– Her disbelief was palpable. Having just arrived at Chapman’s Peak view point, overlooking the vast ocean, her four year old eyes and mind were clearly and completely dumbfounded.
Me too, I thought, as the lift stopped on the sixth floor. Time to get going.
– I could hear the excited giggle of his child as he snuggled him up in a towel.
I couldn’t actually see them because they’re my nextdoor neighbours and I was just lying in bed. My headboard is conveniently placed right next to where their bathroom must be. So I hear some slightly less exciting things on other days.
*Disclaimer: This is not a stompie. I am actually saying hello to everyone as an instruction to read this notification-natured post.
You may have noticed I’ve been a bit quiet of late. That’s because work is now a reality and none of us are super heroes (unfortunately).
Nonetheless, I have no intentions of disappearing (although that would be a great super-power). My stompie-picking habits are ripe as ever and I feel it would be a disservice to discontinue something that I (and apparently a lot of you) have enjoyed so much.
I just want to inform you that posts from now on will be a lot shorter and stompie-focused. This is not because I don’t have anything more to say – I generally always do. It is partially because I no longer need to show Ogilvy & Mather who I am (I hope) and partially because most people won’t have even read this far in the blog post. We’re all busy people and so I don’t blame them/you, I would just like to make my contribution to the Interweb more easily digestible and interesting to the world at large.
Perhaps, every now and again, I’ll surprise you with more of the story.
Oh, and also…a picture that sums up my above thinking/current goal in life and will appeal to those who haven’t read this, but like pictures:
– the tall guy chanted as we cowered in his shadow.
– initially it was the American-ness of the word that drew my attention, but when I saw the man, he was very much non-American.
– from the rest of the conversation I picked up that she was in fact a copywriter and therefore justified in being judgmental.
There’s no way of stopping “Dumb Ways to Die” from getting into your head and keeping itself there for the day – as evidenced by this stompie picked up by my friend, Matt Morley, on a train trip in the UK. Also evidence of the ad wonderfully meeting its purpose – to reach and teach children about railway safety.
Thanks for not being ashamed of your creepy-stalker habits and sharing this with me, Matt.
If you have any stompies you’d like to share, feel free to tweet them @pickupstompies.
– Albert Einstein. Continue reading →