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A recent rock slide damaged one of the Royal Gorge's former Rio Grande's signals and destroyed it, seen laying off to the right side of our train as we headed west to Parkdale. This signal can be seen if looking almost straight down off the Royal Gorge bridge, the Hanging bridge is only a minute away.
Colette Mansell, the author of the 'The History of Sindy' book, used a photo of Palitoy's Action Girl Horse when she displayed Sindy's different equestrian looks. It led me to believe that that was a genuine Sindy horse for a long time.
Hence this comparison frenzy.
Peanuts, up front, has a much slimmer and taller body than his follower Agee. Their heads differ a lot too in shape. Peanuts is showing a lot of whites in his eyes (which a normal horse would only do if scared or agitated).
His mane is spectacular while poor Agee sports a short little something. At least she has bangs!
(She is borrowing Sindy's Western horse bridle.)
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Peanuts: Stop following me!
Agee: Stop walking away from me. I'm not done with you yet.
Peanuts: I think you are. My unmentionables hurt.
Agee: Your what?
Peanuts: It's unmentionable.
Agee: Your bum?
Peanuts: ... no, my... my feelings.
Agee: Aww... sweetie. Wait up a minute. I adore a stallion who can talk about feelings.
Peanuts: You do?!
Agee: No. But hey, let's be friends. If you promise to lay off the romance biscuits.
Peanuts: Alright. But no more biting and kicking. Your Kung Fu is too mighty for me.
Agee: Sure. Done deal. (Thinking) He is rather cute.. perhaps I wisped him off too soon..
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malam_Jabba#
Malam Jabba (also Maalam Jabba, Urdu: مالم جبہ) is a Hill Station in the Karakoram mountain range nearly 40 km from Saidu Sharif in Swat Valley, Khyber Pakhtunkhwa, Pakistan. It is 314 km from Islamabad and 51 km from Saidu Sharif Airport.
Malam Jabba is home to the only ski resort in Pakistan.[1] The area also contains two Buddhist stupas and six monasteries that are scattered around the resort. The presence of the monuments at such a height indicates that the area has been inhabited for over 2000 years.
Two trekking trails are located near the Malam Jabba resort. The first passes through the Ghorband Valley and Shangla Top and starts about 18 km from the resort. The other trail passes through the Sabonev Valley and is about 17 km from the resort.
Malam Jabba ski resort
The Malam Jabba Ski Resort, owned by the Pakistani Tourism Development Corporation, had a ski slope of about 800 m with the highest point of the slope 2804 m (9200 ft) above sea level. Malam Jabba Ski Resort was the joint effort of the Pakistan government with its Austrian counterpart. The resort was equipped with modern facilities including roller/ice-skating rinks, chair lifts, skiing platforms, telephones and snow clearing equipment.[citation needed]
In late June 2008, the Malam Jabba Ski Resort was set on fire and destroyed after being closed for more than a year. Residents said a large portion of the resort had been reduced to ashes and the militants also damaged chairlifts and a tower belonging to the meteorological department. The Pakistani government had long since lost control over the administration and security of the valley and had abandoned the resort, laying off its employees there. This was due to the war in the Swat valley between government security forces and Taliban militias (who were likely relocating from nearby FATA and Afghanistan).[2] The Pakistani government accepted a Taliban truce in the Swat valley.[3] The Taliban started infiltrating armed members into the adjoining state of Buner and openly invited Osama bin Laden. In May 2009 however the army started an offensive against the Taliban and retook the town.[4] The ski hill at the resort has now been rebuilt and is fully operational.[5] The ski track has undergone reconstruction and rehabilitation.The hotel is still awaiting reconstruction.
The CN Flat Rock sub gleams in the light from the flame of a burn off tower in the heart of Zug Island. By the end of 2020 US steel plans to idle it's plant on Zug Island, laying off many workers and adding to the already weak Detroit economy. Off in the distance, DT&I searchlights can be seen guarding the swing bridge of the Rouge River.
