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7:14pm
Guy Gardner's feet touched the ground as the faint glow of his ring faded. It was currently seven o'clock, Guy arriving at The Warriors after finishing his shift at the station. It had been a pretty quiet week, only paperwork really, but he was still pretty tired.
The Warriors was the perfect place to attend. It was a small bar located on the edge of Coast City, but boomed in business with it's superhero theme. The walls were lined with memorabilia and photos of different members of the Justice League, as well as heroes outside of it. Heroes weren't all though as The owner, Dell Meriwether, seemed to be obsessed with super people in general, having an entire half of the bar dedicated to villains.
Guy sluggishly pushed the door open, spotting the bartender with his signature wide grin. "Heya Lantern!" he exclaimed, getting a few heads to turn. Guy gave a small wave, walking over to a stool at the bar. "So, what'll you be having today?"
"Usual," he stated, turning his head to the small tv hanging on the wall. Footage of John, Doctor Polaris, and the copycat villain was playing, showing the original saving a bus full of people. His head turned once more upon the door opening. Stepping inside was a man in a black and blue suit, yellow lightning bolts running down the torso. "Look out guys, a big shot just walked in!"
"Oh ho ho," chuckled Jeff as he sat down next to the Lantern. "Someone still a little jealous they weren't asked to be on the Justice League?"
Guy waved his hand, "Me? Jealous? Nah. I'm a Green Lantern."
"A Green Lantern who's not on the Justice League," replied Jeff, who laughed at the grumble that came from Guy's mouth. "So how ya been man?"
Guy sighed as he looked into the newly placed glass of whiskey. "It's… it's been a bit rough," he admitted, taking another long breath. "Richie… he's a great kid, but it's like I'm running-"
"A triathlon of hero work, your job, and raising a kid?" Jeff suggested, gaining a nod from Guy. "Heh, yeah… it's definitely tough. Remember you got a support network, we're here for you."
Guy nodded, taking a sip from his glass. "I sometimes forget you got the same thing goin' for you," he responded, placing his glass down. "Superhero daycare, the two of us."
"Trust me, when I got a whole school full of potential metahumans, I can pass on that idea."
Both heroes laughed, clinking their glasses and downing another drink.
10:42pm
"And so I tell him, you're less of a Green Lantern, more like a Green Fat-tern," explained Guy to a bewildered Jeff, both too many beers in to count.
"No way," gasped Jeff, placing a hand over his mouth in disbelief. "Fat shaming is so rude though!"
Guy shook his head, waving his hand in front of his face. "No no no, it's okay cause he is a… a… a Kilowog."
"Oh… okay then, you're all good," informed Jeff, patting his friend on the back.
"Hey, you're Black Lightning and Green Lantern!" shouted a voice behind them. The two turned to see a man who looked to be homeless in a purple shirt with a blue hoodie on, his hair a dark brown. "I'm a big fan!"
Guy tilted his head before shooting a finger gun at the man, "Plug Boi!"
Jeff repeated the action, slurring, "Plug Boi… whatever that is."
The man tilted his head confused, but before he could ask Guy spoke, "Come sit down with us bud, drinks are on me!"
"Uh… sure?" the man responded, taking a seat next to the heroes.
Dell returned to the group upon seeing the new addition. "Who's the new guy?" he asked, pulling out his pen and paper.
"This right here is the Neal Emerson, aka Plug Boi!" announced Guy, throwing his arm around the man.
"Uh… my name is Allen," noted the man.
"That's what I said!" shouted Guy, taking a swig of the glass in front of him.
Dell shoved the pen and paper out to the man, a page ready with information on Doctor Polaris. "Sorry, but I've never had you here before," Dell apologized, rubbing the back of his head. "I'd love an autograph!"
"But I- sure."
1:17am
Guy, Jeff, and "Neal" all stumbled through Coast City Park, the three drunk beyond means. Anytime Jeff would burp or hiccup, his body would discharge a pulse of electricity, his mouth smoking each time. Guy's ring would create whatever he thought of, no mental block to stop it. "Neal" was only trailing behind.
"Wait!" Guy shouted upon hearing a rustle in the bushes, stop sign constructs erupting from his ring. "Look over there!"
The other two's eyes followed the arrow construct that pointed to the bush, watching it rustle. They all gave each other a look before creeping towards the hedge.
As they approached, the rustling grew louder, sending shivers down their spines. Guy raised his hand, a clock construct appearing. "three…" he started, holding up three fingers, "two… one!"
The three all charged the bush, watch as something blueish-grey popped out of the green. All of them looked at the small creature.
"Arkillo!?" shouted Guy, surprised by the appearance. "What are you doing here?"
