Image 52 - Week 21... John Terry's Shin Pads., Helter Skelter, The 2012 London Olympics., life on the road., Happy Birthday.. an' all that jazz..

  France, ferries, Brighton, Bath, London.. and Richie Havens..

Cake.., candles and cookies..

.. party time...

The amazing outdoors., pizza for two.. and

Pope John Paul ll
Frank Capra
Jack Johnson

Academy Award 1st called Oscar in print 

Grauman's Chinese Theater opens in Hollywood California 

138th day of the year 

World AIDS Vaccine Day (International)

Omar Khayyám

The Beatles released Let It Be

Apollo 10 was launched

Fred Perry

Mickey Mantle hits home run from both sides of plate for record 3rd time 

Hemingway and American literature..

.. hmm, strange decisions..

I've never seen a shooting star., although I've heard one..; I love e-mails and hand-written notes from friends - thank you.. I used to have a muse.. and I don't do excuses..; now, where's the Baskin-Robbins pralines'n cream when ya need it.?

Love Time Z0nes.., lyrics, making an effort., Maui beach words.. and road tripping photos.. Love beach group pics and thoughts that make me smile.. and I love mornings like these..

I'm off in search of today's honesty, Spring and inspiration., all without my gloves.. and did I mention the fact that I like to drive with the window open and visor permanently down..; just incase you're interested.. and I remember the words my fingerless driving instructor once said to me..

I'm also on the lookout for books., art, culture, long smooth slender legs., 70 degrees.., an instinctive smile and a sense of understated, but passionate adventure..

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.. always at the cutting edge.

 I lurVe that sound when you're walking the beach and close to the waters edge when you hear the waves repeatedly and hypnotically whoosh, then crash gently behind you as the tide sweeps softly in, then out.. and in again.. and out again.. and.. well, you get the idea..

Inspiration..! Doesn't it come in any form and at any time.. I look at a leaf and think.."hmm., I haven't seen one that shape or colour before..".; so maybe I'll go in search of a 'leaf' too..; yep., a leaf and legs..

Is this what getting older is all about..?

Taking another small leap of faith..., again..

Fridges and their different contents are kinda interesting., but I still haven't hung out at an outside barbecue in the rain yet, however, I have attended an actual 130th birthday party..

Weekend plans are so different too..; it used to be something like 'hey, we're on the deck with a beer, a few friends and a guitar or two".. whereas now., it's a case of grabbing tea inside a coffee shop.. and listening to a 'whole lotta' clinking going on.. I just happen to prefer 'leaves'.., waves and open windows to the sounds of cafe clinking.. 

Ever wonder about accents, dialects.. and Jason Statham..?

Remember, someone's watching you..

.. and then again., if you want to stand out in a crowd., I guess you've just gotta wear it and carry the paper bag too..

I'm in a quandary.., but better wash my cereal bowl out first before I deal with that..; is that procrastination, or merely prioritising 'the bowl'.?

I had this dream and the door bell rang in my quite unrelated dream., but the bloody thing actually woke me up..; why is it that your heart beats so fast it feels like it's going to jump out of your body in those situations..?

Courtesy, sincerity., patience.. and lack thereof..

respect..

This week I saw a few fishermen..; they hadn't caught anything.. I also saw someone park their car into a space.. and I stood behind someone in a supermarket check-out line.. I overheard many conversations that included the price of cigarettes, someone's car issues, and a mother's impatient response and inability to buy her child an ice-cream because she 'couldn't afford' it an' all while inhaling the contents of a roll-up in her tobacco stained fingers.. I watched the Land Train drive by.. and a cute dog owner walk her dog .. and I had to wait an exaggerated eternity while another oblivious dog owner eventually reeled in the overly long and discourteous leash that stretched across the boardwalk... and not to mention the.., oops, sorry, I said "not to mention" . Oh damn it, I'm so going to mention the card I received... and thanks to the revising Olster for the great laugh..; 'classic' and fully approved sir.., although..

