N-n-nineteen… Not out

Just a quick post. Nothing amazing, just to say today is the nineteenth anniversary of me starting this crap. Eeee. 19 years. Just think, pretty much every cat and dog that was alive when I started this, will now be dead. Google was barely a thing. YouTube was a mere glint, Facebook and twitter weren’t even dirty stains on the duvet. I also had all of my toes, and an unwaving sense of positivity.

So, here’s to another 19 years. Wonder if I’ll be doing this in another 19 years? Yeah, erm. Probably not.

Cheers!

Ugh. Thank you, Europe.

Oh, look! I have one of those cookie bar things! You know the things that, by law, bug you on every website you visit? Yeah, I’ve got one too. Sorry.

One thing though, is that on a PC screen, it’s not too distracting. It’s a little bit more obnoxious if you view it on your phone. I just hope it doesn’t drive away both of my readers. And, if you post a comment, it mentions something about a third party (Akismet) checking your post for spam. It saves me a job, and it’s just shy of deleting 100,000 spam comments on the site in the 15 or so years I’ve been using it.

I hope it doesn’t spoil your enjoyment of reading the no posts I’ve posted recently.

Percy’s Pointless Pictures

Ahhh. The gallery. It’s been around for several years, and every so often, I’ll upload some photos to it, and I’ll place a link on facebook or something, and then it gets forgotten about, and even I don’t pay as much attention as I should do.

Mainly because I couldn’t think of a catchy name. “The gallery of Mercuryvapour”. What does that tell you? Bugger all. It certainly doesn’t tell you an ything.

Whilst on a trip two weeks ago to Oulton Park (see, there’s the first link to it!) I was taking random photos out of the car window, and Jamie S came out with the phrase “Percy’s Pointless Pictures”. I laughed out loud. It was perfect. And that’s what I’ve decided to call the gallery.

Here’s a trip I took to Whitby.

And what about the recent Kielder Trip?” I’m still recovering from this.

The map on the top of each page is interactive, so if you want to see exactly where a photo is taken it will show you. For those who I attend walks / days out with, this is the reason I will occasionally stop and wait for the GPS to connect, otherwise it doesn’t record correctly, and it puts the location in the middle of the sea somewhere (a GPS location of 99.99999 by 999.99999).

Feel free to have a click around. Oh yes, ignore those Steam screenshots. I’ll probably be getting rid of those when I start to run out of server space.

It’s that time of year, now that spring is in the air…

Ah yes. Spring is in the air. You can tell that because the weather forecast has just put out a weather warning for bloody snow. Well, not snow with blood in, because that would be awful, but you know what I mean. March is always an interesting time of year, because it’s the time where I say I’m going to start doing something producting, but then stay inside every single nmight and laugh inanely, as it appears that Euro Truck Simulator has given me a huge dildo to deliver.

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Hur hur hur.

Yeah, so. Been quiet again around these pparts. I’ve yet to test out my mobile blogging device. If you missed the two test posts I made, then oh, boy, you missed a treat!

What I’ve mostly been doing is behind the scenes stuff. I’m in the process of uploading all of the old photos from flickr onto here. I was half-way through writing a long, drawn-out process about why they were hosted on flickr in the first place, but not even I want to read that bollocks. Let’s just say WordPress is much better than it used to be.

I have an interesting few days up ahead.

Firing blanks

And so, 2016 on here didn’t go exactly as planned. I tend to do an annual post bang on the stroke of midnight, so I can pretend I’m sat at my computer hovering over the “publish” button just as New Year kicks in. Except nooo, this year, my usually trusty script decided it wasn’t going to work properly, and left the post in “draft” status

Anyway, I’m sure you’re all too hungover to even care about that. Go and have some turkey. Or something.

Satan Claus is coming to town!

Ah yes, it’s once again the time of year where festive cheer is spread thinly, like Lurpak across a crumbling cream cracker. Id like to wish my 0 readers (after all, I’ve hardly been a regular poster on here, have I?) a merry Christmas.

I’d also wish you a happy new year, but I’ve already set one of those auto-posts to go off at exactly midnight.

I’ll be back with more rubbish soon.

15 years… OK, so 4 of them have been on a life support machine….

I doubt anyone will ever see this. I’m not going to promote it, but November 4th signals the exact date I discovered blogging. I can’t believe it’s been a thing for so long. Obviously, in recent years, I’ve not given it the attention it so desitres, but while there’s an installation of WordPress on here, there’ll be a blog, even if I don’t actually put anything on it.

So here’s to you, previous “Scribbler’s Laid a Big Juicy Log”. Here’s to 15 years of existing! Let’s hope your acne isn’t as bad as mine was