This will hurt me...

Is that Christ in the bushes? St Johns Park, New Town, July 2010. I've been doing a lot of writing for the new job of late, churning out words by the thousands! While that's good news in some respects, it has left me a little dry by the time it comes around to thinking up things to say in the daily posts. I had been hoping for some divine inspiration, but would be content with any suggestions from the [virtual] floor...

Here we have a ferry coming into Sullivan's Cove from the Eastern Shore. Henry and I are currently discussing plans to launch into our own adventure on the high seas, but haven't quite decided on how big a boat we should start off with. After seeing Jaws , we are erring on bigger .

Here you can see Henry saying " Happy Birthday Nana ". He's a generous chap in that regard. I was talking about decisions and all that. Thinking about decisions, especially what are ostensibly difficult decisions, the worrying aspects primarily concern the externalities of the situation: the known knowns are fine, the unknown knowns must not be relevant, the known unknowns can’t be controlled and the unknown unknowns really don’t matter. All that you’re left with is action ...

I am unsure if this has already been around the Internets three times already, but I like it. I am on the record as being keen on new ways to present data. Check out Fleshmap's info-graphic of body parts mentioned in song lyrics , sorted by genre. I do like the stark difference between Gospel’s fixation on hands, eyes and faces, and Hip-Hop’s concerns that are of a more carnal nature. There are some slightly NSFW pictures, but it’s all very tasteful (not to mention discrete). [With appreciative nod to Waxy.org .]