I suppose it's been just another week., albeit one with a slight difference.. ; I'm older.. and so my inspiration really is all about a personal life lived., lives lived.. and a private gratitude..

I've read my Taurian horoscope., I've celebrated and I've been totally overwhelmed.. and really, all I've got for you is..

 Yep., I'm inspired.. , damn sure I'm inspired  and I'm inspired because of the contents posted on a simple social page by an overwhelmingly large group of spectacularly thoughtful and generous individuals - I'm extremely fortunate to know each contributor  who all gave up their hard earned time one day last week and thought of someone and acknowledged said someone.. Different accents, different cultures., different Time Zones but one common selfless thought.. an' all I've got are a written couple of words that don't quite seem to cut it, but hey.., I know where they're coming from.. and..

thank you

thanks

gracias

merci

danke

grazie

vinaka

tack

takk

どうも 

mahalo

obrigado

 san-kyu

it's all right there.. and as simple as that..- Art

The Proclaimers for - Letter from America., I'm Gonna Be (500 miles), I'm On My Way., Whole Wide World.., King of the Road., Sky Takes The Soul., The Light., What Makes You Cry.., Love Can Move Mountains.. AND 

Notes and Rhymes..

"Well I'm happy now
I don't need a drink to toast to our health
Now the sun is out
And the rain is falling somewhere else
There is misery somewhere
But I don't know and I don't care
Since you took it from my shoulders

I love Rock and Roll
it took my hand and it touched my soul
You do that as well
You know, you know, you know yourself
But you beat notes and rhymes
Any day, any time

When you walk in a room
you bring in joy and dispel gloom
your sunny side
it makes my smile a mile wide
you charisma is profound
true love follows you around
and lays its head upon your shoulder

I love Rock and Roll
it took my hand and it touched my soul
You do that as well
You know, you know, you know yourself
But you beat notes and rhymes
Any day, any time

I wonder why it's no good without you
Like there's a mystery
When I know the only cure for heartache
Is a woman that I long to see
Standing right in front of me

If we lived a million lives
I would love you every time
And be right there by your shoulder

I love Rock and Roll
it took my hand and it touched my soul
You do that as well
You know, you know, you know yourself
But you beat notes and rhymes
Any day, any time "

The Proclaimers 
are

Charlie and Craig Reid

Kinda..

But...

I dunno dawg., but I think you have to put it in gear and release the emergency brake..

.. for all who believe it CAN be done..

Final mentions this week go to Ritchie Havens.., Donna Summer., Robin Gibb., Taurians and earth signs everywhere.., fashionistas., drivers (good and bad), James Bond., Jason Statham., Baskin-Robbins., Häagen-Dazs.., The 2012 London Olympics..,  Foreign Ports.. and a few ancient stones..

 ..that was Week 20 21..

 Muchas gracias

Image 52 - Week 20 .. David Beckham., tattoos.. and How the Other Half Lives..

but that depends who the other half are..

.. and who is the other half.; or., who are the other half .. and come to think of it., who's this half..?

The shattered mind uh..!

I turned out the lights at 12.35 a.m. and opened my eyes at 4.53 a.m..; well., according to my cell.. and I hate., yuck., anchovies..

.. but I love the 'balance'..

Ferris.: "Hey., Cameron.. You realise if we played by the rules right now we'd be in gym?"

Intro:

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I walked by three cameras this week., all pointing at me... and I can tell ya., I didn't like it.

"Always laugh when you can. It is cheap medicine." -  Byron.

It's much better walking with your back to the wind and rain than the other way round, but then you have to see all those frowns and hunched shoulders walking towards you.. and at some point I have to remove my dark glasses when out and about (for a few minutes., at least) as I've got the whole Panda/ski goggle action going on with my eyes and nose..

I've always wondered why...

