Grit in the Gears

I am the grit in the gears, the missing bolt, I am the poker of sticks into spokes. I like to know how things work, but sometimes when I take them apart and rebuild them, I have a few pieces left over. I am a man, so I tend to leave reading the instructions until after it goes wrong. And like all men I have a comprehensive mental map of the world and never need to ask directions. I never get lost, only sometimes I'm late, or end up in the wrong place entirely. It's what we do.

Thursday, 15 May 2008

"He Knew the Rust Would Play Hell With his Knee Joints.... But Damn!- It Was Worth It!"

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I Give Up, Can't settle on a title for this one

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Maybe something like:-The German army's motorised office staff on manoevres. Or:- Careful, Fritz, you almost smiled for a moment.. Or:- ...

Time For Another Career Change

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A Bad Case of Doing it Wrong

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Wednesday, 14 May 2008

Watch out, Homeland Security....

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Henry Koerner. Office of War Information poster, no. 63. 1943. 28 x 20. Neighbours a bit chubby? Report them, they may be hoarding fats for...
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The Avenging Narwhal.

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"With four magical tusks, and three adorable animals to impale." Seal, check, Penguin, check, Koala..... Koala?

Secma All Terrain

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Okay. I want to play. SECMA

Experimental.....

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The ragged sound quality of the opening bars is on the vinyl record, and on the CD too, so maybe it's meant to be like that. It is NOT c...
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