Set Up Like A Deck Of Cards

Thinking of getting a haircut.

Reinforcing the vending machine hate, a friend tried to buy a Twirl today. The machine dropped the bar, but it bounced off the glass/top of the flap’s hinge and bounced back onto the top of the food on the bottom rack.

I wish I could have actually been there to see this happen.

There’s a bird round here that, somewhere between midnight and 7am, likes to attack windscreen wipers and tear off the rubber blades. I know it’s a bird because you can see its dirty fricking bird footprints all over the windscreen when you get in the car. I think it’s either that crow or magpie (it’s one bird, I’m just not sure what kind it is) that is always hanging around.

It’s happened three times in the last week. Twice, I’ve got in my car in the morning, turned my wipers on and the rubber blades have just flopped around, but were still attached. The other time, the rubber followed the wiper arm up and then just stuck on the windscreen when the arm came down again.

I’ve tried this method of protection the last three nights and it’s been successful so far. If this doesn’t work, my next plan involves violence.

When I snapped this photo the other night, I swear those clouds in the middle looked like three elephants walking trunk-to-tail.

Now I’m not so sure.