The whole world must have watched Felix Baumgartner skydive from the edge of space yesterday evening. You read that right: a skydive
FROM THE EDGE OF SPACE.
As around 10 million huddled around a groaning YouTube and millions more tuned in via the more traditional television, an extremely brave Austrian was using a parachute to fall FROM THE EDGE OF FLIPPING SPACE! (And yes only capital letters will do it justice.) It simply does not get more awesome than this and when the door of Felix's capsule opened to reveal the earth below, I felt as giddy as a widow. When he stood ready to plummet my heart fairly felt like it was about to burst from my chest. God only knows what Felix's heart must have been doing.
This was daredevil'ing and extreme sport done to the absolute ETREME (yup there's those capitals again.)
Of course certain parts of the Internet were quiet but their silence spoke volumes, mainly about their envy but let's not dwell on those fools.
Well done Felix and congrats on having nerves forged from the finest steel. I usually find anything to do with space, dreadfully dull (oceans interest me more I'm afraid) but this plucky Austrian even managed to get me on the edge of my seat while he was on the (yes it's coming again) EDGE IF RUDDY SPACE! Amazing. Chalk another one for the history books. Da iawn.
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Thursday, 6 January 2011
Lovable Misfits
The cat (if cat is what it is) in the photo below is more than likely fake. Probably photoshopped or something, and there are those now shouting 'Of course its fake!' But I am of the open mind that bizarre creatures like this actually exist. I want them to exist! Without these animals, the plantet is less interesting, devoid of some of its colour.
Pretty kitty: I want one!
Isn't he/she simply ADORABLE? I would love to have one. Nay have two or three. That beautiful blue fur, the enquiring face, those amazing yellow eyes and little pom pom paws! Dear me, my heart fairly skipped a beat out of love for the ickle kitty. Makes for a much more interesting chum than say a goldfish or budgie.
And thats just it I find. Its the peculiar and the odd which this world spin, certainly not the bland and the predictable. (I guess this is why I am not a big fan of dogs. No animal is as predictable as a hound, no matter what their fans will say.) I love pure colour, not different shades of it.
Is it a bat? No, its love in your palm
Just look at that guy above. Who cares what the heck it is? Look at him! He would love you forever, its written all him. Or her. Depressingly, as ive said earlier, these loveables are more often than not fake. Usually made up from different bits of an assortment of animals and photo~stitched together by some bored teenager or wannabe Frankenstein.
Shame really. When I was a youngster I had newts, frogs, terrapins, (even took a few white mice into the cinema in my pockets) and these were all great but I always hankered after a bat or a heron. Dogs, cats and hamsters weren't unusual enough, afterall, everyone had one of those. I used to love catching anenomes and other strange things from rock pools, hoping to find something not of this world.
Im still on the look out. I adore my cat of course and she rules the house. But Id trade her in a flash for a Kowakian monkey~lizard. (Remember Salacious Crumb? The ferret thing by Jabba the Hutt in Return Of The Jedi? One of them.)
Pretty kitty: I want one!Isn't he/she simply ADORABLE? I would love to have one. Nay have two or three. That beautiful blue fur, the enquiring face, those amazing yellow eyes and little pom pom paws! Dear me, my heart fairly skipped a beat out of love for the ickle kitty. Makes for a much more interesting chum than say a goldfish or budgie.
And thats just it I find. Its the peculiar and the odd which this world spin, certainly not the bland and the predictable. (I guess this is why I am not a big fan of dogs. No animal is as predictable as a hound, no matter what their fans will say.) I love pure colour, not different shades of it.
Is it a bat? No, its love in your palm
Just look at that guy above. Who cares what the heck it is? Look at him! He would love you forever, its written all him. Or her. Depressingly, as ive said earlier, these loveables are more often than not fake. Usually made up from different bits of an assortment of animals and photo~stitched together by some bored teenager or wannabe Frankenstein.
Shame really. When I was a youngster I had newts, frogs, terrapins, (even took a few white mice into the cinema in my pockets) and these were all great but I always hankered after a bat or a heron. Dogs, cats and hamsters weren't unusual enough, afterall, everyone had one of those. I used to love catching anenomes and other strange things from rock pools, hoping to find something not of this world.
Im still on the look out. I adore my cat of course and she rules the house. But Id trade her in a flash for a Kowakian monkey~lizard. (Remember Salacious Crumb? The ferret thing by Jabba the Hutt in Return Of The Jedi? One of them.)
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