CN Flat Rock sub
River Rouge MI
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Abandoned Abused Street Dogs.
Mr Brown would be very proud
of his son Rocket Man Rocky ;-)
I'm still batch-en it, well, there is
one niece here watching over me
in case I fall down and can't get up.
If no# 1 makes it home today then we
will go out to the temple tomorrow
an give all the dogs inoculations.
I'm just waiting for orders from
head quarters. That's my job.
Pumpkin The Princess is laying
beside me. Boney Baloney is
laying off to my left.And of
course WeeNee BeeNee
The Giant Pig Man is
laying to my right.
There was an old man who lived in a shoe.
He had so many dogs he didn't know what
to do. Any of this sound familiar ? ......;-)~~~
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The Stinging Skeleton is-
🎵🎤 Ah-wun fir tha munny!
Ah-tu fir tha sho!🎶
... no! That's STINGING skeleton, not-
🎵🎤 Ah-three ta git reddy en GO CAT GO!
But don'yu, steppin my blue suede shoes!
Yu kin do anythin but lay off my blue suede shoes!🎶
No, stop! You're not a singing skeleton, you-
🎵🎤 Yu kin knock me down, steppin mah face,
Slander mah name all ovah tha place.
En do anythin ya wanna do,🎶
Stop that! That is not a guitar it is a-
🎵🎤 But uh uh honey lay off of mah shoes!
En don'yu steppin mah blue suede shoes!
Yakin do anythin but lay off mah blue suede shoes. 🎶
...sigh...
🎵 🎷🎺🎷🎤 Blu, blu, blu swade shoes! Blu, blu!
Gettin jazz scat! Blu, blu, bludee blushu bop bee hoodledee shudop blu blu babba blushushabbashabba blu! 🎺🎹 🎷🎶
Call me Skella Fitzgerald! MmHM!
👾 Happy 🏰 Heroclix 🏯 Friday! 🐉
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A year of the shows and performers of the Bijou Planks Theater.
Or, far better...
Lukas: “How did I get roped into this?”
Tilda: “It’s Okay, handsome, you’re with Me!”
Lukas: “What am I wearing? What are you wearing for that matter?! What’s with your hat?”
Tilda: “Hey, lay off the hat! I love this hat.”
Lukas: “Woah, You’re not wearing shoes!”
Tilda: “Yeah, no big deal. We’re like snow deamons, or whatever, I don’t know, it doesn’t matter! Let’s make out!!
Lukas: “Oh, um, sorry, I’m kind of “with” someone right now?”
Tilda: “Yeah! You’re -with- ME!”
Lukas: “um, no?”
(These shots are from Monday, and this is as light as it’s gotten in DAYS! Nothing but white overcast sky since the weekend and it is STILL snowing!!!❄️❄️❄️ More snow shots incoming!)
EXPLORE
The Polaroid instant camera is a type of camera with self developing film. It was one of the most successful products in photography. The Kodak group came up with their own instant camera but was defeated in a patent battle in 1986.
With the coming of digital cameras, Polaroid closed its production of cameras and films in 2007 and lay off hundreds of workers.
Fujifilm is now the only remaining supplier of instant film in the United States. So there you are fellas, go hoard the film and continue using your Polaroids!
Have recently got back into drumming after a 13 year lay off (Retired) Now back playing with My mate & singer for The Varukers in a band called The Vile. Great band & great people. Already been to France twice & off to Italy later this month. Recording a full length CD next month for general release :)
After hearing Fett had returned on board with a nice haul of bounty for Palpatine, Stormtrooper Bruce decided to pay him a long overdue visit, even if his quarters are a bit rusty and dusty.
Fett: Well, what a busy day I'm having. Look what the solar winds have blown in now. A cute little whipper snapper and his overgrown play mate. And who are you today, little fellow?
WW: Hello Mr Fett and Unka Dude! It's me! I sure missed you. Did you miss me? What a lucky day to find you both together. Unka Pappy's been in a bad mood lately, so I've decided to sell fudge to raise credits for his find the droids champagne! Today I'm Willy Wonky and this is not my play mate, he's my Barbie Guard, helping me. So how much fudge do you want? And ooh, lookie, you have a pet Wookiee!