 .. but, I guess it's simply to get to the other side of the road.., or perhaps.,  busk in, for others.., or even, shelter ..; but whatever the reason, the whole energy changes when you're down there..; like elevators..


.. Lines..; are we supposed to stay within them..? and when 'we' write their., or your, do we stop, think and wonder if we've got the right one, then check and correct it.? Or perhaps we just don't care..! 
 

I could tell you which side of the water is the worst culprit.., but..

first., I need to stop by Boots., or somewhere where I can grab some Gillette products.., like replacement Sensor 3 Triple-bladed cartridges.., 'cause I've had enough of shaving with blunt blades...; oh and a can of

Gillette Series Conditioning Shave Gel., 'cause I'm out..

.. and Gillette's Cool Wave anti perspirant clear gel thingy that contains Advanced Odour-Fighting Micro capsules.; such is the treat my sensitive face and body is in for.. Come to think of it, I better find some

Banana Boat Aloe After Sun Lotion, 16-Ounce Bottles, made with aloe vera and Vitamin E to relieve peeling and dryness; it's great all year round AND is NON-greasy.., but that may be an Amazon.com thing

Commercials are great.. and while I'm out and about, I need to check up on any new Ray-Ban, Maui Jim and Oakley frames too..

 So., inspiration for this week's 20, is, as usual, confusing (?), or not.. Just how DO other halves live.. and how do 'we' perceive other halves anyway..? And come to think of it, who are these OTHER halves..? What is an other half..? and which half am I..? Drat., all these darn questions..

I'm sure I'm going to see a few frowns again today.. and let's not forget the zillions of folk who seem to walk with their heads and shoulders slumped over, looking at the ground, unable to offer up any eye contact.. I suspect they're mentally working on their bills.., or imagining a croissant..
The power of an e-mail., or three coincidences (?) while listening to Billy Preston's "Will it go round in circles" brings up a few questions.. and it's 10 weeks, or two and half months to be exact..; NOT ONE/1..! Isn't that almost 20%, or a fifth, of the year.? but appreciatively, I acknowledge that's a mere minor detail 'cause the rest verged on the  spectacularly awesome..

The Other Half.. and consequences..; so, which half am I.?

.. and that's what my Week 20 is about..; 'halves'..  and Billy Preston's Circles.. - Will it go round in circles..? and in order for me to maintain my inspiration, will it fly high like a bird up in the sky..?

If you wanna fly like a bird., then fly like a bird..

But we all know that will, at some point, require jumping off a cliff.., or the very least., walking off one..; albeit supported by a few lines, a piece of fabric, a helmet cam.. and a giant leap of faith..

 

Without them, I suppose we can accept the path already well trodden and leave posters for all to see.. and accept.. while safely keeping our feet, erm, closer to the ground..

This week, I am reminded to fly, to want to fly and to look to the sky AND place my trust in what appears to be a few lines, a bit of colourful nylon fabric and take a giant leap of trained faith..

SO with thanks to Billy Preston, a few paragliders, three e-mails., an awful error .. and a partridge in a pear tree.., I'm inspired to continue with my quest to fly.. and hopefully always be.,  among the other half...; whoever they are..
 

Have a great week..; 20's preach and sermon is now done.., adios..

 .. and where is Edingborough anyway..?

Profiling.. processing and Pelargonium sidoides

Thanks to David Beckham., Lord Byron, Ferris Bueller., Peter Green., the bunny rabbit, flying strangers, Mr. Preston., Audi., Canon.. and buskers everywhere..

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Image 52 - Week 19.. The smell of fresh., hot Cinnamon rolls.. and movies..

.. although I do have to say., movies really don't smell.., but some do stink..

Ola.

.. and.. dude.., really.., I'm still looking for myself..

