Thursday, January 20, 2011

Woohoo! I am Plugged into THE WORLD again!!!

OMG in the country you get SO ISOLATED from the world no newspapers, net, people nothing and then it is SOOOOO EXCITING and SUCH A RELIEF to have 24 hour half decent internet access again.

So I made it out of the flood regions with nothing worse than having had to purchase a huge golf umbrella and with evidence of my shoes being soaked through (THANKS God!) however my mail didn't get such a good mother reported that my envelope arrived in a plastic baggie and my correspondence was all water damaged!!!

Arrived by accident in a new very interesting place...major TIME WARP. Fun :)

Oh something funny to add to my wheel pottery attempt yesterday...I was on the bus and saw a little kid with a great t-shirt that seemed to sum up my pottering attempts exactly:


yup it was great fun wielding such destruction and getting all dirty...didn't have the camera but I noticed when I went to shower last night that even my big toe was all clay black shoes were all powdered white and I left a white powder trail on the dark blue carpet...hehehehe. *evilkneevil*


JJ Beazley said...

I wish you'd stop talking about pottery. It reminds me too much of where I come from, and the first job I had when I left school, and all those horrid pottery figures my mother used to have everywhere. And bloody china cabinets!

Nice to see you back, though.

Zz... said...

aha! a raw nerve! you were a potter?? I KNEW there was one reason why I was drawn to you ;) not a big fan of china and pottery figures but I love vases if you have any you don't want...I'd have loads just I can't afford such "objets d'art"!

JJ Beazley said...

No, never a potter, Zhen (apart from making a few things in clay at school - a crocodile and an owl, I recall.) It's just that I come from an area known as 'The Potteries,' which is the home of the Staffordshire pottery industry, so I was brough up surrounded by Wedgwood, Royal Doulton, Spode etc.

My first job on leaving school was carrying great piles of plates around in the 'biscuit warehouse.' H&S rules weren't quite so much in evidence then. They didn't give us gloves, just a simple warning: 'After a couple of weeks the unglazed ware will rub your fingertips raw until they bleed. Don't worry, you'll get used to it.' Life was tough when I was a lad! Kids today? Don't know they're bloody born!

HappyOrganist said...

You are so hilarious, punk ;D
"teeth rot" ^^

Kids tried it and spit it out quickly. hahahaha

pretty funny.

Zz... said...

Ouch- that sounds harsh JJ- yeah I know you think my generation are good for nothings. I think the youngsters today seem like even worse precocious little bratty punks!

So did YOU like them HO? I thought they tasted quite nice- not hard on the western palette or were they? Apparently they cost heaps to I expect you to eat them...ALL. lol forcefeed C if you must, hehe

Zz... said...

P.S is where you live considered "the country" or a rural town? It reminds me of you being in the country- ppl our age are so mature and have like several kids already- that doesn't happen in the big city these days! But we tend to have multiple degrees and huge college debts, lol...

JJ Beazley said...

I don't think anything of the sort, Zhen. I was joking; I try to avoid such generalisations. What helps is having known teenagers with more inate wisdom and - what should we call it - general decency than a good many middle aged folks, maybe even MOST middle aged folks.

Maria Sondule said...

Hey, I found your blog through Jeff (JJ Beazley) as I will occasionally try to find interesting blogs to read, and I just wanted to say I really like yours. :)
It's fun and cute and a good read. I could never do pottery so chaos is exactly what would happen should the impulse ever strike to sit down and make a bowl or something. Some people at my school make these elaborate masterpieces like clay dragons and such. I'm jealous.
and I'm glad you got out of the flood area in time. :)