STB: Again, little dude, that's WTMIAO. Way too much information at once You've got to lay off the coffee in the mornings.
Fett: Um, whoa - brain overload for sure. But, that's not a pet, he's um, um, my prisoner; like last time. And I've been interrogating him for top secret information. Yea, that's it.
WW: Wowzer. He must have been naughty accuase you put him in the corner.
STB: No, we just didn't want him to um, escape when you came in.
WW: You should let that Dark Vader man terrorgate him, he gets all the best secrets. He bought a case of the Vader Fudge, said they'll make great Christmas gifts. So what can I put you down for?
Fett: Well, my prisoner. My rules. And those samples look great. I think I'll take a case of the Yoda and one of the Droid. I'm going to be traveling in a few sectors where they may come in handy.
WW: Double wowzer. And what about you, Unka Dude?
STB: Well, I'm on a diet. So maybe just one of the Trooper, not a case - just once piece - those sizes are galactic. One should last me.
WW: You two are the bestest ever! Wish we could stay but I've still got lots of credits to raise. Unka Pappy is going to be so happy!
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Viewing Large is always fun. Just click on the image.
Looking south near the intersection of Jefferson and Dearborn towards US Steel's massive Zug Island mill. The Detroit Iron Works set up shop on the island in 1901; US Steel will idle the plant this spring, laying off nearly 1,500 workers.
Por aquí, hoy estamos despidiendo el verano. Voy a extrañar las flores!
Here, today we are now laying off the summer. I'll miss the flowers!
A two shot panoramic stitch with generous overlapping to minimise camera distortion. My teenage daughter and I went for sunset a couple of nights ago.
I used to live about a 15 minute walk from here and spent many times walking here with her when she was a toddler onwards. Athough I only live about 5 miles away now it was strange and nice to go back with her after a long lay off.
Thanks for looking.
La pratique artistique diversifiée de Raphaela Vogel fait fusionner des médias qui sont à première vue opposés: objets, sculptures, collages, peintures, vidéos et musique. Elle éveille ainsi des paysages oniriques qui racontent une histoire tout sauf claire et linéaire. Avec beaucoup d'humour et de légèreté, ses sculptures remettent en question de grandes idéologies telles que l'impérialisme ou le colonialisme. À une époque où les sculptures publiques font l'objet d'un débat à l'échelle internationale, cette artiste casse les codes avec ce qu'elle appelle les medium-sized narratives. C'est la réponse à deux discours: les grandes histoires souvent critiquées que l'on voit illustrées dans les monuments et la micropolitique, qui suppose que l'on peut changer le monde en commençant par soi-même. Tel un compromis entre les deux discours, Raphaela Vogel raconte des histoires 'de taille moyenne', parfaits successeurs des idéologies poussiéreuses et dépassées dont la date de péremption est aujourd'hui plus que passée.
L'artiste s'amuse avec le motif séculaire dans l'histoire de l'art où deux animaux doivent protéger un élément en l'entourant symétriquement, éloignant ainsi le mal. Pour Beaufort, elle choisit deux girafes. Ces dernières essaient de se faire plus grandes en se hissant sur des réfrigérateurs ordinaires en guise de socle. De par leur caractère non menaçant et leur slogan appelant à la reconnaissance des medium-sized narratives, elles introduisent un nouveau type de monument, sans glorification, plus approprié à l'époque actuelle.
Les girafes semblent faire référence à Testreep, l'île qui se trouvait au large de la côte et à laquelle Ostende ('Oost-einde', ou extrémité orientale) doit son nom. Au XVe siècle, cette langue de terre a été définitivement submergée par la mer du Nord. Les fossiles échoués sur le rivage témoignent aujourd'hui encore de l'activité humaine et animale de l'époque. Si des girafes ont déambulé à Testreep? On ne le sait pas (encore), l'artiste s'en remet entièrement à la riche imagination des spectateurs.