 I'm trying to find a board, before I get too bored, or even to board

their, there and they're all different

definitely isn't definatly and

while colour is color just as much as harbor is a harbour

the year is different as is to, too and two..
You're your best guess as to why though
so, why all the basic errors

I'd much prefer to stand in a line than to queue

and I can't stand those bathroom air fresheners
I have no clue as to how to
fly a rocket, but
I do now know my no's as I do my nose..
and knowing where I am isn't were I am..
so hi.. it's 19 and welcome...

Simple signs..

"If you think you are too small to be effective, you have never been in bed with a mosquito." - someone

I not only helped a stranger log into their emails, but also helped them spell 'thought' and 'based' today...  and received word from afar.. and thanks to the bicyclist who stopped for a great and extremely motivating chat..; to the 'word' from afar and the bike rider, I say., 'do it'.. and do it because you can..

Climbing a zig-zag or two and descending a zig-zag or two proves quite a work-out doesn't it..(?), especially if you've walked all the way to the end and back.? 

It's just all trash., but with a multi million dollar view..

So. we're in the month of May.. and this is how it read for me today.. in part., "Low-brow culture -- such as reality television, pop music and slapstick movies -- are satisfying sometimes, but right now your heart and soul need exposure to a higher level of art." - no kidding..

I booked a ticket to see Cezanne..; I'm just in the mood for a Cezanne.. I don't suppose I'll actually see Cezanne but I'm looking forward to seeing his work and a Basquiat..and this time., a Picasso too.. You won't need to know how I'll get on though simply because for those who know., will just know...

I believe I ate too much chocolate today.. and.

.. I've spent some time dictating my words over the past couple of days., 'cause I'm on an idea.., but that play back is kinda scary man.., however, it's  working..

YOU be the judge..; is this an exciting piece of architecture or..., not..?

.. and the railings are for..?

Now, I don't know for sure 'cause I'm just eye balling it, but I think this builder got it wrong..

Just another trashy view..; or maybe I should simply look the other way and ignore it.

Thank goodness for signs, cinnamon and movies I say..., although I'm convinced that Denzel Washington plays pretty much the same character in every movie he makes..; I'm open to the idea that I'm wrong of course, but it certainly appears like it..
I recognise an Eastwood movie immediately with his great use of low light and obvious love of back lighting.., as well as his relaxed and consistently cool pacing..
.. and I totally dig Echo and the Bunnymen's Lips Like Sugar..

.. just realised that I'm still "it" from a game of tag in 1970..

.. and why is it that some folk make your insides smile when you hear from them..? Hey., I'm feeling adverbs.. and you..?

Wheelbarrows, brooms and tea breaks.. - 2012., UK style..

There are times when you've got to step back, take cover and wait it out.; but remain close

Been a busy week., flying here, there and everywhere.. I've had great meetings in the big city, a little city and two towns.., with a village thrown in for good measure..; I've used a car, a train, a bus, coach, e-mail, Skype and my left and right feet.. Yep., I've got two feet that have been in shoes, boots, a couple of pairs of sneakers and a few pairs of socks.., but I'm most excited by the ...; well., by the developments., thanks to RR..

I'm not inspired by the hiring of  Hodgson at all., sadly..; the end of season promotion/relegation issues are being sorted out with little to keep my interest.. and along with them, I'm hoping to hang up my gloves for a couple of months too.

Cinco de Mayo came and went., strangely enough on the 5th.., which coincided with an appropriately timed and celebratory Margarita.., or two..  There was a whole hoopla about Mariah Carey and her red ski suit, which reminded me of what should have been on my Mexican menu.. and yet, the chips and salsa still totally worked mis amigos..

.. or there..

I've had three late nights on the trot.., the coast's still cold enough to make my eyes water.. and all I'd like to see is just one great pair of jeans...., to follow and oogle at..

It's all I've got for ya this week..

