So farewell then

I have to bid my bathroom scales goodbye. They were given to me by my mother-in-law over 30 years ago (along with an ironing board which is still going strong, largely because it gets so little use). She died back in 1987.

The scales have a blue and green butterfly design on them. They have never been completely accurate, but as long as I only ever weighed myself on them, I had a good idea of comparative weights.

Today they lied absolutely. They stuck at 9 stone (126 lbs) which would have been good news if it had been anywhere near my actual weight.

A Self-Made Man

But personally, I'd like to make him. And make out with him...

It's been a while...

...since I had a good look at Blind Spot.

I thought I'd make a new slideshow, but the cure for slideshow woes has only been applied to my HP computer. This wonderful Toshiba thing just won't download Adobe Flash Player

Anyway, lots of big piccies to drool at without being rushed by the slideshow widget.

Celebration

Well, at last Photobucket came up with a suggestion that worked. They said I should try and delete then reinstall Adobe Flash Player 9.

I did, and it worked. Here's my trial slideshow.

Of course, this doesn't explain how it got corrupted on TWO computers simultaneously, at the precise moment that I renewed my Photobucket Pro subscription. I'm sure it couldn't be that the Bucket corrupted them, could it?



The album I took the slideshow from is an aberration. I accidentally uploaded Gone into an album that already contained Grow. Still, it's all Bobby, so...

Nuts, anyone?

Our intrepid detective was a bit late discarding the nasty nuts that the girl with eczema cream had handled.



Me? I'd probably lick the cream off his hands if the opportunity arose.

Movie Preview

My friend Susanna is a film buff. The other day she was reading an old film magazine called Premiere, dating from September 2001. In it she found a snippet about The Salton Sea, which had a premiere date of 25th December 2001 (Christmas Day? C'mon!)

Under the subheading of "Weight Watchers" it said:
Most of the actors needed to drop weight for their roles as junkies(and consulted the same dieticians Tom Hanks used for Cast Away) - except for D'Onofrio, who plays a sadistic dealer. "He said, 'Is it okay if I gain, like, 40 or 50 pounds?'" (director) Caruso recalls. "'Because I see this guy who doesn't take care of himself and has a really bad farmer's tan.'"

This is the result.


Thanks to Eliza for the pictures.

Happy Anniversary Drowsey Monkey

Drowsey's blogging friend Olga The Travelling Bra (yes, it's true) reminded Drowsey's regulars that it would be a year today since Drwosey started blogging.

For those of you who have never been there, Drowsey's blog is at http://drowseymonkey.blogspot.com/ (Sorry, I still don't know how to do the link thing.)

I love going to Drowsey's blog because she is so many things: amusing; witty (not the same thing); observant; broad in her knowledge and interests. And so much more. She has quirky views, and often a slightly quirky life, from what she blogs about it.

Although I originally found her on a Google Alert for Vincent, she doesn't blog about him, so it's a tribute to her that a hard-baked Vincent fan like me continues to visit her blog.

She is amazingly prolific (so much so that she had to take a blog-break a few months back, since when her picture blog that DID have Vincent on it has gone) and I know I missed her.

Happy First Birthday, Drowsey.

And as a special treat - here's Bobby, checking out Drowsey's blog: