Stumbled upon...

How about these?
Terrible, sure, but oh so terribly cute! I love them.

Of course I tried checking out the rest of the site but it hurt my eye's a little. Yikes. Don't do it. But these are definitely a find! I'll have to try and figure out where they're originally from I guess to credit it properly.

Here finally we have some of the answers! Credit goes to tech guru Mandy whom I met last night at the Geek Girl Dinner CPT.
"They're called the The Gashlycrumb Tinies and they're by an artist named Edward Gorey."

Thanks again for this. And apologies for my ill-timed question right as everyone had already started clapping. I have an amazing talent for the art of timing.

This week's "I covet"

I've been desperately trying not to spend money these last few months which, in true form, means I've somehow been spending more and have no savings to show for myself. Boo.
And yet here I sit trying to convince myself that, if I buy these lovely two sets for my kitchen, it's technically nothing resembling my impulse buy of gladiator sandals and much more of an investment for my flat.
Now the cincher will be if Dave suddenly expresses a love of pastel shaded porcelain...
You never know. He has been known to surprise.

Chi-Wing Lee Miix Spoon Set

Christopher Jagmin Little Odd Plate Collection

both via Daily Candy

I can half save your life.

Things I learnt at First Aid today included:

- It's legal to sell your organs in South Africa. "You'll get about R7000 to R9000 for a kidney round about."
- Spray and cook does help make your licence plate blurry but you'll need a CD to obscure your licence on your windshield. Who knew?
- Ambulances WILL prioritise your calls in this order.

• #1. Bleeding (be sure to use words like spurting and gushing else you won't rate as high)
• #2. Unconscious (because they know that most people are crap at CPR and if you're unconscious you're a bit too close to dead)
• #3. Broken bones (actually there are a few that come before broken bones but she didn't really say what they were. Basically if all you're phoning about is a broken bone, get ready to wait a while. The only thing lower than a broken bone apparently is if you mention the person needing help may have been a suicide.)

-Another tip is to call your local fire department. The ratio of emergency vehicles to people in most area's is higher for fire departments than ambulances.
- 99% of the time the person you're performing AV or CPR on won't regain consciousness while you're working on them. Usually only at the hospital.
- 7 out of 10 times you're going to break your patient's ribs. That's why a first aid course is important, so that you hopefully break them in the correct way towards the outside rather than towards the inside where you can puncture a lung and kill them. ugh.
- Up until about 5 years ago you wouldn't pinch your patients nose to try and wake them up, it was allowed that you pinch their nipples of ALL places. The only reason this stopped was because a lot of people sued. Rightfully so methinks.
- There are 3 things a "First Aider" may not do unless they enjoy being sued:

• #1. Hand out any medication. Be it a Panado, Disprin or Nurofen etc. Myprodol is a no no peoples.
• #2. Move an unconscious patient.
• #3. Purposefully harming a patient or causing them pain. (no matter how difficult they're being. pity ;)

what a day!

But I passed the practical test so far, so here's looking to the theory exam tomorrow!

16.09.2010 TURNS OUT.
That maybe it's not so legal. er.
read this one

Ah Mr Marley...

Smart man that.

My Weekly Daily Dose: No Space for Fun

Always dreamed of becoming an astronaut? Maybe it's not as glamorous as you imagined

In Hunter Freeman's imagination it's no big deal to be an astronaut. They spend lonely mornings in diners, work in warehouses, frequent laundromats and scour beaches for metal. Maybe these are aged spacemen who've become too attached to their suits or maybe this is what Mars will be like should we never sort out that pesky atmosphere problem.

Hey, it might even be a comment on the whole sex ban in space.
Average guys doing normal everyday things, but in a space suit, versus astronauts in space not allowed to do normal everyday things.

The Plug: You, of course, are welcome to do anything you wish. In fact if you'd like to get better at it you may click here.

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My Weekly Daily Dose: Thorne In Your Side

The latest offering from Aussie humorist, satirist, Internet personality and author, David Thorne will have you in stitches

If you haven't read anything from Mr Thorne, you're either unloved and nobody ever emails you, have the the most intense firewall set up on your work email, or you don't actually have a computer and are receiving this via... no look, you've probably read it but didn't realise he was behind it all.