"Meow."
"Hey, for a *hic*… for an alien monster man, that wasn't a bad impression," Jeff praised, fanning the smoke from his mouth.
"Meow."
"Alright then Arkillo, follow us to… uh… where are we going?" asked Guy, scratching his head and creating multiple question marks above his head.
Suddenly, the sound of a police siren went off, making all of them turn their heads.
"That way!" shouted "Neal", running towards the sirens.
1:25am
Damion Poitier, better known as the new criminal Bling, chuckled as the money was loaded into his bag. His partner and ex-cousin in-law Keith Kenyon, aka Goldface, was quickly making an escape for them. It was all the perfect plan, the cops couldn't get in because of the solid gold doors.
It was the perfect plan, until the outside wall burst open. The two criminals turned towards the hole, faces falling to confusion at the sight.
Green Lantern, Black Lightning, a homeless man, and a cat all stood ready.
"Stop right there, criminal...s!"
1:30am
Jessica Cruz flew through the sky, following the coordinates in her ring. A robbery in-progress was just reported.
As she arrived at the bank, she noted the large hole in the side of the building. Floating down to it, her eyes widened at the sight inside.
Goldface was currently pinned against the wall by a large Green hand constructed by Guy, a man in a hoodie hitting him repeatedly with a chair. On the other side of the room, Jeff was stumbling around, burping up electricity while a cat was latched on another man's face.
"What the fuck?"
1:12pm
"What were you thinking!?" shouted Jessica, staring at the two heroes sitting on Guy's couch. The two had passed out after the fight, Jess being forced to bring them to Guy's place.
"Ugh…" groaned Guy, rubbing his eyes.."Keep it down a bit Jess… my head is fucking killing me."
"Keep it down!?" she once again shouted. "That bar is in an ongoing investigation about spiking drinks with stuff derived from fear toxin. That stuff is dangerous!"
Jeff grumbled, "We had it under control…"
"Oh did you?" she asked, now looking at Jeff. "Because Lynn didn't seem too happy when I called her this morning." Jeff's face paled, causing Guy to chuckle. "Zip it, you," she threatened.
"Sorry mom," Guy mumbled, causing Jessica to roll her eyes.
She stepped away from the two into the kitchen where Richie was eating a sandwich, Simon leaning against the table smirking at the two on the couch. "I can't believe them!" she ranted, looking at the other hero. "How on earth do you even mistake a cat and a homeless man for Arkillo and Doctor Polaris?"
Richie chuckled, slightly. Simon looked at her, then back to the two sitting on the couch. "I'm not sure… you really put them in their place though, huh mom?"
She sighed, looking down, "I wasn't too harsh was I? I didn't want to overstep any boundaries but what they did was too reckless and-"
"Hey," Simon interjected, looking at her. "You did more than okay. You were great."
She smiled slightly, her eyes widening as she heard a disturbing noise behind her.
"IN THE BUCKET YOU TWO!"
As he walks from the ashes of his homeland, the lone wolf must not show fear. He may be uncertain of the path that lies ahead, but he must come to terms with what fate has brought upon him. As the days turn Into weeks, and the weeks turn Into months. The lone wolf will realise that he will forever be alone.
As the description says, the Chicago skyline from the Willis Tower's famous 103rd floor SkyDeck. This shot is showing the view from the northern wall of Willis Tower (Sears Tower). From here you can see downtown to the north of the Sears Tower and the northern neighborhoods as well as some of the northwestern ones too.
Some important landmarks visible despite the hazy weather will be noted on the picture. I will leave out some landmarks just due to it cluttering up the picture, but put some in so you know some reference to certain places.
What you see directly below and in the center is the roof line (it looks like a rusty railroad track) on one of the signature "Tubes" of Willis Tower (Sears Tower). This "tube" terminates with two floors reserved for mechanical use. They terminate at the 90th floor with the 89th floor being the last floor of the tubes. This is one of three "Tubes" that terminate just below the last set of "Tubes" that terminate at the 108th floor and the official roof of the tower. These terrace like rooflines will become green soon with solar panels and wind turbines on them. They will also plant grasses and other "green" plants on some as well. This will be done in a massive effort to make the tower (the tallest in the Western Hemisphere) a "Green" building and a LEED Certified structure. That's awesome news!!!!!
As I took this photo, my nephew commented on how something so destructive could create another thing beautiful.
As I mentioned in the previous photo's description - I have contracted COVID-19. I spent almost the entire January sick, tired, and coughing, but overall - the symptoms weren't nearly as bad as they can be (thank you, vaccines!).
