This odd little picture happened when I was trying to rearrange some categories. The weird floating car-shapes represent yet more failed attempts to visualise the homepage.
It's odd, having a job like this, that didn't exist when I was at school, that will probably evaporate again to be replaced by something else over the next twenty years. I feel like a species that suddenly exploded to fill a favourable niche, about to be extinguished by environmental changes and space invaders. The exquisitely-adapted Peruvian Landslide Chicken, perhaps. It's headless, but hey, that works in the short term.
|the animals went in one by one