Some lovely examples of the genre

You might have thought that 2019 was the Year of the RBOSS, and you would have been right. But just because 2019 went and ended all unexpectedly and stuff, it doesn’t mean that the genre has to end with it. Thankfully(?), there have already been some wonderful images shared on the Facebook group which originally gave us the RBOSS.

Like this puppy from one of the Masters:

Utterly spectacular. The saturation dial really turned up to 11 there. The sky literally exploding with over-excited pixels, displaying colours and hues that were actually never there.

And then there was this:

Subject matter 1/10, RBOSS level 10/10.

As Dale Carnegie famously suggested:

If life gives you lemons, make lemonade!

The amataur photographer version being:

If a sunset doesn’t give you colours, utterly destroy any semblance of reality by dragging the filter sliders all the way to the right. Twice.

And then do it again. Twice.

As one commentator wryly pointed out:

What a terrible way to find out that Iran has pushed the button.

We’re not even halfway through the first month of 2020 and already new boundaries are being explored in the world of RBOSS. Stick your shades on and join me in the quest to find the new King or Queen of over-saturation.

You have nothing to lose except your vision.

Oh look out

I’m mostly going racehorsing today, so here’s one from earlier. And it’s a proper ATTENTION! PASSOP! ACHTUNG BABY! of a warning.

Oh noes! Please save us all!

Presumably, this threatened intervention requires the both of the remaining members of the Zimbabwean Armed Forces to source enough petrol to get them to Harare Airport.

But if they manage that – and manage to work out where Iran is – then look out, Donald!

This amused me

Something quick after a decent meal at the Chapman’s Peak Hotel.

This’ll do:

Very good. Well done.

I’m pretty sure that I could come up with something along these sort of lines, but just not after a lot of calamari and white wine.

The record has gone

Terrible news. Awful. Tragic.

My several (or more) years long record of publishing at least one blog post a day has slipped. It’s gone. (B)eagle-eyed readers will have noticed that although I have managed to keep it up (careful now) for a considerable length (careful now) of time, including many (if not all) of the days over the last few years, I haven’t managed to publish a post today, Monday 6th January 2020.

The plans were always there to get a post out today. A bit of tidying up, a spot of breakfast, a quick walk along the beach before packing the car and heading back to Cape Town…

…and then writing a blog post.

I just don’t know what happened. The tidying, food, walk, packing and drive home went really well. It just seems that I never got around to it. Even as I’m sitting here now typing this, I’m wondering how on earth it got away from me.

I’m mystified.

There will, of course, be an enquiry. Questions will be asked and answers demanded. Heads will roll. This cannot go unpunished.

In the meantime, though, please accept this 200 word lament as a post for today, Monday 6th January 2020.

 

 

 

Hang on a second…

Changing punctuation

It can make all the difference.

See you in February.