Wordsmoker

The sun is shining here and I’m about to sit in my garden looking at my lawn edging. After 30 minutes I’ll get bored then do something. The tennis is on the TV – Steffi Graf and Andre Agassi are playing doubles and holding hands. The sound of the commentary carries me back years, when there was no internet available and gathering around a discarded fridge on a patch of spare ground was the closest we got to social networking.

Before the internet, toasters were the must-have gadget and banks had money. Anti-gravity propelled “jet packs” were further away than they are today. Star Wars was unsullied. Songs had lyrics about things, instead of lists about gold-plated whale penises adorning the walls of your “crib” while you “banged” a “ho” on your platinum and diamond encrusted bed under sheets made from your own silkworm factory in South America. Before the internet, no-one really had a “scent” to sell – we all smelled of freshly-turned earth after heavy rain and mild panic.

I am getting old. To combat the ageing progress, I share with you something you’d never have seen before the internet when we were all great and never alone. It’s pictures of animals with casts on. Does it give me hope for the human race? That someone out there began a collection of Animals With Casts? Spent their time doing this? Something, that seen from a distance, doesn’t really appear to have much value, beyond the “awwwww” factor.

Visit fuckyeahanimalswithcasts.tumblr.com because I know you must.

Some lolcasts below.

Yay for the internet.