NIKON D70 - 1/500 sec, f4.5 at 60mm
I'm not feeling well, I have a headache and I'm tired and grumpy. I come home and the packaging on the new box of Panadol Gabba bought is impregnable (no that doesn't mean it's easily made pregnant). Listen to me you bastards! Make it easier to get into the box if you don't have finger nails and you're not feeling well with high levels of impatience.
I sat at work this afternoon watching a web server log for one of our customers trying to spot patterns that may or may not prove something is wrong with our stats reporting. It's a very big customer, with a lot of traffic from search engines. I could see the kinds of things people were searching for on Google and landing on the web site. After a while it got a little depressing watching the crap that people were wanting to buy rolling up the screen. Surely you freaks don't need Whipped Cream Dispensers and New Car Smell Aerosols and Tanning Butter (what ever the hell that is).
The weather has been shite and I'm feeling poo, so you're going to have to put up with a photo from our recent trip to MOTAT.