I am up early (well, half past ten) on a Saturday listening to Adam & Joe whilst trying to do work. But instead I am mainly on facebook and refreshing the 6music radio website thing as it keeps freezing up and re-buffering. Why I don’t just put it on the freeview on the telly in the next room I don’t know.
Well, I do know, it’s because I am so desperate to cling to this apple-advert life (though i don’t even have a mac in real life) which involves listening to radio on the internet and then filming some snowboarding or something. When in my actual world the internet isn’t good enough to listen to radio from, my computer keeps freezing and the desk is a mess and I have a lot of ear wax.
Anyhow, in my daily work avoidance today I was listening to Adam & Joe and someone had emailled (or possibly texted, who am I to say from this vantage point) in about having had the idea for magic eye pictures before they got big (actually, it was quite a long message, it must have been an email).
Way from the past I had a pang of heartache at this phenomenon, now safely nostalgic like Global Hypercolour.
The truth is, I never ever ever managed to do one. This was huge when I was at the emotionally fragile age of 15 (ish), not that I’ve discarded all of that kind of fragility now, but back the. It was horrible. I’d try, unfocus my eyes, then focus at a point and slowly move my head back, but I never saw one.
What made it worse is schoolboy bravado, lots of people doing one in the playground (I make it sound like I went to a very tame school – magic eye behind the bikesheds) then someone would see it, and say it’s a tractor. I’d then joinin with the amazement (about 5th or 6th in behind – don’t want to appear too eager) and then everyone would scream “No, you idiot Terry, it’s a seal…” or something. I don’t think people in my school were clever enough to use this as an Emperors New Clothes type analogy of life. But it was a lesson I learned.
Luckily, these silly 3D things are no longer prevalant, but if they make a comeback I’ll be hiding in a corner.