Drunken evenings often end up with daft things happening. Sometimes even daft pictures being taken.
This was on my camera in the morning. I'd forgotten all about it, and still can't remember why it seemed such a good idea to put it on. I am, however, fairly convinced I might have been taking the piss out of someone.
Just a feeling.
;)
posted by Brock @ Sunday, October 24, 2004
This may turn out to be something entertaining. Or it may fall flat on it's arse like a duck on an ice rink. It could become a window into my soul, I suppose. Although I don't really subscribe to all that hippy crap, so I doubt it.
Born 200 years ago after a freak pairing between a wasp and a particularly bad cold, the ethereal embryo that became Brock wandered through people’s consciences gradually becoming more cynical and unhinged until his current physical form was discovered behind a bin at the back of McDonald’s a year and a half ago. His computer experience was gained whilst being repeatedly hit around the head with a Sinclair ZX81 at the age of 13, and from standing outside PC World waiting for a bus for an hour.
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