Remove the clutter

Model Justin. What's with the gloves? Honestly, I don't understand men's fashion these days.

While he's at it, he should lose the dog tag around his neck, and the sunnies. That stuff just gets in the way.

After that, he might be ready for inspection.

Builder's brawn

This model reminds me of the young builders working around our place.

One crew is doing up a large home opposite, and another is working on a new condo about 50m to the west.

Several other gangs are working on condos in the general vicinity. This is what happens when you live in the inner-city.

Property values are higher, so people are always building.

In the slum on the other side of my condo, a dilapidated shack of a place went up in smoke while I was overseas recently.

Two or three places adjoining it caught fire, too.

I don't know what happened to the human occupants, but the rabbits being raised at one place survived.

The homes are being rebuilt.

When I go for a run in the car-parking building each day, I look over into the slum section to inspect progress. Strapping young men have poured the cement foundations, and are now erecting a steel structure to hold up the roof and walls.

The rabbits are in their cages, sleeping.

Out of his kennel

Loyal reader Ian sent me this image as a belated birthday gift.

The model appears to be a reluctant cake eater, as he has helped himself to just a dab of cream on one finger.

However, his posture reminds me of the special guest at our party the other night.

Like Jumbo the Chihuahua (who is paying another visit to our place with his owner later today), he's on all fours.

Woof!