Friday, February 25, 2011

Saturday Photo Hunt

Mostly In Black

Well I am trying to step up to the plate on this Photohunt thingy as it dind't get put up the last week or so.

I am not 100% sure of the rules, even if I do comment on the pics from time to time ^_^

So this is my likely not so good try at it.

Here is a pic of me in my kitchen in sl dressed... Mostly in black.

..and also me playing the piano dressed (wait for it) mostly in black.. are two allowed? Will I get disqualified? It is a different outfit...

You will notice that there is a pretty big difference between my usual byline pic and my current look that I have had quite a while now...

Platinum hair and different makeup... more back towards my look before the byline pic for anyone who remembers...

So what looks best? The brunette or the blonde hair do?

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Drive to Arrive

Some young guy got wiped from the face of the earth last year. In an instant. In a Road accident. It was on a route I use. I never saw it, just found out after.

His friends and family put flowers and stuff on the spot by the side of the highway, a picture at first I think also.

He is not the first, just the latest. I hate it when I see new forlorn little bunches of flowers appear by the side of the road. In the UK it basically means one thing...

Why is it so often young guys at night, brim full of confidence and promise, their lives stretching out in front of them like the open road one moment - the next it’s all just might have beens, if onlys, no undoing it, wasted opportunities and tears.

Often these things are at places you think “Why there?”, not on a bend or anything, but with clear views.

Everyone. Please. Just think twice when you are driving, especially guys – but also girls, girls too, no get out of jail free card for you.

“Drive to arrive.”.

If that’s all you remember about this post then remember those three words.

So the flowers got sad and faded... and they were replaced several times, at slightly longer intervals.

They were just recycling themselves when, come Christmas, they were replaced with balloons and Christmassy stuff. I guess someone just couldn’t bare the thought of him missing out on Christmas. Maybe lonely and cheerless.

When I saw that it made me smile sadly and tear up a bit thinking that. Heart wrenching, Poignant.

So Christmas came and then disappeared again in life’s rear view mirror.

A week or two back I drove past it again in the dark. I thought I saw someone tall and slim, standing there in a long coat maybe looking at the spot. Odd - maybe someone paying respects I figured.

I moved wide past and realised there was no vehicle nearby. I did a double take and realised there was no one actually there.

Funny the tricks your mind can play on you. A shadow maybe...