The Merriam-Webster dictionary defines fragment as - a broken part or piece of something or an incomplete part. So this should be easy, for that sure describes my thoughts here of late. Yet, here I sit staring at a white screen.
I could tell you about . . .
~ How much I dislike it when people follow a request with the phrase "please and thank you". Personally I think it is the exact opposite of polite, what do you think?
~ My cameras probably think I no longer love them, for all the use they have been getting here of late. In the last week they have only been in use for one portrait session and one outing for a bit of street photography.
~ On the bright side; Mrs. G did great with the nail art design I asked her to do for me.
I know I am a bit eccentric... but hey Mr. Bill is placed so strategically it is easy to let people know what he and I think of them... Not to give the impression that I go around flying the bird all the time, but hey once in a while it comes in handy.
Like when the idiot drove on the wrong side of the road nearly hitting me head on, then started yelling at me like I was in the wrong.
~ Come to think of it, this week I was nearly hit three times by poor drivers and was hit once by some crazy kid on a bicycle.... hmmm ... maybe having Mr. Bill (the king of accidents) on my fingers has jinxed me.
There you have it folks ... the most coherent fragments tumbling around my rather busy brain.
If you have bits and pieces rolling around in your head just hop over and share them with Mrs. 4444's Friday Fragments.
