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Well its 5am Christmas morning in Sydney and I cannot sleep, haven't been to bed yet so i have been doodling and did a Christmas card. You could say there is some red & white in it....anyways Merry Christmas & a Happy New Year to all fellow Flickrites and friends & families. Drink and be merry :)

 

...oh and thanks for all the encouraging comments.

Large is best: farm4.static.flickr.com/3099/3133809710_be8c9a8e9c_o.jpg

 

Message in a bottle~笹川流れ

Boss Message. Detailed Business Cartoon Series. Feel free to browse other works :)

Londonist 10th birthday party at the Bishopsgate Institute. London. Tuesday 14 October 2014

Who sent this message via the Metro newspaper?!? Just awesome!

For the first time since I was a little girl I have made a snowman! He's short... but very cute! I named him Bailey because his bow tie came from the top of a bottle of Baileys we have bought for Christmas!

 

I made him so that my usual filmed message to my family in Australia could be made of me next to a snowman instead of a Christmas tree for a change. I have to thank David for taking this...and for help with my snowman (he raked all the snow into a heap so that I could sit on my little stool and make him! I must say that I wasn't dressed like this when I did it, I was rugged up in several layers and wearing 2 pairs of gloves...this was the next day when we were making the Christmas film.

 

Anyway, I hope you all have an enjoyable Christmas and stay safe in the icy conditions. Except Aussie Christine and Celia...in your case don't get sunburnt!!!!!

The text so it can be translated:

Due to time constraints it will be faster for me to upload photos without my copyright. Because of this all my new photos will be Friends & Family only. My public photos will remain public.

 

Please add me as a contact AND send me a message so I know who you are.

Illustration by David Scurr

Soul Message

 

It was a regular morning, nothing new to report

on the day that I met my sinister cohort.

He appeared as a vision and slid by my computer;

you couldn't imagine a more delectable suitor.

 

He said he could make me more popular than god,

deliver tons of friends, hey, that was his job.

He'd stay with me, he was there to consult.

I said, "I hate to be rude, but it sounds like a cult".

 

He told me my quest and the name of the game,

he said that "messaging" would render me fame.

It wouldn't cost a thing, not even a dime,

all he needed at first, was a fraction of time. ;^}

 

"Oh really" I said, "How much time do you need?"

"The first installment he said, "was my first daily feed."

"My breakfast" I gasped, "that important first meal?"

Oh who cares, what the heck, I said "It's a deal!"

 

Hey, it was great, my popularity did abound.

I had gained lots of friends, and lost a few pounds.

But my companion grew hungry, he needed more.

He requested more time to settle the score.

 

I relinquished my job, my parents, my phone,

my baths, my hygiene, I would not be alone!

My messaging friends, they had to thrive.

They numbered one thousand, one hundred and five!

 

My personal time grew shorter and shorter,

my health was fading, my life had no order.

My eyes were bugged out, I never could sleep...

I couldn't get out, I had sunk way too deep.

 

The stakes now were doubled, and I had to lie.

I revealed in a post to one eager young guy,

I resembled Cindy Crawford, yeah, that was the truth!

I then turned to the side, and spat out a tooth!

 

This resembled the game in the garden of Eden,

I could not endure, I pleaded for freedom.

I turned from a woman to a dos shell of myself.

I turned towards my Adonis, he turned into an elf.

 

Oh, the elf wore a sneer, the most wicked of grins.

He spat at my face screaming "excess is a sin!"

He tossed me a blindfold and a last cigarette

saying "So tell me STUPID, did ya get the MESSAGE YET?

 

............Quasimodem

Rather a nice way to present quick little messages to each other.

Look closely for advertisments for lubricants and holiday companies.

Can you be angry getting this error message?

from the wedding... loved them!

Shot with my Hipstamatic for iPhone

Lens: John S

Film: Float

Flash: Off

One of the messages displayed in Cornerhouse. To send a message to Cornerhouse Scribbler visit cornerhousescribbler.co.uk

"The role of the artist is to create an Anti-environment as a means of perception and adjustment. Without an anti-environment, all environments are invisible" - Marshall McLuhan

40x50cm. Oil&Acrylic on canvas.

 

(written: _the lettre-is from solomon,and its: İn the name of the God,the compassionate and the merciful.)

Dogs life in Pattaya Thailand. Falang ( foreigner) having a casual message on Pattaya Beach road.

yup, thats actually the story of Christmas on the wall

Happy Chocolate Day 2016 .I know you all are eagerly waiting for happy chocolate day ,so that you can wish your loves ones,bf,gf with a chocolate day greeting or with a chocolate. Chocolate day is 3rd day of Valentine week. Happy Chocolate Day 2016 is celebrated on 9 February. And this day ...

 

www.valentineday2016wishes.com/uncategorized/happy-chocol...

I got the gas bill. I tore it up.

I got the Visa bill. I tore it up.

I got the cable bill. I shredded it.

I got the bill for the car. I set it on fire.

Electricity, insurance, cell, they got fed

to the disposal. I got a note from my sister

wanting to know when I’m going to return

her tennis racket. I stuffed it into an old T-shirt

and put it out with the trash. I got an email

offering an opportunity in ten easy payments

to have my body transformed into a major

pleasure park for any women I meet. I printed

it off and put it into a book they gave me at work

for my birthday on ways to improve your sex life

then took the book outside and placed it under

a tire and drove my car back and forth over it.

I received three telephone messages from my alumni

association, two messages offering better lawn care

from a man I once worked for who had borrowed

my Swiss Army Knife then claimed to have lost it

when I asked for it back. There was a message

from a man who thought I was Burt and wanted

me to call him about the deal we’d discussed. I

unplugged my answering machine and put it into the hall closet

where I put all the electronic junk I think I still might

need some day. I got into my car a drove to the mall

and ate a burger and some fries. I watched a woman

yank a child out of a store, the child’s feet not touching

the floor for many seconds. I went home, where waiting

for me was a package containing a book I’d ordered

on living a more frugal and happy life. I turned

on the TV and tried to decide what to do with that book.

I thought of Europe, Japan, and China as possible destinations.

 

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