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I'm now feeling almost as good as new and my quarantine period is nearly over. But the darn brain fog is so persistent! When covid combines with my naturally scattered mind, it's quite a disaster: I forget words in both languages, I forget where I put things, I forget what I wanted to do two seconds ago... It's pretty annoying, but it can also be hilarious.
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Oh well, I'll keep taking care of myself, taking vitamins, avoiding alcohol, and creating - as it seems that I'm my focused and sharp self only when I create.
USS Emory S. Land (AS-39) & Seminole (YT-805) / Emory S. Land-class submarine tender & Valiant-class yard tug boat / U.S. Navy / 2020.01.30
As long as I am dredging up old pix, I am reliving a trek I intend to repeat. The left hand wheel is one of those heavy, newfangled cast iron ones. I bet a lot of them cracked up on our terrain. Sheesh, both need new rubber. Boy, that was the era of smooth rides. I theorize that this was the original route to Jamestown. It shows on my 1906 Boulder topo map. I guarantee that even this agriculture series is old, it was when we were venturing by truck up the Red Hill Road that connected with the Heil Canyon Road. We made it nearly to the divide and puttered at pictures around the old ranch. We found some good ones. This posting is a tidbit from my current clean up.
Red Hill was a ranch when we puttered about but now Boulder County has acquired the land for Open Space and created the "Painted Rocks Trail." It's too bad they didn't just follow the old road up. There was a sand stone structure a short way up but I don't know if it was used in conjunction with the old road. Some old farm and trucking equipment was left strewn about.
This 4X5 surely cornfused the EXIF data. I know that this was Kodacolor 4X5" negative film and I processed it myself. I remember using and processing Kodacolor 64 ASA negative film. Grin. I moved as fast as I could with the sheet film camera, film holders and tripod but still had to pay for film and chemistry in the day. After all that, I had to scan the negative and invert it using a self-made mask. At least I got a heck of a bunch of pixels translated.
As much interior as my camera could take in at St. Peter's Basilica, Vatican City. The size of this church was astonishing.
This takes in part of the High Altar and the dome
As in X marks the spot of our new location...on our GPS!
Toys:
Sony A 350
lens 18-70mm
ND Filter
Cokin Gradient filter
MADE EXPLORE
Jul 26, 2009 #475
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tree or thank you! Blooming tree for Berglind. Thank you my talented friend for your kind words!
From Stockholm last weekend. Most of the (Japanese) cherry trees are not in bloom here any more, things happen so fast (in nature) at the moment...wish I could stop time. LOL! :) Happy weekend everyone!
Joe McNally - from the book "The Moment It Clicks".
How I got the shot:
I asked this little girl to give me a smile, overhearing this, her brother leaned, trying to "make" her smile. I knew its going to be a beautiful moment, I kept the focus locked, while having a little conversation, and camera pressed against my hip. As you can see, the boy is looking at me, the girl is looking at the camera.
For such reasons, I always say Luck can be controlled. Be prepared.
As a child, Christmas time meant not only a time of Father Christmas and wish lists, magic and stories, gift giving and receiving, but also a time of joyous festivity and fun, including the British tradition of a Christmas panto (pantomime). I would always attend several over the Christmas and New Year period.
Christmas pantos have been a stalwart of British culture since the turn of the Twentieth Century, as this postcard attests and were usually faerie tale based.
This postcard from my large faerie tale postcard collection of a Red Riding Hood pantomime was produced by Stafford Ltd. in December 1910 for the Lyceum Theatre in Ipswich where:
"Monday January 16th, for six nights, matinees Wednesday and Saturday, Mr. Peter Davey presents the Ipswich pantomime Red Riding Hood. The entire company and production transferred directly from the Royal County Theatre, Kingston on Thames."
There was one theatre my Grandmother used to take me to when I was a child, where at the end of any panto, Christmas or otherwise where they sang the following:
"Oh why does a brown cow give white milk,
When it only eats green grass?
Oh I don't know! You don't know!
Oh don't you feel an ass?
Oh why does a brown cow give white milk,
When it only eats green grass?"
That silly song has stuck in my memory all these years, nearly half a century later!
Sainte-Chapelle ~ Paris (France)
The stained glass and the decoration in this chapel are absolutely stunning!
If you ever visit Paris you have to see this! =)
Explore #202 (January 11, 2008). Thank you!
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As the clouds rolled in and the sky got darker, the lake water, which is muddy from flooding turned very orange from the reflection.....
Made to Move Barbies will be available in my shop for Custom Orders. Thanks to a hot tip from Sue, I got in on the early price! WildflowerDolls.etsy.com
For a moment, the mist lifted to reveal some beautiful autumn colours. Unfortunately, it is wet and rainy again.
