Summer Vibes And The Surfin’ Is Easy

As yesterday was the solstice, I was feeling these Southern Californian summer surf-scene vibes from ‘64.

Love the old cars. Are those surfers still out there?

Feathered Frenzy

I know, I know, I shouldn’t laugh, but I can’t help it.

A casual glance at my Stats page earlier gave the usual breakdown of data and figures. What is gaining hits, what is dying a slow death.Targets to be broken, self-esteem to shatter. You know the stuff. Nothing unusual, but then I looked at ‘Search Engine Terms’.

Normally there are just two or three words entered, such as native american, or old photographs that have obviously led the searcher to my appropriate posts. But today I saw the following:

Jackdaws are biting my car to pieces.

It tickled me as soon as I read it. I was struck by an image of a frantic, beleaguered man searching desperately online for an answer to the frenzied stripping of his pride and joy and getting lost in a maze of Neolithic art, balloons, and dog eating weirdos, crying out “what is this shit?” as the dark plague can be seen falling on his Audi TT through the window behind him.

I hope he fell back on the idea of a garage rather than a shotgun. But either way, my traffic has improved.