I’m going to start a new type of posts. I’m going to call it A Picture, A Hundred Words. As the name implies, in such posts I will share one picture, and then attempt to write about 100 words about it. Well, not exactly 100 words, but I shall keep it close enough, maybe +/- 10 words tolerance. And I’ll include the word count at the end of each post.
Lazy Man’s ultimate solution to daily blog posts, you might call this. I’m personally not so sure about it though. Sometimes trying to limit yourself to a certain word count can be more difficult than writing long winded articles. I guess we’ll see.
The reason I’m coming up with this idea is because while going through my old photos, I discovered that there are many homeless photos. You see, I like to sort my photos. Every time I come back from a trip or something, I would sort my photos into different folders, each of a specific category. These homeless photos are photos that I do not know how to categorize. These are photos I put in the Miscellaneous folder. Some of them I find rather interesting and want to share it in a meaningful way. Blogging about them would be a great way to do it, I reckon.
I’m not going to do every blog post this way. I will still do full length blog posts. It will be a bit of this and a bit of that. And I thought hard (about 2 minutes) about the right abbreviation to use. I am hardly going to write One Picture One Hundred Words on every title. I was thinking between APHW and 1P100W. In the end, the engineer in me decided to go with the one with numbers. APHW sounds a bit like some NGO’s name or something anyway.
I’ll start with my first one today. The word count starts after this. If we count this introductory speech, we’re already at 333 words…
Every time I travel to the States for work, I try to look for interesting souvenir for my family. It is always a pain, because usually the really interesting ones (like Coach) are freaking expensive and I’m poor.
On one such trip, I found the ultimate souvenir. We went to Fort Fun, an amusement park in Fort Collins. There, I saw Coke sold in unique metallic bottles. So I bought them and brought them home with me. My siblings were quite excited with this vintage set.
The following week, I saw the exact same bottles in Cold Storage (supermarket) near my home. Vintage indeed..