Monthly Archives: July 2015
Blogging 201, Day Nine: The Buddy System
“All blogs have one faithful reader at least – Google bot”
Blogging 201, Day Nine: The Buddy System
| Now, we want you to think about taking a friendship to the next level, so you’ll have that support once Blogging 201 ends. We know commitment can be scary, but it’s time.
Today’s assignment: find a blogging buddy. If appropriate, plan to publish guest posts on one another’s blogs. If you don’t see guest posters as an option for your blog, that’s totally fine. You can find a buddy to lean on for feedback and support, minus the guest posting. Why do this?
Personally, I am happy to work solo for the moment. I already feel the overwhelming support and feedback given by my fellow bloggers and followers, which helps and encourages me to do even more. Ideas I have plenty of, but time, or rather lack there of, is the enemy. Working full time and running a blog as “a second job” is filling all my spare time quite nicely and then some. Therefore, concentrating on my own blog and checking out the other sites on the side will have to do for now. If and when I am ever blogging as a full time paid blogger, then I will seriously consider hosting some events and getting even more friendly with the neighbours. And maybe I also have time to do the “buddy thing”.
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It’s A Human… No, It’s A Drag Race!
“We are all born naked and the rest is Drag” – RuPaul
It’s A Human… No, It’s A Drag Race!
This is Ixavier Lasloth coming live from the Galaxy near you!
Our news team is currently orbiting a small bluish rock in the farthest corner of the known universe. We are here to observe the supposedly dominant occupants of this planet they have named “Earth”. These people seem to be involved in something called the “human race”, although as to where and when the race will take place is still unclear.
We are here to observe the ritualistic behaviour of this particular species, whose skin colour is varying from a pinkish hue to darker brown shade or sometimes even red. Some of them are covered in a thick fur like layer, while others remain neutral and satisfied in their original skin.
We are in disguise to avoid any panic our…
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Ode to My Little Car
“Good things come in small sizes”
Ode to My Little Car
It was a tiny little thing
Not the prettiest of the lot
The name had a soft ring
Almost like a plot
Fiesta…
Siesta…
Round and round in paces
Could see the look on others faces
‘Surely that is not the car to buy’
‘To her money she would kiss goodbye’
Trying it on for size I did
Smiling like a little kid
Spite what others may have though
This car was surely bought
It wasn’t quite what expected
Less is not more, had to respect it
Tempted by a car with muscle
The salesman tried to hustle
Something made me turn to look
The little car had gotten me hooked
Back and forth I went
Trying not to get bent
It was calling me I could hear
Trying hard not to get near
But
Fear not
Reason won in…
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From favourite TV character idolizing to borderline obsession
“Everything is the same as always”
From favourite TV character idolizing to borderline obsession
We all have our favourite TV shows and in them the characters we like, some more than others. And at some point the line between liking and obsession starts to disappear and then you realize it is time to wake up, put the kettle on, the cat out for a pee and admit ‘it’s just a TV show’!
It is generally believed the TV audiences do not want anything new and exciting. They want the same old plot twists and familiar characters to appear on their small screen every week. Major dynamics’ changes between the characters or the plotline may not go well with the viewers.
Let’s face it; for most people, it’s best everything to be as black and white as possible:
The good guy needs to wear ‘the white hat’ while the bad…
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Coffee, Coffee, Coffee, and some more Coffee…
“There really is no life before the first pot of coffee in the morning”
Coffee, Coffee, Coffee and some more Coffee…
Since the dawn of time when humans first dropped down from the trees and started walking, their first trip must have been to the closest Starbucks for some coffee.
Remember the classic film “2001: A Space Odyssey” and first scene where the prehistoric man is bewildered when a big black block lands before him? What if instead of the monolith a giant cup of coffee would have landed? I think we would have evolved much faster and would be more advanced today if that would have been the case 😉
But let’s move forward in time and to present day.
I have dropped in a quite a few suggestions (read request) in our office “suggestion box“: Add to the list of necessary office supplies an IV drop filled…
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Throwback Thursday: 2015-07-30
“Throwback Thursday: OMG: Throwback Thursday, I needa find a photo of myself from like hella long ago and post it on Facebook”
Throwback Thursday 2015-07-30
Today is time for a walk down memory lane again and dig into the archives from the beginning of Rantings Of A Third Kind. Here are a few of them:
Coffee, Coffee, Coffee, and some more Coffee…
From favourite TV character idolizing to borderline obsession
Ode to My Little Car
It’s A Human… No, It’s A Drag Race!
Let the Rantings continue!!!
Sunrays
Photography and Poetry
“The sun is new each day” Heraclitus
Sunrays
Trying to catch a glimpse
Of the last sun sparkles
Before they shrink
Into complete darkness
Red, Photography and Poetry
Photography and Poetry
“Red is the ultimate cure for sadness” Bill Blass
Red
Seeing red?
Hoping for something else instead?
What can I say
I like to play
Red is red is red
Maybe you should have stayed in bed
So like it or not
Here are the shots
Sepia, Photography and Poetry
Photography and Poetry: The Clinic /Photo Rehab
“Without poetry, stories would be told in sepia” Ellen Hopkins
Sepia
The faded colour
A reminder of the past
Many nuances to discover
Monochrome to last
Once a colourful picture
A photographer’s signature
Now, maybe a work of art
Or close to someones heart
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