I’ve been out of the house for about 16 hours today, so I haven’t really had time to point my camera at anything. Playing with Amelie and watching her and Eva interact, she’s getting so big. Looking at when we first got her, she’s huge! She has a great personality, too.
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When they get going, they playfight like crazy. This was just after midnight whilst I was trying to read. A little game of cat ‘n’ rabbit mediated by Darth Vader. This is kinda how it goes down - sometimes Amelie has the upper hand, sometimes Eva does:
Sleep-strikes are pretty unfair, though. Eva tends to play dirty.
Found a Facebook group called “Cats who are slappers” - Amelie is more of a high class hooker with this attempt at a sultry look. Bless.
Amelie has settled in really well, and she’s being so much better with Eva recently. I’m really not looking forward to leaving them, but they’re in good hands with Andy. I’ll have to make sure I’ve got loads of photos of them on my phone to look at whilst we’re galavanting around vegetarian restaurants, and getting holes poked in ourselves!
Realistically it’s not often that, being a fully-fledged adult with responsibilities and bills to pay and whatnot, that you actually get a whole day to yourself. In fact, it never happens. There’s always cleaning to do, or people coming round to take away your old furniture, or something that stops you doing whatever the hell you want. Every day. That’s why today, I wanted to take some time out to do the stuff that I want to do (after I’d done the cleaning, and a guy came round to take away an old wardrobe - coincidence?). I wanted to:
So, after the cleaning and the wardrobe guy, It was computer time. The cat, sadly, had different plans. She loves my laptop - it’s so comfortable, and if she sits on it just right, it makes an awesome sound constantly. If you watch Futurama closely, you know the sound that my laptop makes. Ami loves this noise. So first I had to move the cat.
Once I managed to stop feeling bad about moving her, the music was done and we went for our walk. On Commercial Road, they’ve been redoing a guitar shop. It’s now done and it looks badass. It totally stands out against all the other shops on the whole block. Kudos to those guys for doing something different.
Round the corner of the concrete jungle, we spotted this awesome apartment that has bright pink flowers framing their balcony and is the only one on the entire block. Stands out like a sexy thumb.
Onto type. There’s no reason for this, other than the fact that I know some good compositions can emanate from great fonts, and the ones that don’t breed decent compositions are just nice typefaces. You’ll easily be able to spot the ones I could see something good in! Others are just font.photo.leave!
This was hilarious. I love this simple sans font, I have no idea what it is but it’s tall and narrow like Helvetica. A bored waiter obviously saw me admiring their sign and enquired as to the reason for my photos. He wondered whether they were for personal use. Luckily for both of us, these aren’t going towards my freelance work as a professional sign photographer. Ass.
This is right next to it. Stuff like this is just so unnecessary! Such a contrast to the last one, which is just like a simple print job, some poor person has laboured over this and I really appreciate it. In a totally understated place, and serving a seemingly minimal function. A little diamond in the rough (Aladdin. Awesome).
This building was pretty much my reason for even starting this. I can’t really explain why, but I love this building and I love their sign.
Tucked away on a side-street, this empty building bears a classic-looking, thin, simple serif font that doesn’t really fit where it is. If you spin round 90˚ there’s a huge, ugly, 60s block of flats.
And finally, I am always drawn to this worn 14, just down the road from our flat.
It’s occurred to me that this is essentially a 60/40 split between examples of type and examples of type as a focal point for a photograph. So sue me!
Eva seems to be grieving. She’s not eating a lot, not drinking a lot, being mopey and just generally making us quite sad. Her and Amelie seem to be getting on really well, though. Playing loads, leaving each other alone when they need to, chilling out together. It’s quite lovely to see them looking after each other.
I still don’t think I’ll get used to Teagan not being around. It’s so horrible to come through the door and only see one of them sitting there.
Turns out, you can make a kitten spin using a laser pen. This is regularly very funny, and I feel it may be the turning point of my evening for the next few years!
On an unrelated note, I got an email from Portsmouth Developer and blogger, David Otton yesterday. He’s trying to kick start a South Coast developer blogging network, so if you fit that remit, get in touch with him and make we can get some sort of directory and syndication of all our nonsensical geekery going.
Amelie at the bottom of some stairs just before bed. She’s ok with going to bed, right up until the point that everyone else wants to go. Evil.
This poor thing is the subject of Amelie’s hunting practice at the moment. He’s a persistent little thing, but I don’t think she likes the idea of losing to him. She can regularly be found throwing him around the flat.
She’s slowly learning not to pick on the rabbits, but here she is staking out their cage!
