a white corner view

White is the colour (of my true love's hair.) (?)
Not quite yet but here's some phone pics I quickly snapped this w-end at an apartment currently being renovated. Plenty of white to find and admire. Pretty much a blank canvas with all tonalities of white shown in all its glory. But... white. What IS white? Is there pure white? Does it actually exist?
I ramble. Here:

I had to add this next one. Not totally white, but totally cool. Coffee break at the "building site".

And... straight from the horse's mouth (no offence, J) so as not to miss anyone, here's more corner views.

it is definitely a-coming...

Nearly August
Nearly October

bloody 'ell, cv time? again? really?

Right, I'm a bit behind (as you may have gathered by the title), have been side-tracked by stuff and things plus I don't travel by car often. In a nutshell, this week's cv: so far so crap.

Plan was (soooo many good plans, such little resolution) posting some bicycle pics -which I may actually still do some time soon as I have bucket loads of them taken with my faithful little telephone. However, to avoid being a party pooper and to keep up with the spirit of cv, here's some random fuzzy pics taken a while ago, which I find really pretty in their wooziness.

These were taken this winter, inside a tunnel (I seem to recall), somewhere in France on the way to the Alps.

These next two are taken from a tuk-tuk in Bangkok, about two years ago, in the midst of a manic and unexpected shower. It was pissing down with rain with a passion. Pretty impressive it was.

Not a view of my corner of the world, but hey, it'll have to do this time.
For more "out of the car window", please check spain daily out.


* Also, I'm not going to have time to do the rounds until later in the week (if ever) but will try to fit that in somehow some time.

where is that?

Three days in a row I came home from work to find the paper slips UPS had left behind after two unsuccessful delivery attempts. The first two days I was a tad puzzled as, normally, you have to order something for it to be sent to your house (and by courier, no less) and I hadn't ordered anything at all. Anyway, on the third day, my neighbour had picked it up for me and left it outside my door. Hooray. Initiative.

Can you imagine my surprise when, after a couple of minutes fumbling with the packet (it came from a company called shapeways, so it briefly crossed my mind it could be spanx underpants, "spanx" I hear you thinking? I know, my mind can work in mysterious ways), I found this lovely metallic little ninja, the spitting image of this other one.

I left a voicemail for that boy (it was either him or some spam-gone-wrong-moment. I´d surely clicked somewhere I shouldn't have and would now be ripped off no end for a product I hadn't really consciously ordered... drama.)

A bit later I get this (and I translate literally) text message: "me? ordering a ninja? huh? you mean a custom made stainless steel 3d printed ninja? where is that?"

Yup, he'd been waiting to try this (apparently revolutionary) new technique where you take a design/drawing, send it in and they create exactly that: a stainless steel (or plastic) 3d printed model of it. To test it out, he decided to (secretly) send them a version of my ninja sticker.

So, there you have it. My own custom made stainless steel 3d printed ninja as seen modelled by the boy. Where is that ninja? Well, in your pocket.

I'm totally chuffed. Now I just need to find a chain strong enough to be able to wear it. Lovely and (oh, so very) feminine stainless steel. :)

Note: Jokes aside, it really seems to be revolutionary and, according to that boy, it will change the way we approach production. I hear that using it someone created a part for his motorcycle and could ride it again (said part had been discontinued and no-one could help him repair his bike.) Me, I'm just delighted with my pendant. Check shapeways out.

corner view: september

This week, from my corner we get more a glimpse than a view. I haven't had the time or energy to compose the proper post I'd have liked to. However, I have a good excuse*.

The two lit windows on the first photograph are those of my living room and... don't they just look dreamy in this light (I reckon mobile telephotony (yes, again) adds a certain je ne sais quoi and nineteenth-centuryness to it, to be honest).

I was just walking home the other evening and it struck me (for the umpteenth time) how beautiful my street actually is.


This second set of pics is the view from inside that very living room, sitting on the couch. It has started to get darker earlier and we have been noticing all the lit windows of the beautiful canal houses opposite.

So, there you have it, one September evening, as seen from the corner of my eye.

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- Also, in the spirit of September (and, basically, that of cheekiness and laziness in general), I would like this post to double as the tag/meme/whatever I never joined last week. Chicas, this is my half-arsed attempt at a (promised) "little bit more personal" post. ;)
- Oh yeah, I nearly forgot. For more CVs, visit spain daily and the hostess: Missus Corner View herself.

* Pssst, pssst... Let me tell you a secret. The "good" excuse is I got the keys to my new apartment yesterday (after signing all final (and rather scary) paperwork at the notary)and I'm giddy but knackered at the same time.
I also think I am really going to miss the area where I currently live. Hence the premature nostalgia, I reckon.

disco 2000?

Not only the blingest loos ever but also a merry-go-round that was just unreal in this light.

However, the real star of the de Parade was... Silent Disco. I'd forgotten all about it as I hadn't been for a couple of years (incidentally, a version of de Parade is currently taking place in NYC under the name New Island Festival. Worth checking it out, should you have the chance.)

Anyhoo, Silent Disco.
The best concept ever. Music isn't played through loudspeakers but individual headphones so only those taking part can actually hear it. In turn, to the amusement and delight of the passers-by, these disco-goers tend to get carried away and loudly sing along while they boogie the night away. It is both brilliant and hilarious at the same time.
So here it is: Silent Disco (aka lots of nutters in a cage having a whale of a time). Title of the song? Go on. Three guesses.



Note: As everything on this post was taken with my mobile phone, quality is definitely not the best (particularly vid quality), but hey.

I hate...

...eternal whiners, particularly at work

(we all come up against brick walls sometimes, we all
disagree with certain decisions but, believe it or not,
the world does not revolve around your (beyond belief)
pettiness. so please sort it out, do something about it or...
do us all a favour by shutting it. now.)

a-ranting & a-moaning
-an increasingly random series that will captivate the hearts of young and old alike-

piping hot? not quite, not

Unedited mobile pics.

the beefcake that came from the cold

Some weeks ago, I am at work, typing away, minding my own business when suddenly, something to my right casts a shadow on my desk and, to my surprise, I catch a glimpse of something moving outside. My office is on the fourth floor.
Well, this is what I see in front of me when I turn round.
Well, not exactly that. That's what this particularly pumped up window cleaner did when I (mimicking) asked him to wave back at me after rummaging in my bag for my mobile phone.
My colleagues found it hilarious not only that I had asked Musculitos to wave at the camera but that he shyly obliged. I find we were simply being civil and well-mannered.

The situation reminded me of this (minus the pussy).

Note: I try not to post pictures of others (a question of privacy, respect, etc.) However, in this case I very much doubt this body builder, his mum or any of his mates are going to come across this blog. Also, the pic is so badly backlit it is hard to make out who it is, right? Right. Should that not be the case, my sincere apologies, Mr. Proper.

No-one was harmed during the making of this post, either animal or human.