

On the way back I thought it must be nice to be completely & utterly obsessed with just one thing. Life would never be a dissapointment.

Art & Hearse Shopping

Me & Ad are staying at his mum's house in Buxton. It's an awesome house, full of arty objects, not like boring watercolour landscapes but crazy funky things like your art teacher made. It's really homey though & I like it here. This morning we all sat down to breakfast together, something I haven't done for years. Most people just eat in their living rooms now don't they.

Later today we're off to Birmingham so Ad can look at this hearse he found on eBay. If he buys it we're going to become full time goths & wear corpse paint to work everyday. That should get them back for making us wear uniforms... yes you read it right, I will soon be the only DSM in the whole world in uniform. I can feel some rather outrageous make-up coming on!

Upsettingly no puppy pictures have materialised yet, so Tron's identity remains a secret.