Of Funky Licence Plates

Have you noticed Motorcycles have the funkiest or the randomest things written on their licence plates. I mean, fine they might not me the "Don't Jallus" or "Follow Me Not" of the motorized world but still

One think I have noticed is that we cannot have enough press in one area. Every 4th bike you see has "PRESS" instead of a numberplate.

While I was coming home from an awesome day spent with friends, the following thing inspired me to write a post on numberplates.

THIS IS LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT!

(Shani, if you plan on buying a bike this better be the one you get)

Of False Botanical Hopes

Post before last, I was ranting about paper and flowers, well... here's the end product.

I first started with a red version, three flowers, with a washi paper vase. Washi paper is a very fibrous paper with coloured strands often mixed in to the pulp. Yes, it's expensive.

So anyways, After the initial red one, I tried to fix the flaws and make another one. The second one was much better, as you can see in the picture.

I made a blue one with the same specifications in mind. Personally, the red one looks better, or maybe it's because the read paper was much more easy to handle. While taking a picture of the blue one I realised my camera had a manual focus option. Hence the blue one looks alot more crisper.

Because Karachi is a dust city, not to mention these things are fragile, I thought of making a protective case for it.

Voila. Finished Product.

I wonder if I should commercially sell them.

Of Butt-Head Advertising

Really now. There are people who like to maintain their blogs as personal pages. They would rather not have it advertised all over the world.

If you stumbles across their blog well and good. If you leave a comment even better. But no one asked you to advertise it! No one asked you to print fliers and distribute it to the entire world and have useless people empathizing with you, you idiot!

Sadly, there are idiots out here who put up a Blog List / Blogroll of all the blogs they "read"

The thing is, that they just want to seem like they are into blogging and reading all sorts of blogs, having a ton of "blog-buddies"

Of Annoying Things in the Middle of the Night - 1

I just added the 1 in the post header because I have this feeling that I'll be ranting about more annoyances in the near future.

So for the first thing.

Paper. I'm sure everyone who's not living in Karachi (as I don't know about other cities) won't be able to related to it, but what the hell.

See, being an Origami enthusiast, I love coloured paper. I mean, I adore it. If i go into a bookstore and see a colour I don't have or I am running out I'll buy it on the spot. Heck I even once went to Macro just to buy black paper. Black paper is so hard to find in the market, one that hasn't been painted by some idiot that whenever you handle it your hands end up all black and sooty. Not to mention the look on the vendors faces when you ask them for black paper. Most of the time its a "Why would you need BLACK paper?" And these hypocrites are okay with keeping gray paper and ultra dark blue paper. Fine, technically speaking, you cannot print anything on black paper, and apart from gold silver and glitter, nothing is visible on it. But still, I am telling you, we need decent black paper (and don't give me the look that says I'm frigging insane... try finding the appeal in an orange raven or a purple black-widow spider... yeah! I need black for some stuff)

And, I am guessing the paper industry is totally biased towards white paper. The other colours suffer. Either they are coloured by an idiot using crayons, or they are cut into misshapen A4 rectangles with one or more sides slanting, or when I'm lucky, BOTH!

I mean, Retarded much? I had to invest in a giant and equally fragile setsquare just to trim the edges right.

WHAT IS WITH THE COLOUR BIASNESS OF THE PAPER INDUSTRY??

I mean, go pick up a packet of white A4 and you'll have all these words thrown at you like: "precision cut", "enhanced thickness", "improved smoothness" etc. Whereas a total dumbass is in charge of colour paper.

Here's how I imagine coloured paper is made: a bunch of kids are locked in a room with paint and crayons. These kids have been specially scouted from schools all over the nation. These are the kids who use ONE COLOUR to fill in a colouring page, or colour the car, dad, sun and tree all purple. Then once they've finished slathering the paint or crayon on the paper, they put it on a conveyor belt, which goes through a hole in the wall. On the other side is a redneck equivalent sitting in a room with the conveyor belt passing in front of him and he's got this butcher's knife and he's been instructed to swing the knife down when the light in front of him blinks. Now we all know that a normal person's reaction time is not perfect. So naturally the knife wouldn't always land straight or on time for that matter. Hence, we have crooked paper. There, that's how paper's made.

Anyways I had to make this flowers set piece for a friend and it took me 15 minutes (and three pages) just forming a perfect square. I'll put up the picture soon (once I finish making it)

Oh and if you've been following this blog, I lost my cutting mat. *cries*

Of Over Protective Parents and Their Hydrophobic Kids

Ladies and Gents. The Suzuki Cultus you see is a very special one.

Everyday, without fail, they are going to be in the parking lot well before the teachers come and will stay till 8 (that is when the gates close and school starts)

Both parents with their two children come. The dad waits outside in the car, while the mum goes to drop her kids inside. One's in O-Levels and the other one, I had the supposed privilege to teach.

What loving parents no? Yep. That, and the fact that the younger kid has serious issues with water. He stinks like anything! Ewww.

And That's all I had to say in this post. Cheers.