OddThinking

Joe decided to put an academic spin on the old prank of sending out the apprentice for striped paint or a long weight.

I have just been futzing around with my new Wacom pen tablet.

Genesis 1:27, God created man in his own iMage™.

My father, Joe, smoked cigarettes when he was younger, but he decided he wanted to give up.

My father, Joe, introduced John W. to the love of skiing. Soon John was just as keen at skiing.

Joe couldn’t find a free car park and eventually parked in a space reserved for a professor.

If you are going to study biology, at some stage you have to come to terms with the fact that your chosen career is not just about patting dolphins and trekking through the forest. You need to know something about the workings of the icky insides of an animal. For many students, the Sheep Prac. was that moment.

As a student, my father, Joe, paid his way by driving trucks. He had many stories of life as a truckie.

One Sunday morning when I was a teenager, Joe confronted me. “Where were you at 1am last night?” he demanded.

“I… ummm.. errr…” I stuttered, quite startled.

I haven’t been posting here regularly for the past couple of months. The reason is that I have been rather distracted; my father was diagnosed with a fatal illness in April, and passed away this week.

Julian: “I’ve had an idea. I am going to name my next pet `v7qo!rt’, so then I can use my pet’s name as a password, and yet still be secure.”