The Lair

I’m about as good at photography as vampires are with sunlight. Let me get that out of the way first. So, why is it that I’ve suddenly had this urge to go around taking photographs of the food I eat? No, this is slightly more poseur than that. I just take photographs of the food I get served when I go out.

I’m wondering what to do with it; only I don’t go out that often so it would make for an infrequently updated site.

And weird Wednesday has shaken itself down into a solid plan. We skip the Thai food (A bailed, so everyone else bailed) and we go straight to the Green Green Land of Much Beer – the pub where the beer of self respecting chavs is available for sale. And; as the title would suggest, we’re also planning on doing some celeb stalking.

A little bit about my celeb stalking attempts so far: the report card is not going to look pretty. We went to this concert thing swarming with celebrities; my innate lack of desire to be photographed translated into a distinct reluctance to photograph others surreptitiously. This meant, no photos. Then, the Sloth started stockpiling incendiaries and nearly set his hair on fire. This in turn attracted the attention of the nearby celebrities (because you know, a guy saying “help, my hair is on fire” and then proceeding to beat at his hair lazily isn’t something one sees every day of the week). Maybe this time, we’ll do a bit better.

Oh, and I owe some of the celebrities a beer. Hope they come up and ask for payment. Heh, heh.