Not Safe for Work

I find myself here again. Over a month since my last blog entry and I am apologising for being undisciplined when it comes to writing my thoughts down. Well no more! Well probably.

What to start with, well Heroes has finished, I have just watched the return of Lost, work is busy and ISO-tastic, Wifey will probably be facing a murder charge by the end of the school year and people still amaze me.

Blakey at work has put me on to Cam 4. Oooohhhhh what is Cam 4 I hear you ask? Well it is a website were like minded people can film themselves or watch people filming themselves doing rude things. No not letting old people stand on a crowded bus and not saying please and thank you; but people having sex, wanking themselves off with kitchen utensils and the such like. Now I have gotten used to hearing about and seeing many depravities I didn't even knew existed a couple of years ago, but still the things that amaze me are the little and surprising little instances.

Picture the scene if you would. You are watching a semi-clad woman on screen doing some activity best kept private to herself and the text going along the screen of sad lonely people typing the usual instructions of what they want her to do/things they want to see and all of a sudden up pops a very strange request. No, not the one with the spatula but a one-handed typist asked her to turn the music she had on, off! What? Was it some music he wasn't too keen on? Was it putting him off? Was it drowning out the fake groans? God knows, but it's good to be back.