We have entered the month of December, and that means we are rapidly approaching the festivities of Christmas and all that jazz. That doesn't stop us from playing a fun weekly little game called the WWC.
The ever lovely, Tink of Pickled Beef chooses a couple of words for us, and we try to come up with some amazing pictures to share that represent these words. The idea here is to be creative with it, and this week we are playing with the words LANDSCAPE and ORANGE.
As those of you who have been reading my blogging on a regular basis will know, I've spent the last few days laying flat out in bed feeling sorry for myself, on account of a particularly bad cold (or flu?). That means I have not stepped outside my door for a good 4 days - liar! I was out today... yeah, that's right. Simply had to get me some groceries as there was nothing left in the fridge for me to eat.
Well. As a result I haven't been out there to shoot any amazing photos to share. Instead I dug through the archives, and found two things.
1. I have very few pictures that could represent Landscape.
2. I didn't have a single picture that had any orange in it.
Well, I selected a couple of archive pics for Landscape, and shot a couple of desperate ones for Orange - can't miss out on the fun of WWC, right?
So, enjoy my contribution:
A pond in a beautiful LANDSCAPE.
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Some family fun with a lovely LANDSCAPE backdrop
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Of course - the most obvious ORANGE picture of all
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An ORANGE heart of friendship I got from my cousin's daughter
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Well... I'm keeping it short today. So, I hope you enjoyed the pictures.
Next week it is time to play again, and the words then are WANT and GREEN!
Couldn't come up with anything better for "Funday Sunday" today. I'm sick with a bad ass cold and I'm frustrated at my situation at work, so for me to have a fun filled Sunday is virtually impossible.
This video that I found on YouTube, however, is funny and quite representative of my mood today.
I love it how in that first clip, when things... go down... that one guy seems almost oblivious to what is going on, and just continues to chat on the phone as if everything was just fine. The second clip... what a gal, huh? And, that final dude - well, that could be me - sad isn't it, but that is how I handle anger situations at times... hehe.
I once thrashed my office chair after having lost eight hours of work on the computer and there was a sudden black out. Both in terms of electricity, and in the rational part of my brain. I have a tendency to forget saving often when I do things. I was so angry I got up from my chair, grabbed a good hold of it, swung it up above my head and proceeded to repeatedly smash it against the floor...
What are the craziest things you have done in a fit of rage?
I took a day off, yesterday, after having completed the NaBloPoMo quest. Not because I was fed up of posting blogs every day, but because I was lyin' flat out in my bed feeling sorry for myself. It's been a long time since I've had a cold or anything knock me out like this... It's at times like these I wish I had a sexy, scantily clad girlfriend here to take care of me.
Slightly better today, but still some ways to go before I'll be back to my old usual self.
Enjoy the video, and hopefully I'll be back tomorrow with a more cheerful post.
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UPDATE:
Shit, guys! I just rewatched that video, and I noticed something I didn't think of at first, which made that last guy that much funnier. I realized that there was actually some thought to what he was doing... see - he's come to the conclusion that the printer does not work - and therefor he grabs the monitor, places it facedown in the copier and (my guess) wants to make a copy of the screen, instead of getting a printout.... you think I'm right?
The cold, dark month of November has been livened up by a thing called... NaBloPoMo. That is a quest to post a blog every single day throughout the month.
There are 30 days in the month, and that means 30 blogs have been posted by yours truly - R.E.H. (aka Rambling Madman). I hope you guys have enjoyed reading them as much as I have enjoyed writing them. Some of those posts may have been utter rubbish - not worth anyone's time and effort to read. Some posts may have made you chuckle a little, laugh some, cry a little or just made you realize that I really am mad...
Overall... it's been a good month. I've enjoyed it. I am glad it is over - not because I don't want to post every single day, but because I don't want to be pressured into posting every single day. Who knows... I might continue to blog on a near daily basis.
I had always planned to make a grand finale the final day of NaBloPoMo. But, as I told you yesterday I am coming down with a cold (or the dreaded flu), and so my brainwaves aren't really as sharp as I'd like them to be. So I will just ramble a little about what has happened over the course of the 30 days.
On the 1st of the month, I told you about how much of a habitual man I am.
I told you people about how much I hoped The One would call me on my cell, despite earlier having told you I was trying to move on, and forget about her.
Now that NaBloPoMo is NoMo, I can pick and choose which days to post. And that will be a great feeling. Don't worry though... you'll hear plenty from this Rambling Madman over the coming months, I'm sure.
I also took the opportunity, now that I'm sick, to change some things in the sidebar.
I made a few click links you can pick and choose from, should you wish to backtrack my blogging career. This way you can choose specific "Features" of my blog, such as Funday Sunday or the WWC. You can read up on some posts that I (myself) find worthy reads. Or, you can read up on specific Ramblings, if for example you want to read all my posts that mention Beautiful Girls, or catch up on the full story of The One.
Well, that's just friggin' great. Typical. I love it!!!
Did you read irony into that opening? You should. I am furious! Depressed and just want to kick some serious viral ass.
I know I felt very tired after yesterday's 12 hour day, but didn't think much of it last night. I blamed my fatigue solely on the hard day's work.
I woke up this morning. My throat hurt. I couldn't swallow... there was a big-ass lump lodged somewhere deep down there. I felt my eyelids clinging together as I tried to pry them open, and my entire body was aching.
I thought to myself. I should call in sick today. Then I scrapped that thought. Two reasons.
1. There was only one more day of work left to do before I would enjoy a good 4 days off. There's just no way in hell I am going to spend those wonderful days in bed with a thermometer in my mouth.
2. I was going to the gym after work today - and for the first time in over two weeks I would see The One. She's been friendly towards me ever since that day I told her off about her bitchy attitude. So, I was really looking forward to meeting her.
So... I went to work. As the day progressed, things kept getting worse. I took up a pill-eating habit over the course of the day just to keep myself afloat... just so that I could at least appear to be working most of the time.
But... pretending to work would prove impossible today. Actual work was required, and there was no escaping that. One hundred mattresses were delivered to us today, and there was only I who could take care of that little business. That meant a good 2 hours outside, in the rain and the cold, carrying heavy mattresses back and forth. I had an invasion of customers to deal with at the same time, two of whom had complaints they felt the need to shout about to me.
At the end of the day I knew one thing for sure. There was no way I was going to the gym to meet up with The One. I gave her a call on her cell to tell her I was getting sick and wouldn't make it out of there alive should I attempt to go tonight.
"You do as you wish", she says. "If you don't go, I'm not going either"
I tell her I'll think about it, and ask her where she is now. She commutes, riding a bus. She now works in another town, as I've explained before. She tells me she's almost at the bus-station.
"I'll pick you up at the station then. We'll decide then whether to go or not. If not, I can always give you a ride home."
I did this only because I really wanted to see her. I wasn't going to the gym for sure, and she really doesn't need a ride home from the bus station, as it's only a 10 minute walk for her.
Well, I picked her up. Drove her home, and we sat in my car talking for 20 minutes or so. I was hoping she'd invite me up to her place... but, really I understand why she didn't because I am obviously coming down with something less than pleasant.
So... that was my day. Now I need to find a super-duper remedy to cure my ill, because no fucking way am I going to be sick when I have four days off from work!
I am not mad... at least... I hope I'm not. Not mad in the sense of being a raving lunatic. But, maybe I am just a little off center - just enough to be of interest to you; the reader.