Avec beaucoup d'humour et de légèreté, les sculptures de Raphaela Vogel remettent en question de grandes idéologies telles que l'impérialisme ou le colonialisme.
Raphaela Vogel's diverse artistic practice merges media that are at first glance opposed: objects, sculptures, collages, paintings, videos and music. It thus awakens dreamlike landscapes that tell a story that is anything but clear and linear. With a lot of humor and lightness, his sculptures question great ideologies such as imperialism or colonialism. At a time when public sculptures are the subject of international debate, this artist breaks codes with what she calls medium-sized narratives. This is the answer to two discourses: the often criticized great stories that we see illustrated in monuments and micropolitics, which assumes that we can change the world by starting with ourselves. Like a compromise between the two discourses, Raphaela Vogel tells 'medium-sized' stories, perfect successors of dusty and outdated ideologies whose expiration date is now more than passed.
The artist plays with the centuries-old motif in art history where two animals must protect an element by surrounding it symmetrically, thus warding off evil. For Beaufort, she chooses two giraffes. The latter try to make themselves bigger by hoisting themselves on ordinary refrigerators as a base. By their non-threatening character and their slogan calling for the recognition of medium-sized narratives, they introduce a new type of monument, without glorification, more appropriate to the present day.
Giraffes seem to refer to Testreep, the island that lay off the coast and to which Ostend ('Oost-einde', or eastern end) owes its name. In the 15th century, this tongue of land was permanently submerged by the North Sea. Fossils washed up on the shore still bear witness to human and animal activity at the time. If giraffes roamed Testreep? We do not know (yet), the artist relies entirely on the rich imagination of the spectators.
With a lot of humor and lightness, Raphaela Vogel's sculptures challenge great ideologies such as imperialism or colonialism.
I've tried to lay off taking pictures of the homeless lately. A lot of people think they are just easy targets. However, I couldn't resist this old gent using the lampost for support on Oxford Street as the christmas shoppers rushed by.
Hollie first outing of this year will be coming in two weeks time the 15th March after an enforced nearly 3 month lay off due to the lockdown. Cant wait and I might have a new outfit as well to wear, it a uniform I've always wanted to wear!! xx
If a girl wants to go down to the rocks and photograph the roaring ocean in her pajamas, what of it? And, if she needs to wear a sweater and winter scarf over said pj's in order to ward off the biting mist and wind chill even though it’s August, got a problem? Lookit, just lay off. You don't wanna mess with her before breakfast.
Shutter Up - Girl Trouble
Wall with 2 female poses.
Backdrop not included
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I was a little uncertain
that some things might hurt me
in the night I hid my eyes with my hand
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me.leipzig.10
kiev.88
analog.
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www.youtube.com/watch?v=yeqTpnEdQJM
avey tare & kria brekkan - lay lay off, faselam
1.
i stand at the stern of the boat,
my hands on my chest,
tucked inside my bib overalls.
my face is burned
from the afternoon sun
and from the harsh glare off the water.
i survey the scene below me
and hear the water
dividing around the boat.
i am quite a ways up river,
anchored just inside
a tight bend
which pushes the water
out over a shallow riffle.
the rod tip moves in time
with the swift current,
revealing that the bait is working.
the sun is going down fast
and i am the last boat
out on the river,
at least around these parts.
staying until the last dog is hung,
2.
i think to myself.
i wonder what the hell that phrase means
and where it came from.
after a few minutes, i give it up.
there’s one fish
in the ice chest
up on the bow,
which gives me a feeling
of satisfaction.
there’s no reason to be greedy,
i think to myself,
but secretly,
i am greedy for another fish.
3.
johnny cash,
i think to myself.
“but little they know
that it’s so hard to find
one rich man in ten
with a satisfied mind.”
damn,
is my mind satisfied or what,
i think to myself.
i find myself smiling.