Does an email conversation involving a drawing of a spider as payment for rent ring any bells?

In his latest exchange a "colleague" asks if he's not too busy to make a poster for her as her cat has gone missing. David answers in a way in which most designers would love to.

The Plug: We, on the other hand, put the same time and effort into our replies. But we actually care. Why not write to us at tellmh@touchline.co.za? And read what other guys think here.
Hell, we'll even reward you for it.

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Some understatements

Yesterday was an experience I'd like my usual goldfish-like memory to actually hold onto.

I drove my car into work in some of the best traffic I've ever seen, because for one of the first times in my life, on a weekday, nobody else seemed to be travelling into town by car. In fact I'd only taken my car in because I'm still trying to find a bus that leaves at a time giving me enough opportunity to pry my eyes open with a crowbar.
I miraculously managed to achieve some tasks at work before my brain turned to excited mush, and then we were off!

The Fan Walk!
I don't even think we walked much on the official one, but here's a tip, any street, between the station and the stadium, it's now the fan walk. I would definitely recommend the bridges that have been put in. You don't want to lead your colleagues to their near death, otherwise known as oncoming traffic, like I did. Twice.
We made it safely into the hyundai fan park which wasn't too bad. Hiccups included having to negotiate with signage guys to steal their table when they were done as seating was scarce, as well as the screen cutting out twice, but otherwise it's not the worst place to watch the match for the price and with atmosphere. R20 will get you in and drinks were almost reasonably priced too. You can't expect to pay your usual pub amount for a beer in a tent trying to make a bit of money in the world cup season I guess, but I'm sure tourists though it was ama-cheap-cheap. So recommend it to your foreigners, as it won't break your bank and I hear it was less chaotic than the Grand Parade Fan Fest. I'd like to reserve my judgment on the Fan fest though, at least until I've seen it for myself.
Whan an openning ceremony! I truly think our country did us proud and that this is a great time to be a South African.

And then the game! When that goal happened it was madness! I saw a whole group fall off their table as they broke it with their jumping, and the woman next to me, wrapped in our flag in a way resembling traditional clothing, litterally started crying. Wiping away tears while still blowing on your vuvzela is a skill she had somehow found time to master.

By this stage Jenny had finally perfected her own vuvzela skills just as mine started to deteriorate and we arranged to meet up with our crowd who hadn't made it in time to make the cut of 2000 people let into the tent. We made our way along the "fan walk" through the swarming V&A waterfront to hunt down some food before our next leg to the stadium. ... to one of the most boring soccer games I'd ever seen.
BUT WHO CARES?

The Stadium
I would love to be able to say I'm one of those people who was there last night because I ultimately love soccer and always have, but that would have been a little bit of a lie. They could have been playing chess on that field and I would have still enjoyed last night. Our stadium is magnificent! Our nose-bleed seats were a climb, but when you reach the top and you see that view and the crowd, it's amazing. If you don't feel excited the first time you attend something there, you should consider seeing a doctor.
I felt it was equally impressive from the outside and we had no real trouble getting into the stadium grounds or out. Yes, there were some queues but there were 64100 of us who attended last night. Earplugs are a must, and I definitely recommend the foam ones not the silicone, having in the course of the evening tried both in an attempt at not going deaf.

To round this off since my post has become so much longer than usual I'll leave you with some understatements about last night because seriously, for me, to describe how much fun yesterday was just doesn't seem to do it any justice, so here goes.

To say that the atmosphere in Cape Town was electric is an understatement.
To say that our Stadium in our Mother City is BEAUTIFUL - Understatement.

I am very proudly South African this morning. Understatement.

(of course to say that my lips are slightly swollen this morning... understatement. Vuvu-lip. ouch!)

x

image via the capetour

Nice!

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The Jessica Simpson Cover

Be grateful this post isn't about another bad song.

I don't know if I truly care enough this evening as to whether Jessica is or isn't wearing make-up on the Marie Claire cover.
Maybe they should technically have rather used the words "barely any make-up", but hey, that's a pretty bad coverline when alongside the other ones.

I think even though it's now being picked apart, the cover is still refreshingly different and I would have bought it off the shelves to see the other images that follow. It's doing it's job and certainly attracting attention. As it is I immediately hunted some more images from the shoot down on the internet.