All I do know is approximately 20 years ago I heard a then, (in my opinion), dated Carly Simon and Barry Manilow (on the radio) when a radio caller phoned in and offered up a suggestion to the DJ that it's "about educating the problem areas.." and 20 years later, I turned on the radio to hear exactly the same 3 things... Later, I overheard a few people talking about the 'local entertainment' playing..; the only words I heard went something like, "yeah, they're here every year doing the same ole shit.."..; hmm, I guess that's what ya call  progress for ya..

 So to keep it real..

.., when it comes down to it.., all I'm offering up for an early 19's inspiration is an appropriately called bottle for you to check out this week.. and that's about all I have..; absolutely  *#kola.. , for realz.., but it's early man..

Have a great week.. and hey..

.. thanks worth mentioning this week go to Free's Fire and Water for keeping me company and inspired throughout this sortie..  The Stealer., Mr.Big and I'll be Creepin' played their parts too..; probably because of Fraser's great bass work, Koss' understated Gibson and the solid sticks, a la Kirke..; with Rodgers doing what he does best and fronting the short lived blues groove..

Image 52 - Week 18... Sa-Wad-Dee.., ain't no sunshine ..

.. 'cause it's the middle of Spring..; hmm., 's'not good enough..

thanks to D. W...

.. so., cover your eyes.. and listen to the end of April...

I just don't know, but I guess people want to really rest it out with a pot of tea, or decoratively placed inflatable things.. and why.. (?).; probably., I suspect., because of how instinctively inviting the alternative isn't..

It's just another abstract kinda day..

..or maybe it's simply me and just my imagination..; you see, my papa was a rolling stone.., so fiddely dee, fiddely dum.., look out baby 'cause here I.. ; geez., you know that all this is is basically a temptation or two.., or., I wonder, if it's all nothing but a simple superstition.., however, I'm thinking that Nina knows, 'cause she's feeling good..

contrasts., colour and shape... 

Yep., it's about da music baby.. and my inspiration is coming from a bunch of lyrics.; from raindrops keep falling on my head, to going to California where there's an L.A. woman who's not called Gloria, or Layla.. and neither does she have green eyes, but on a perfect day when I'm a sharp dressed man in my cheap sunglasses, she's simply irresistible.. ; oh well..

Other than the music, it's about shape  shape,   contrast and the purest of primary Colours.. and how THOSE 2 cees and an ESS continually inspire me., as always..; red and yellow yellow because they make me think of sunrises, sunsets, sunflowers and the colour of heat..; hot, hot, hot baby. Midnight blue because it reminds me of a clear night-time sky.. So what does that tell ya other than I love being able to take in the outdoors from morning, 'till the end of the day..- thanks Ray and The Kinks..

.. oh.. and I love day-time moons too..

But.., of course.. is that red, 'Simply' red..? IS that yellow a Coldplay yellow and is THAT sunrise an Eagles Tequila sunrise.. OR ., is THE sunflower., Paul Weller's Sunflower.. and finally, is that Midnight blue., ELO's..? Colour AND music..; coincidence or inspiration..?.

Then there are sounds

 the sounds of magic and of being in another place

Manet kinda works too.., as does Byron, but

 crossing the International Dateline..

 waking up in a room filled with sunrise and

sleeping to the sounds of the waves distantly and hypnotically crashing

Watching dolphins play, whales migrate and

paddling by while seals laze on the bell 

Ferries travelling back and forth in the dying evening light

A cocktail on a deck. A boardwalk I can ride;

gas stations without lines and Aisles I know

Mountains, desert and beach., all in a day.. and

glass, light and space

Galleries, performances and escalators with views 

The midnight hour and last harbour ride

The first flight and island alleyways

Parking, barbecues and s'mores

The 1, 55, 215.. and 405

first Thursdays and eyes that smile

Yes., when and reasons

Garment bags, growing families, mansions and a grotto

 Words, legs and open windows..

Square feet, lbs., lots and tips

Greetings, salutations and even permutations

subterranean and enough inspiration to fill the ole cranium..

