THE NIGHT IS MY HAVEN, MY SANCTUARY; IT CRADLES MY MUSE, MY VIGOR, MY SANGUINITY.
WHEN THEE AFTER DUSK COMETH LOOKING FOR ME, I REFLECT UPON THEE THAT'D COMETH ONTO ME.

The Fellowship

Wednesday, October 01, 2008

bah...

There, their, they're. It's not that hard. As in...

They're conducting their session there.

They're trying their utmost to do the gig there.

They're such numb skulls, they can't tell their they're, there and their apart.

5 comments:

Anu Russell said...

That is funny!!! who is them that cannot diff between their there's and they're's?

Diana said...

Hi Trevor...funny post...thnx fr the comment on my blog frnd

Trevor Penn said...

@ ARTie
Them nincompoops, Artie. Them nincompoops.

@ Diana
Thank you. :) Do stop by again.

Diana said...

Hi Trevor. The pictures in my blog are more intersting than my posts. Did u see the frozen expressions widget on the right bar of my blog...the widget has some of the beautiful pictures.

Some of the pictures are mine and many are from a photography website. I write the post and spend an entire day searching for the perfect pictures. On techniques, I generally use Picassa to enhance the picture quality. Trust me, the software does wonders to a normal picture.

Trevor Penn said...

@Diana
Like i've said before, i love the pictures on your blog. I've yet to try the new picassa. I usually write my own code to do whatever editing i want to do.