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February 5, 2014

Since I have been using a Smartphone (yeah right – MrShev: Siri, can you find out whats on in the cinema near to me? Siri: Brocolli cannot ride bicycles. MrShev: Siri, can you play The Foo Fighters? Siri: There are no unicorns in My Fair Lady. MrShev: Siri, make an appointment at 2pm tomorrow for the dentist. Siri: Tomatoes are not the only fruit.) I have got over my first flush of smartphone lust and don’t bother with games anymore or pointing my phone around trying to get some lame augmented reality app to tell me things that are of no use to man nor beast like some medieval cleric divining water.

But! there is some joy out there in the digital Primark that is the App Store (or Play Store) if you bin-dive deep enough. Google Maps still knows where my house is when Apple Maps is struggling with where Swizzerland is. Instagram is still the best photo app. Spotify still makes me wonder if anyone in Apple’s hollowed out mountain knows what the fuck they are going to do with the ugly kid called iTunes. Ultralinga French dictionary when you just need to know what the french for ‘where the Marmite be at, biatch’ is. One of my other favouritist apps is still Evernote.

We all surf t’net a lot and see lots of great things. I use Spotify to keep track of my favourite sounds. I use YouTube to keep all my most favourite cat videos in one place but when I see a great piece of design or a totally cool image? Well, I used to book mark the site and then I’d forget what the link was for and forget about it forever…or the person hosting the site would delete the link or image (happens way more than you’d think…) so I use Evernote to keep track of of all of that good shit. I have no idea of the provenance of any of these images so you if you are a photographer with the rights to these and you are going to go crazy monkey in  my comments section then: sorry. So, here is some nice images and other stuff:

Autumn leaves fall onto early snowfall. Somewhere in America.

Autumn leaves fall onto early snowfall. Somewhere in America.

This is in England somewhere and makes me happy that nature can reclaim from man.

This is in England somewhere and makes me happy that nature can reclaim from man.

 

 

How clean the dress. How dirty the water. The timing is just awesome!

How clean the dress. How dirty the water. The timing is just awesome!

 

 

So, what happened here?!

So, what happened here?!

Dunno why it's so cool. Just is.

Dunno why it’s so cool. Just is.

The shadow tells the story

The shadow tells the story

Again, it's just really satisfying for me.

Again, it’s just really satisfying for me.

Just a really nice poster

Just a really nice poster

Push sign

Push sign

In a word: creepy!

In a word: creepy!

Just because

Just because

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

5 Comments leave one →
  1. March 2, 2014 11:12 am

    Ok, I have to admit that I spent a couple of minutes trying to figure out what he heck happened at that snowy car park, running my index and middle finger through the tire tracks. But then I gave up, because i don’t have Sherlock Holmes’ commitment to a mystery nor his brains.

    That push sign is too good :-)

    • March 6, 2014 6:25 pm

      Me too. I looked and thought…and solved it…and looked again…and decided I don’t know anymore.

      Thankyou for commenting, it means a lot.

  2. March 2, 2014 11:13 am

    Oh, I almost forgot. Try dragging your images into the google images search box one by onw, it can be helpful in finding the original publisher/artist.

  3. March 3, 2014 4:13 pm

    Love the pictures!

  4. May 21, 2014 9:22 pm

    I wish you could have witnessed Husband No.1’s incomprehension at the “Push It” sign. He got there in the end. Bless.

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