Pink Flamingo, Panther Stomp-out.

At one time I worked in an office. Actually, I have worked in a lot of offices, but I am thinking of one in particular. The first office I worked in, actually. There were a lot of grabby people in that office and for some reason it was not considered taboo to grab a colleague's beverage and take a drink from it. I found this very irritating which, I think, is quite reasonable. One day I decided to start bringing chocolate rice and/or soy milk to work with me. That solved it.

Also, the guy with the Panther tattoo came back. The sheer violence with which he stomped that dandelion to death was astounding. Nearly forces me to stutter.

Maybe he was assing out a cigarette and the dandelion just got in the way. Either way it was astounding.

There is a forest behind the screen in the background. I thought I should mention this as a way of keeping myself on-theme.

Why I like skids. And how does this relate to greenery?

I recently read a post in a blog that I am following involving a personal anecdote which was used to illustrate the author's point about a topic/issue. Also recently, I related a personal anecdote to someone online to illustrate a topic/issue. Today I will relate that anecdote again, here. It isn't nearly related to the photograph except that the time period of the anecdotal story and when the photograph was taken are near to one another and/or overlap. Here is the anecdote in the exact form that I related it previously... I like to call it, "Why I like skids."

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I love skids, stacks of skids, pictures of skids, broken skids and leaning skids.

I once knew a guy who built them for a living. Got paid a dollar a piece. Dude started taking body building supplements and got himself up to $72 per hour. That was pretty impressive. It drove him completely insane, and I had to disassociate myself from him. He wasn't that nice to begin with, so I wasn't very aggrieved that I had to stop hanging out with him. Now every time I see a skid it reminds me of that guy.

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The photograph itself relates to greenery, not skids. It's nearly entirely blue, not green. And, as discussed previously, blue is not one of the colours that greenery escapes to later in life. But, like many things, green is incredibly affected by light and reflection. Greenery can be blue, too.

Bluery.