off the platform

In our city of Johannesburg there was a cycle race in the weekend.
94.7 km or something like that.
I have alot of respect for people who can keep at it for hours during the hot dry summer day that was interrupted by the famous summer storms.
And yet the cyclists kept on till the finish line.
An online pal kept us informed from his cell his progress throughout. and for this he won an award for cycling one handed.

I've been keeping busy with experimenting with photoshop. It's stressful when you need it to do a specific function and it doesn't or you're not sure how.
This leads to stressed neck and shoulder muscles.
The happiness of completed projects is worth the pain.

It's saturday. And all's weary to the bones.
After having a cup of coffee, i was told to clean and tidy the bird's cage. Which is valid. It needs cleaning. But it's MY bird when it needs cleaning, feeding, and looking after. And it's their bird when it's time to play with it.
Pfft!

Great! It's summer. And i'm back with time and internet to use at my whim. Well not exactly.
At least i have internet now. Felt cut off and disconnected from something meaningful.
Sad. I know. I need to get a life. Which i did. I have a pulse and some hobbies. It's not my fault if blogging is one of them.
Had a happy surprise to to someone has commented. Commented on my bitty blog posts. Going to investigate.
Here's to November.
Hopefully a full internet connected one.