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Coralee Lynn Rose at Tampa's annual Nude Night art expose with her security fellow Jay. The painting behind her is by artist Shannon Holt.
2 days later - the morning after the storm. Our tent (North Face) was covered by the megamid because a small hole in the fly was ripped completely open during the storm, by the strong winds. The only dry spot in our tent, was a few elevated inches in the middle, a moat of icy water with noodle and cereal (from breakfast and dinner) floating in it, surrounded us. Besides the rip in the fly, water was leaking in through the vents and we could not close them because the wind was blowing horizontally and was so strong it was keeping them open. The leak began in the first few hours of the storm. In an attempt keep the wind from blowing the tent wall down and breaking the poles, and also to help absorb the leak, keenan and I took turns leaning against it with his sleeping pad for the entire day. It was a fierce wind and it took a lot of strength just to push against it. This North Face 4 season tent did not impress me.
The kids were so shook up and sad after our gecko was injured. Ralph, who was home sick, offered consolation. Healing commenced, reptilian and human.
One night in October 2006, fuelled by Gin & nostalgia, Louise Bird played several hours of 7inch records on a 70’s Fidelity record player. From this aftermath I selected and mixed the following -
Fade to grey; Knowing me knowing you; Never gonna give you up; Rock the casbah; When will I see you again; Karma Chameleon; Your’e history; The lion sleeps tonight; 50 Ways to leave your lover; Black Betty; I will survive; Roulette; The Seed & the Sower; Are friends electric?
A whole albums worth of mixes using the aftermath can be downloaded here
One mix became the soundtrack to the video Tying Tone Arms.
While considerably tamer than the other photos I recently uploaded, this photoshoot made me fall in love with these guys all over again.
On route home, there was an accident with all the associated emergency personnell. I hope it wasn't serious.
We had our biggest storm of the winter yesterday. I was tied up during daylight, but drove down at dark, and the waves rolling in on the beach were huge. I went back this morning with a certain trepidation, but was delighted to find that my dragon had survived. Almost everything else is gone, rearranged, or thrown up on the seawalk. The wood at the front of the picture is fifty feet above the normal high tide mark. Dragons is TOUGH.
Got a message on Monday that my dad had been in a terrible accident.
he was backing up his rototiller and fell down. the rototiller got stuck in reverse and pulled him in by his right thigh. luckily the thing stalled after a couple
of seconds had passed. his neighbor found him and held his artery shut until paramedics could get there. that took about 40 minutes. then they had to use the jaws of life to cut the tiller off him. that took another 20 minutes. he flat lined on the way to the hospital.4 and 1/2 hours later and 20 some odd pints of blood he was stabilized. another 2 hour surgery the next day to clean everything out. heck they haven't even sewed him shut yet. but we are hoping for a full recovery. he's got a long road of PT ahead of him thats for sure.
Man he's a tough old bird!!
:D
New 2012 Burton Aftermath boards out now - www.burton.com/mens-boards-aftermath-snowboard/252197,def...
Photos courtesy of Burton Snowboards
The 2CW title was on the line between "Big Rig" Brodie Lee and "Juggernaut" Jason Axe in an "I Quit" match!
This van was next to the car that was completely smashed, only caught a corner of the van though.
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The clocktower's also one of my favorite secret headquarters. Oracle and the Birds of Prey hang out there a lot.
Taken at Aftermath II - Metropolis - shops, clubs and RP *unsafe sims*, Unabated (32, 35, 2043)
What fucks you up from a knockout isn't so much getting knocked out, as your lifeless head dropping 5-6 ft. onto a hard concrete surface. Here, I'm pretty sure this poor chap broke his cheekbone. However, he was so amped up on redeeming himself that we literally had to drag him back to the hostel and force ice upon his face (only to have him get up and walk out onto the streets again..).