Your Feets Too Big

Blimey! Look at those FEET! They are ENORMOUS!

What a strange creature walking around on their hands.

I zoomed the Miller-Cam in for a close up.
“OI! No photos sonny!” He said.
“Wait a minute,” I thought, “I recognise that voice.”

It’s Dad!

He got a new job and wore his uniform to the party in the park.

Aaaahhhhhhaaaaaahhaaaaahhhhhaaaahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaa !!

It’s not every day…

I was down the pub the other night and the barman said to me, “Hey Miller mate, I was reading your blog…”
“Oh yeh.” I replied
“Is that right” he continued, “that your Dad is a Ninja“?
“No mate,” I answered, “He’s a Geisha!”

Dad was making the Ikebana animation and for a short spell he got a job as a Geisha while he was doing the research.

It’s not every day that you get the chance to slap the living **** out of a Geisha, so Blu, Logan and I seized the opportunity while it was there.

Born in a Barn

You will no doubt recall that Dad was letting his horse live in the house.  Well, it wasn’t long before he got busted by Blu and she threw him (and the horse he rode in on) out to live in a barn.

Logan and I let ourselves in for a nose around and made ourselves comfy on the couch. It’s really quite cozy. We might throw him out and live here ourselves.

Impostard!

Dad was working on beta with Grandad who appears to have developed Logan’s shape and hat and WTF is THAT on his shoulder!

It’s an IMPOSTARD!

But don’t worry, you’ll soon realise that it isn’t the real Miller. The impostard’s acting is really wooden.
Aaaahhhhhhaaaaaahhaaaaahhhhhaaaahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaa !!

 

The Wood Choppers’ BallS

Logan and Dad made this (with supervision from me).

This is the extract from Logan’s web site:

Right click on the logs and choose “Chop”. You loosen up your limbs and ease the crick in your neck, you step forward and take the axe from the stump. A moment or two as you gauge the weight of the axe and you take your first swing. There is a satisfying sound as the axe bites into the stump. You lift the axe and swing again. This time the sound is louder, the axe bites deeper into the log, but you have to put all your weight into to it pull it back out. You swing a third time and this time your efforts are rewarded with a very satisfying crunch and a flurry or wood chips as the log splits and falls away. You step over to the log pile and lift another…