So it may be a ploy. So it may not be the whole truth. I'm always won over if I get to call something beautiful. Look at this image.

BEAUTIFUL.

via Just Jared
more images here MarieClaire.com

T-Rex Syndrome and it's affects on yoga practices

I've often used the term T-Rex syndrome while grumping about challenges my body presents me with from time to time.
This is how it usually goes.
I feel that I have rather large hip bones. And I'm not complaining about the width of my hips, don't get me wrong. I'm not confusing my bum size with bone size and therefore blaming some growth in the derriere area over the last few years on my bone structure. (I eat enough to have figured out that I might be personally responsible for any development there *grin*)
I mean that the actual length/height of the bone in comparison to my spine and ribcage means that there seems to, literally, not be any space for me to work on getting that gradual indentation normal people get to call a waist.

The latest complaint however revolves around yoga. It's not exactly a secret that my most recent attempt in bettering myself isn't bringing me the peace and serenity yet that I'd thought was pretty much part of the contract when you step into a class. In fact poor Neil was possibly one small step away from begging me NOT to try another class. (Think how moody I must have been for a boy to ask me NOT to take a class which generally leads to people becoming more flexible...)
But the weird unleashing of moods aside, the main thing that's bothering me with yoga is that the simplest exercise, which involves lifting my bum off the floor by just straightening my arms, is impossible! Sitting with my back straight, my shoulders down and then straightening out my arms results in only lifting myself one measly excuse for a cm off the ground. Not nearly enough to then swing back and forth. I've now started nervously laughing whenever I sense a similar exercise coming my way. I don't know whether it's my arms which are too short, or my spine, or if my legs are just completely disproportionate to my upper body and therefore impossible to move, but this is going to be filed right there under T-Rex syndrome.

Grrr. Arrrrr.

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Cheesy Pick-up Lines to Use on Graphic Designers

Wow, there were a LOT of bad ones and due to my fragile state of late I'm regressing to a more prudish me. In other words I whittled them down to 9 cheesies and none of them too rude.
Hah. Spoilsport? Me?

1. I wish I had an Eyedropper to capture the color of your eyes.

2. Has anybody ever told you that your teeth have perfect kerning?

3. Come back to my place and I’ll show you a really naughty way to fill up some negative space.

4. If I went to a stock photography site and typed in the keyword: “sexy”, I bet there’d be a picture of you.

5. Just looking at you from across the bar, I could tell you display high Brightness and Vibrance, and have multiple Layers.

6. You look perfectly put together. Do you display this well in IE?

7. I like my fonts sans-serif, and you sans-pants.

8. I dig your look and feel.

9. Do you want to touch my Bézier curves?

VIA http://www.crestock.com/blog

Also while looking for a nice image for this post I think I may have found a new favourite photographer. Love her stuff. Meet miss Annelie Solis

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Doo doo it for love?

Ah good. Another most useful gadget that's managed to surprise me from Japan.

It landed in my inbox as one of a list of cute offbeat valentine's gift ideas. I suppose it definitely has a point. Nobody I know can tell me it's not embarrassing to go to the bathroom when you're certain other people will be able to hear you. But then I hope this thing sounds real because is it not going to be extra weird if they hear tinny fake toilet flushing noises coming from the bathroom either?
What's more, Amelia had a point. They say it's small and clips easily to your mobile, but is this then assuming that we all take our phones into the loo with us as well?

If you're wondering about the version via the link that has the green logo on it, it's because this is an environmentally friendly gadget don't you know.

"...after all, this little device means you won't have to flush for real and thus saves water."

We love you Japan.
x

via daily candy

Wys jou appels?

Actually this post has almost nothing to do with it's title. The title is what a friend's mom was shouting on his birthday to get him to flex his arms. Disturbing.
Almost as disturbing though is the price of Apple Macs here in our lovely little country.

All I can say is thank goodness it's more expensive in Brazil else I might have been really depressed. Hey, at least someone put it in a pretty poster format for us to stare at. There's a silver lining everywhere!

Side note: Congrats to Tam who will finally for the first time, this very month, receive her true salary! You finally own your whole beautiful machine!

via gizmodo

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