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.

Friday, 10 December 2010

I Couldn't Not Post This

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 "My Gears Are Starting To Tremble", by Eskmo.

Untitled in Airedale

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Cooool Cable

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Did I Mention it's Been a Bit Chilly Recently?

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Not Really

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Not really my favourite music, but I liked the Video!
Tuesday, 7 December 2010

She said "No you cannot see, Oh no you cannot see- my naked body."

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This song, this song in particular, reminds me of summer evenings, sitting on the porch of the little yellow house, watching the sun setti...
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Saturday, 4 December 2010

Well At Least it Looks Clean

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Wednesday, 1 December 2010

An Observation on Earthmovers

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Earthmovers, bulldozers, diggers, they're often referred to in a somewhat negative way, earth-rippers, despoilers of the planet. But on ...
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