 .. ahh, I'm seeing how this thing works..; I'm looking through a few pics and along with them comes flooding back, the memory of a moment which is now causing this miserable old face to break into the biggest, cheesiest smile..evah.. and to think it's all because I carry a simple lil' camera around..

I'm forever motivated by the indifferent 'street' inspired images I collect.. , by the indifferent words I write and by the experiences I'm., er.., experiencing.. and in the words of Michael Wolff., "I've met me a lot..; I mean I've seen myself for 'a number of years'." .., "but I don't know what I look like to other people.., so I have to package myself authentically..".. "I have three muscles.., first one is curiosity"..; "second is appreciation of how joyful what you see walking down the street can be".., while the third being, whole, which is greater than the sum of the parts, and knowing that certain things have certain textures, colour.. and am obsessively interested in everything..".. "and that gets expressed more through my eyes".. - thank you Michael..

Geez., I passionately love texture.., great vocals and integrity..

"I crossed a bridge I've never crossed before today

I walked a road I've never walked before

I learned that Lucas is already talking at 17 months 

and I could see for miles and still not have a view"

I dreamt the same dream three times this morning.! Second time was to remember the first one...; while the third time was to tell someone so they could remember it for me..

I knew it was this morning 'cause as I was dreaming the third one, I could also hear it raining... and woke up immediately after it finished.. I dream best in the mornings incidentally..

Pardon..; oh I should go 'where'.., to the what.. 'bell'..? Oh., NOT the bell, but to... Yep., probably..

Seriously.., for real..? But, but, the grammar, the spelling..! and why do the 'locals' repeat themselves.., repeat themselves.. and why do the 'locals' repeat themselves., innit..? and hey, could you pass me a boiled sweet (!) please..

Inspiration..? Hmm, well for me it's in everything I see, hear.. and come to think of it., notice..  A squirrel fell out of a tree near the tennis courts in the saturated middle gardens virtually within a stride or two of me.. and almost within my unbroken stride, I saw it thud to the ground, shake it's stunned self off., look at me as if to say.., "duh., that was pretty stoopid uh.?"., then jump off almost in the same movement while checking me out.. and all I was trying to do was eat an M&S cheese sandwich in the rain.. That tiny accident prone squirrel reminded me about balance, nature and time..

The moment also kinda reminded me just how quickly something can happen that has the potential to change  and impact your day.. 

.. an' seriously what's the big deal with potatoes..?

Yep., lean back...; put your foot out there and hey, it's pretty easy 'innit'., on land..!

or you could lean forward., put your foot out there and brace yourself..; innit..

Ahh., inspiration to try something new can come in any second and at any age, shape or size..; an' while I've just been open and inspired this week., I can't help being motivated by the thought of.. spring somewhere else..

Yes, it's an ocean.; yes, there's a sky.. and yes, that's a pier..; yes there are waves and YES there's a beach, but truly, ..they're different..

Domo arigato

and..

 お 疲 れ 様 

.. and thanks (this week) must go to Danika W for the great pic I've sadly butchered during editing but yet correctly shows me in the thoughtful mood I approve of..; I just shaved a year and couple of lines off, if you must know.. Thanks also go to the memories... and a library of street  motivated pics I've drawn on..; to Michael Wolff's great and truly inspirational Intel video that JD 'introduced' me to and from where I 'got' a few words.... Thanks also goes/go (?) to a couple of people who'll remain nameless, but whose grammar and spelling  proved mine ain't so bad after all.. and finally, I'd like to thank David Ruffin, The Temptations.., Stevie Wonder, Nina Simone, Ray Charles.., Bill Withers, The Mansion, Balboa Pier and Monkey Mia.. and of course, the rain on my window..; oh and the cheap red I'm enjoying..

.. and if you're lucky enough to have been forgotten this time, have no fear, I'll unintentionally no doubt, embarrass you next time., or the next.. and doesn't the spelling of 'embarrass' look wrong to you..?