As former president Teddy Roosevelt puts it...behold it is the "Eighth Wonder of the World." The water originates from underground springs above and at the falls. Even during the dry summer months and at 129 feet in height, the water provides an almost constant flow rate of 100 million U.S. gallons / day.
Photo of Burney Falls captured via Minolta MD Zoom Rokkor-X 75-200mm F/4.5 lens. McArthur-Burney Falls Memorial State Park. Cascades Region. North State. Shasta County, Northern California. Mid November 2013.
Exposure Time: 1/10 sec. * ISO Speed: ISO-200 * Aperture: Unknown * Bracketing: None
One from Last night, we're down in the badlands again for a few days,
Have to thank the pup for this shot, cause I went down the side of the ravine to get him and came accross this view.
Hope your all having a great day.
Will try and catch up with you all later but internet service here is a little iffy
As the sun goes down and "June Gloom" overtakes the Bay Area, Sutro Tower is the only part of San Francisco visible above the fog.
[Canon 50mm f/1.4]
As you will soon see, Dan and Reina had a fantastic, unique wedding. When two artists merge their lives, of course the event will have its own logo, which they gave out as t-shirts to all the guests. Since it was a surprise, this is the first engagement shoot I've taken that had an official date embargo.
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Taken on an international day in the Lakes (UK) with Ian Bramham and Renato Pedrosa/ who was visiting from sunny summery Brazil.
This image from ESA’s Mars Express shows a region of Mars known as Caralis Chaos, where copious water is thought to have once existed in the form of an ancient lake.
Numerous labels have been placed across the terrain, highlighting features and regions of note. Be sure to click on these labels to explore the landscape in detail!
This image comprises data gathered by Mars Express’s High Resolution Stereo Camera (HRSC) on 1 January 2024 (orbit 25235). It was created using data from the nadir channel, the field of view aligned perpendicular to the surface of Mars, and the colour channels of the HRSC. North is to the right. The ground resolution is approximately 15 m/pixel and the image is centred at about 38°S/177°E.
[Image description: This tan-coloured slice of ground is smoother to the left and becomes covered in small hills and mounds to the right. Wriggly, uneven ridges cut horizontally across the frame, while two prominent fault lines cut down vertically on the left and right. Large and small craters are peppered across the terrain. The worn-away boundaries of a once-colossal lakebed can be seen curving up and away from the bottom-centre to the top right; this skirts around the largest crater seen here, which sits in the middle of the picture encircled by rough, irregular valleys and channels.]
Credits: ESA/DLR/FU Berlin; CC BY-SA 3.0 IGO
37 424, masquerading as 37 558, passes the quay at Harrington with 2C47 17.31 Barrow-in-Furness to Carlisle.
Eu quixera ser pereira
e dar peras no inverno,
e non estar namorada
desa cara de inferno.
Cantiga popular galega.
MÚSICA: Jelly Roll Morton - Buddy Bolden's Blues
Location: Puchong Perdana, Puchong Selangor, Malaysia
(An outing with my brother) See his link: www.flickr.com/photos/arabischenab/
Equipment: Canon 5D Mark II + EF17-40mm f4 L USM + Cokin P121 + P125s
Exif data
Camera: Canon EOS 5D Mark II
Exposure: 0.6
Aperture: f22
Focal Length: 17 mm
ISO Speed: 50
Exposure Bias: 0 EV
Filter: Cokin P121 + P125s
-None of my photos are HDR or blended images, All are in single Jpeg.
-Semua gambar yang ada didalam stream saya adalah bukan HDR, harap maklum !
Shazral / © All rights reserved
As I cruise through the darkness this Saturday evening
Off in the distance I notice the skyline gleaming.
Its as if I had taken a trip down the lane of memories
And in blindness arose clarities.
Found myself at the feet of Nostalgia city
Occasionally stumbling upon thoughts that weren't so pretty.
It took time to climb over the walls that were constructed
Despite warnings to stop, or be destructed.
Year after year I remember as the doors continue to open
To my surprise, nothing was ever broken
The perfect state of being for all my memories
As if all the hurt had been uplifted from my diaries.
I love this town, to my heart, it is always dear
Though everything but me stays here
The birds always sing, no frowns nor fright
Immaculate beings composed of delight.
Here, I leave my thoughts, morals, loves, and friends,
my goals, my being, my future, my end.
All together they create an army inside
That will battle my mind with humbled pride.
For it is here in which my mind is at rest
And remind myself that I am truly blessed.
Even if my life cracks loud enough for the deaf to hear it,
Nobody has the might to crack my spirit.
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