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the more Adobe Photoshop tutorials I struggle through, the more I love my Corel Photopaint.
I'm a self-taught idiot with a website at www.sharkpool.co.uk

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RIP Sir Arthur C Clarke

Bindun surely?
(Tue 2nd Jan 2007, 20:39, More)

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» Ripped Off

I once took a girl home and had sex with her.
While I was in the toilet, she emptied my wallet for me and then persuaded me to give her a lift to the train station. I didn't find out I'd been robbed until the next morning when I took out my wallet to buy some bread.

Still, it was a VERY good shag.
(Thu 15th Feb 2007, 23:51, More)

» Spoooky Coincidence

More spoooky than coincidental...
One night, I was awakened by a very peculiar dreamlike thing. It was a ghostly face, large and translucent with a blue hue, hovering in my bedroom staring at me. The only thing I can liken it to is the faces of the ghosts that come out of the ark at the end of the movie "Raiders of the Lost Ark." It wasn't a scary experience, but it was quite startling and it seemed that it only lasted for a second or two. Having work the next morning, I looked at the clock and saw that it was 02:15am.

At 07:30 the next morning, I got a 'phone call from my Mum who told me that my uncle had died that night... at 02:15am.
(Sun 11th Feb 2007, 0:10, More)

» My Biggest Disappointment

Indiana Funting Jones and the Funting Kingdom of the Crystal Funting Skull
It was all going reasonably well until Indy escaped from the catastrophic effects of a thermonuclear explosion by hiding in a flying 'fridge. Utter toss (well, except for the good bits).
(Thu 26th Jun 2008, 18:01, More)

» My most treasured possession

My collection of 2000ad comics
It's a full set, with all the specials and annuals from 1977 to last Wednesday. Yeah, yeah, I know. I can hear you shouting "Dweeb!" at your monitor. Sad to say, everything else I own is either cheap shit, falling to bits or stolen.

The practicalities of carrying four heavy, plastic boxes containing highly combustible material through a house fire probably isn't the most sensible of actions to take under such circumstances - but it might get me a Krill Tro Thargo and a letter in the Nerve Centre. This will cheer me up while I'm languishing in the burns unit.
(Fri 9th May 2008, 16:48, More)