JD's influence has already been mentioned, which brings me to Lisa M., Sandra W..; Bobbi.. Mel, Rebecca, KU, Ms. Baur.. ; traveling Jenn., Jazmine, Ess  and a whole bunch of painters., artists, writers, designers, performers and musios who all believe..

Don't think however., that you Dann G, Ray N, Peter L., Brock M., the 7 C's., Erin. Greg/Laurie LaR, James F and Ruthie H..., Liz., Raven Rave., Nancy W., Faith, Nina De., Carolin, Christina B, Steph an' Jon, Julie., Kristen, Teri M and Tawny feel you are beyond escape this week, 'cause you've had every moment of breathing influence on my week too.. and I'd like to acknowledge your roles.; thanks guys..; any inspiration I've gained wouldn't be the same without the thoughts of you that occupy every part of my soul...

Long live rock and roll..., eyes that sparkle.. 

and

Mr. Charles' - you don't know me.. 

 

 

Image 52 - Week 17.. Breakfasts, a new day.. and Pep Guardiola..

honesty can suck sometimes., but.. "g'morning., your car has been found.".

One Weetabix., some Sugar Frosties and a handful of berries sprinkled on top accompanied by none fat milk and OJ., is all I need.., until the water.. an' I've already completed 10 sets of 10 sit-ups alternating with just 5 sets of 10 push-ups .. and I can get my 'old' day movin'..; it's that simple..

There was a time when at 10.20 am you'd have already completed an hour and a half's worth of work., at least, whereas now, you're posting, liking or responding to something on Facebook.. and trying to convince us all that there simply isn't enough time in the day..

Excuse me, but I have to take an hour's break from my two introductory paragraphs AND heading, while I take a coffee shop break, check my phone and text someone to see what they're doing.. ; phew.., it's looking like I need another break now...

Ok, I've had a stretch and yawned a couple of times, looked out of the window, seen a puddle or two and am left wondering how I can better inflict the levels of sarcasm I'm trying to convey...; oops, hang on, I'd better add those two 'friends' ( I have no clue about., but) I just met last night; after all, I may need a light bulb at some point.. , oh and while I'm at it, I've got another 50 likes to add to the list of 1500 I've never looked at.. Shoot, I'll be back in another hour after I've signed onto my Twitter account, left a handful of witty (?) anecdotes.., checked up on some daily and trending news I can plagiarise and socially arranged my evening out..

Coffee time..; geez,  I have no clue when I'm going to find the time to do my laundry, or grocery shop.., damn it..! These apps on my touch screen 'roid are great aren't they..! I can chat, play games, keep up with the world soccer scores, even find out where the nearest public bathrooms are..

Amazon..; I need to buy a battery..: Oh shoot, before I forget, I also must research cheap flights and the exchange rates.. and pick up a couple of bottles of red..

Not again..

 Oh great, now a Facebook event invitation I have to respond to.. ; time for tea.. and a sandwich.. Hmm and while we're at it, I see the Tate has an interesting gig going on..- Abstract Expressionism meets Minimalism..; did someone mention work..?  

Can you believe it, now I've lost my signal., for a split second..; what am I going to do now.; sniffle, sniff..! ..Tops up the tea and reaches for the cookie jar..

.. and back to the ole Twitter account because someone I don't know and haven't met responded to my plagiarised tweet.. and now I have to engage in a 140-character limit (?) conversation., unless of course I post a Twitpic or use an additional content hosting site which will allow me to leave a longer piece of  literary fop..

To think my morning's not even half over yet and I'm exhausted with satisfying my online social network.. Just not sure when I'll actually get back to work because it's creeping ever closer to lunch and that means heading back out to that coffee shop.., for another hour.. and besides., it's raining and I can't find the inspiration... All I can say is that it's a good thing I managed to get my crunches in this morning..; I'm shattered with all this thinking.. It's no wonder my clients are chasing me for an update on their project.. and to think., I haven't even had time to say 'hi' to my neighbour yet..

