The Evolution of Baking

But as i don't have a my own television and so have to plug my atiquated games console into my brothers, who hibernates like some form or tundra dwelling organism, thus limiting the time i can spend wasting enriching my life through the joys of gaming, I have had to diversify in my recreational activities, yes the pub has been one such thing, but as my accomplice has since had a run in with a frozen puddle and has subsequently damaged his elbow   , which has been set in such a way in which reduces his ability to sleep (although now he has a green arm) i have had to search for another outlet.
And so i bake, I bake obscene amounts of biscuits, after a much needed trip to the local specialist kitchen shop, I had all I needed...

A dinosaur cookie cutter!
and so the much awaited veloceraptor biscuits were born...

the first batch i made... well i went a bit mental with the icing, but hey thats what us artist's call experimentation and i was having a metaphorical whale of a time!

but my next batch, i went for the minimalist approach, eyes are all they needed, well that and claws, with this arsenal of bakery induced evolution, these corony inducing treats would be ready to take on the all manner of prey, eventually taking their rightful place at the top of the food chain ...
and so they were born..

 Yeah they may look cute, but they can rip apart a bourbon  in 20 seconds, I've revolutionised the cookie hierarchy, teatime will NEVER be the same again !

Dinosaurs!

So this week i went to Annas, and revelled in the joy that is a partnership, i'm not one for public affection, but we had a snazztastic time :D
on our travels around the ever so popular tourist destination that is Maidstone, a place renound for for its classy inhabitants, beautiful architecture and pristine river water... well maybe not, but I digress. SO in TKmax we hunted for some suitable winter attire, however after feeling swamped with unsuitable clothing for nearly an hour, i tugged on the rope tied to my waist 3 times and was returned to the the surface.
And then i saw it, its surface distorting the surrounding space, glinting, as if flaunting its brilliance, dancing its seductive dance...

Yes its crude as hell, but it's DINOSAURS FOR GOD'S SAKE!!!!!1!!!!!oneone!!!1eleven, admittedly it drawn in a style similar to medieval bibles and for 30 quid I'm sure i could get a decent scientific etching for that, but still it filled the world, for a second with glee of that found only within 5 year old's.

Obviously I am easily entertained and a randomly, well placed dinosaur related object is all needed to make my day, so here i am cheerfully beaming in the fact i have seen this monstrosity of an art piece (i love the grumpy triceratops in the centre of the painting XD ) and i go nect door to hobby craft where i manage to pick up this little fella for a few (3) quid...

A VELOCERAPTOR!?!?!! probably the most badass of all dinosaurs portrayed by film? yes please!
so i pick up this cheeky little gift to myself to entertain me for an hour or so whilst the bird is doing boring degree related follies...
After 15 minuites of quizzical brow scratching, eye strain and a spattering of dinosaur noises i begin to realise that this 'little model' isn't going to be so little after all...its FUCKING EPIC! its man sized!

That my friend's is the BARGAIN of the century!

YEAH ROY!:D :D