the FRED BLOGGS blog
...sharing a random thought daily since 2007!
An asterisk is like a little footnote that demands attention, reminding everyone that there’s more to the story than what’s on the surface. If you think you can gloss over the details, think again; the asterisk is here to make sure you don’t miss a thing.
Criticism can sting, but I’ve learned to embrace it as an opportunity for growth and reflection on my journey.
Finding the right accommodation is like discovering a hidden gem; it transforms a simple trip into a cherished memory.
Loading up my car feels like preparing for a grand feast, where every snack and silly gadget is a vital ingredient in my recipe for adventure.
Chicken sizzlin' in the pan makes my heart race faster than a rock 'n' roll beat.
The sycamore stands tall and resilient, a testament to the strength and endurance I’ve always admired in the face of adversity.
Scheduling is the backbone of order and efficiency, ensuring that every case receives the attention it deserves.
Did some lyrics today for a song the his album of "thrash metal on the triangle". Recording is still provisionally June but might have to delay due to lack of triangle.
Shorts, in their casual elegance, afford me a sense of liberation during the sweltering summer months. There is a certain comfort in their simplicity, allowing one to embrace the season without the constraints of more formal attire.
There's nothing quite like the thrill of gathering around the console, where every game becomes a new adventure and every victory feels like a celebration.
Dipping into the swirling colors of my imagination, the bathtub transforms into a canvas where the mundane meets the extraordinary.
RIP Walter Frederick Morrison aged 90. Sure, none of us knew his name before, but he influenced all of our lives when he invented the Frisbee!
The crow, with its glossy black feathers and sharp, beady eyes, often feels like a misunderstood philosopher perched on the edge of the mundane, ready to share secrets of the skies.
Music has a way of weaving itself into the very fabric of our lives, and the organ has always held a special place in my heart. The rich, resonant tones can transform any room into a sanctuary of sound, evoking emotions that words alone cannot capture. There's something magical about the way an organ can bring people together, creating a shared experience that lingers long after the last note fades away.
Width is the stage where the heart dances freely, embracing every inch of possibility and expression.
The sheer size of a hippopotamus always takes my breath away, like a living, breathing piece of art that defies nature's boundaries. Watching them glide through the water, I can’t help but feel a strange kinship with these majestic creatures, both of us thriving in our own wild worlds.
Engineering feels like a dance between creativity and logic, where each design is a story waiting to unfold. The thrill of transforming ideas into tangible solutions ignites a passion that fuels my every project.
Savings are the quiet, steadfast companions of my ambitions, always there to catch me when the unexpected tries to knock me off my feet.
The puggle, a delightful blend of beagle and pug, embodies the curious charm of hybrid vigor, much like the unexpected results of my early experiments in particle physics.
Standing before the gate, I felt the weight of possibility pressing against my chest, an invitation to the unknown that beckoned with both promise and trepidation.
FAO anyone in Dorset: I was down at Castlepoint yesterday afternoon, and in Sainsburys I heard a bloke say to his other half "lets drive over to Asda, I cant be bothered to walk". Now aside from the fact they're only a couple of hundred yards apart, who on earth thinks they can be lucky enough to find a second free parking space at castlepoint on a saturday?!
Abandoned Twinings this time and got some Whittard of Chelsea tea instead. Anyone for a cup of english breakfast?
Cheek, in its boldness, often reveals the audacity of the human spirit, challenging the very boundaries of decorum and expectation.
Navigating the world with a disability has taught me resilience in the face of adversity. Each challenge presents an opportunity to redefine what strength truly means.
Shearling's got that cozy vibe that wraps me up like a warm embrace, ready to take on the world with style and swagger.
Caught in the delicate web of desire, I found myself torn between the thrill of forbidden moments and the haunting shadows of my conscience.
The swamp has a unique beauty that often goes unnoticed, much like the subtle nuances of a great baseball game. Walking through the dense foliage, I can’t help but appreciate the resilience of the ecosystem, reminding me of the perseverance needed in sports and life. There’s something humbling about being surrounded by nature, where every sound and movement tells a story of survival and harmony.
Just tried some of that garden-clearing malarky. Broke a spade, fell on my arse, got back ache, and still didn't completely defeat the poxy plant I set out to attack.
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