Aha, time to procrastinate..; sorry.., but I'll get back to you in a minute.. Thank goodness for Caller I.D. I say...; I'm far too busy to want to talk to you..; more tea please..

That's jus' plain weird honestly.., but you've been warned..

 Otis Redding - Sittin' on...

But hold on., now I need something, so I'm going to have to make that particular call..; another bum on the seat will inflate my commission., so.. "Oh hi., just wondering how you are..?"..- "Yep., I know.., it's been a while, but I was just thinking of you and wondering how you've been..; oh and hey, what are you doing on Saturday night..?".. - "There's a great new (fill in the blanks), that I thought you'd really enjoy.".. - "and I sincerely .., oh and yes, the tickets (?), the tickets are so much to you.."  ..- "but, but, it would be great to see you too.." - "yeh, later.."

Now, where was I..? Ahh, more tea bags, caffeine and .. enamel staining liquids.. and get that butter knife filled.. Geez, I'm actually going to have to pick up some more tea bags and milk.., but let me take this important call first..- "yes, yep.., busy., swamped and chasing dead-lines dude...; infact I haven't stopped all day so far.."

No, no., I don't watch TV..; of course I haven't got time for that stuff., but that Reality show is hilarious.., oh and that girl on the Apprentice is nuts.. and while I'm at it.., that goal was fantastic, but there's no way that John Terry should be allowed to lift the trophy if they win; he gave up that right., in my opinion, but as I said, I didn't watch it.... and just in case you weren't aware of it.., Britain is in the throws of a double dip recession..; NOoo..!! Thank goodness for those experienced and uber qualified experts.., 'cause I had NO idea.. I just thought those empty high street shops were being displayed how they're meant to be.. derelict.. and ready for Damien Hirst to make another 10 mil.. ; but no, NO, I don't watch any TV.. and of course I don't play games on the computer either..; me..(?), never.. I simply don't have time for that stuff..

Wind burn excuses..

Lunch time.. and the day's running away from me..;   I've now got wind burn and I haven't even touched on the adventure I had when I booked a ticket and didn't know where I was going until I paid for it.. I made it by the skin of my teeth which all added to the anticipation..  and I got to see the light..


Now., what has all this got to do with inspiration and my Week 17..? It's kinda easy really..; well, to me.. and..


..yep, sure.., I've rambled on with my feeble attempts at written sarcasm and my guess is the one or two readers who stop by and are hanging in upto this point have no idea what this has got to do with inspiration.., but.., my inspiration this week is simply about integrity, sincerity and that all exciting deal., truth.. I'm inspired this week by truth..; having heard, what I think to be, a fist full of excuses., I've come to the conclusion that it's inspiring to tell the truth and be honest from the moment you wake up and with the first things you do, to the last thing, for example, hitting the 'post' button.. and revealing oneself.. and I've attempted to do that with this weeks images that, to me, tell a truthful story....

.. and finally., I have to say that I've also been inspired this week by the written words of a talented and extremely creative stranger who consistently posts obviously courageous, alive and funny Facebook headlines when in truth, she appears to have a tougher challenge to deal with.. Unknowingly, she causes me to smile and wince (jus' a little) when I read the very public honesty with which she shares her days, cats and lucky pants.. , but hey, I'm a mere guy an' I wince baby.., but thank you...; cut...

The black hole's not quite what you'd expect it to be..., in all honesty... an' I got to see it this past week..; honest.

Now, I really must go..; I've got to cut my nails, trim my whiskers and floss..; truth.. 

Oh crap.., I just had a thought.;  am I repeating myself here..?

My thanks this week go to Susan Tedeschi., Grace Potter.., Alana Davis., Ingrid Michaelson..,  Sara Bareilles., Erin McCarley., Colbie Caillat., Dressy Bessy., Adelle., Missy Higgins., Psapp and Jango for providing me with the background distraction..