ReadyMade: Feature – Sprout a Couch
Genius!
I’m not quite sure if this counts as abandoned, a lot of the scrapyards (breakers / junk yards) near me have had to close (environmental legistlation regarding oil pollution… (mutters darkly about politics)) but this isn’t actually one of them. This is one that appears to have grown as a result of the others closing, but it means that running near the back of the yard is the pile-of-dead-car parts that used to signify the end of the scrapyard.
This probably 5 foot high bank of junk has slowly gathered the dirt and muck from the rest of the yard as new cars have been piled precariously on top. And the bank itself is being taken over by vegitation. I took a couple of shots (I only took my digi-cam to take some video of me getting the parts for my car) of the bank, but this one’s come out the best….

So,
for the past few weeks I’ve been logging on, generally, to 200 or so ‘spam’ comments. If I had need of generic viagra, online gambling or a handy range of other particularly convenient to access normal, or on occasion kiddie porn, then I might have had need of the comments. But I don’t.
So I would, each day, delete all the comments assuming (hopefully correctly) that there weren’t any real comments hidden in the mass of spam, and mutter darkly. Well, unfortunately, because mine’s a ‘tweaked’ version of WordPress I couldnae just put in one of the standard spam stopping image generation things. But with a teensy weensy bit of work, I’ve managed to get one installed.
So take that spamming scum. Take that and fuck off back under your nasty little rock.
In other news, I think I need to take today off. Although I’m a hell of a lot less unwell than I was yesterday, I still feel like shite. Now, though I’m quite definately well enough to work, I’m attuned to my body well enough that I know that if I went to work I’d promptly become unwell, proper unwell, tomorrow and be off for days. Which’d be bad, m’kay.