Showing posts with label Bresticles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bresticles. Show all posts

Saturday, 17 January 2009

The Future Mrs. Salem

It's not official or anything but...

-Salem
She will be mine. Oh yes, she will be mine.

Thursday, 14 June 2007

One more for the road...

"That was a great take Kiera, but I'd like to get just one or two more of you dripping wet in your underware, Ok?"

-Salem
Just like Kurisowa I make mad films, 'k I don't make films, but if I did they'd have a samurai!

Always outnumbered, never outgunned!

Well, we have a new guy starting today. He's Civil. I don't mean civil 'he's quite polite', I mean civil 'he's one of them'. I'm a structural drafter and in my office, that makes me a minority. There's one structural engineer/drafter and me. That's it. The other 10 or so drafters are civil. I suppose I could add the civil engineers to that, but I don't need that.

In time, I hope to elevate my singularity to a more lofty perch. I know that there's another structural guy, but he's first and foremost an engineer. What I'm hoping is that by being the only dedicated structural drafter, I will be able to pick and choose what goes on around me much like the old kings of France. I figure my blood line is pretty close so why the hell not?

Since I know that this is only for my amusement and doesn't mean much to anyone else, I've decided to sweeten the deal for you. Here's some Jessica Alba.


-Salem
Enjoy!