Why do I keep finding corded telephones in all these hotel bathrooms?
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Why do I keep finding corded telephones in all these hotel bathrooms?
That's a new one
That’s a new one
I was idle at the information desk when a man came up to me in a rush. Phil: “Hey! I’m looking for books on recorders.” Me: “Howiya!?…I’m not too sure about books but we do have recorders. If you come over with me we can see if there’s something there.” We arrive over at the music section and there’s no books. Me:”Sorry, mate, there’s nothing.” Phil: “No,no! Not books! I’ve lost someone who was…
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One art please!
The air was fresh and felt good to inhale and exhale yesterday. My love slice and myself were wandering around the City Centre and decided to drop into an art gallery to view an exhibition that was going on. We had to ring to gain access to the gallery. Upon entry we were greeted by a stuffy bald fellow who made no effort with us. He was one of those stuffy types who got off on licking discarded…
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I seem to have forgotten...
I seem to have forgotten…
I sat down for my first lecture of the day and wrote out the module title. That was fine. The trouble came when I began to write out the date. There was no issue of me writing down the date and month, the bothersomeness came with the year. I turn to my classmate. Me: “Stupid question, but are we 2015 or 2016?” Bern: “Are you serious?” Me: “I am, yeah.” Bern: “It’s 2016!” Me: “Ah, grand! Thanks.”…
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The second coming
Second poo of the day. I never knew my bowels could move that way. To much wine the other day. I can’t write poetry. When I do it’s pretty shit. #BaldManProblemPoetry
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I went there...
I went there…
My first conversation with my music lecturer ended with me announcing to her that I love everything. What a great first impression she must have of me. # BaldManProblems
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Sometimes...
Sometimes…
Sometimes I forget I’m bald and have tattoos. # BaldManProblems
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It's all fun and games until...
It’s all fun and games until…
I’ve started trying to wear more lose fitting boxers instead of the bottom-sac hugging ones I usually wear in order to have a better sense of freedom when I walk around. This is all well and good but there are moments when I forget if I have put on underwear. This happened to me at the bus stop this morning. I was standing there, waiting away. A mother and her daughter where a little way down…
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