4.
kill bill.
uma thurman
comes to mind.
that time in the airport
on kauai.
i was sitting on the floor,
leaning up against the wall,
my gear beside me;
as she walked by,
she looked over
and smiled at me.
if I was quentin tarantino,
i’d sure as hell put her
in every movie i ever made.
for quite some time,
i was living
in an uma thurman reverie.
ice-nine
i think to myself.
maybe uma thurman
is a member of my karass?
maybe I’m the ... what was it? …
oh, yeah,
the wampeter.
was that cat’s cradle
or the slaughterhouse-five?
after a few minutes,
i give it up.
5.
the light fades.
reluctantly,
i reel up
and stow the rod.
i crank up the big mercury outboard motor
and pull the anchor.
back at the stern,
my hand on the tiller,
the current takes the bow
and turns the boat around
and i start down river.
i open it up
and quickly the boat
is on plane,
running effortlessly.
the spray comes over the bow
and stings my face
as the boat arcs gracefully
around a big sweeping bend
in the river.
for fifteen or twenty minutes
i come down river
at full throttle
until the bridge comes into view
and the dock beyond it.
i think about running
straight out over the bar
and into the ocean
and the fast-sinking sun,
but at the last minute
i turn and lay off the gas
and the big wake behind me
propels me towards the ramp.
kodak e100vs
color slide film
zero image 69
pinhole camera
Carmine Falcone had approached Drury Walker and our band of merry misfits with a simple job. We were sent to steal the blueprints from some rich stiff, giving us the codes to several of Gotham's high profile banks. My job was to break in. Blake provided look out, Eraser was on clean up duties and Cavalier was on getaway duties. How could it have gone so wrong? How could that single, stupid night put me of all people in Vigilante's lethal cross hairs?
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Blake- Stick with the plan this time, eh kid?
Chancer- Yeah Tom, I know the drill. Get in get out.
Blake- Good. Noah said there's a family of four in there: a mom, dad, two kids. They're all sleeping. Try not to wake them.
Drake- Good luck, my light footed friend!
Chancer- Heh. I don't need luck
Len- Famous last words.
Chancer- ... Thanks Len
====Inside====
Chancer- Blueprints... blueprints... blueprints... phew! Blueprint hunting is hungry work.
*Chancer opens the fridge and helps himself to a beer. He sees something wrapped in foil. A roast beef joint*
Chancer- Ah, who leaves a Sunday roast in the fridge? That shit needs to be eaten on the day. Rich folks taking food for granted... Hmm... I'll just heat that up
*Chancer puts the joint in the oven*
Chancer- Now for those blueprints...
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*Leonard Fiasko kept to himself, it's the way he liked it. But that didn't mean he liked silence. He leaned over to Cavalier, and tapped on his shoulder*
Len- Hey, King Charles, see what's on the radio
Cavalier- Very well my pencil necked compatriot! Ah the mighty Neil Diamond!
Len- Neil Diamond? Turn that up will ya?
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*Chancer spots the blueprints*
Chancer- Bingo! Gah, what's keeping that roast? I guess I'll just have to microwave it
*Chancer takes the roast out the oven and puts it in the microwave. It starts to beep. Very loudly*
Woman-*From upstairs* Matthew? Is someone down there.
Man- I'll go see dear.
*The man picks up a shotgun and heads downstairs. He spots the strangely dressed man watching the microwave and speaks up "What are you doing down here?" In a panic Chancer throws his beer bottle at the man, apparently killing him. His distraught wife lets out a scream*
Woman- Matthew! Oh my god Matthew!
Chancer- Ssh! Ssh!
Woman- You killed him!
Chancer- No, I didn't *looks down* Ok, maybe I did
Woman- Someone help!
Chancer- Oh shut up will you
*Chancer picks up the closest thing to him, a metal die and smacks it on the woman's head*
Chancer- Ok. Ok. Breath. Breath.
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Len- Sweeeeeet Caaaarolineeee! Da da daaa! Bad times never been so so good
Drake- So good so good so goooood
Len- Sweeeeet Caaaaarolineeee!
Blake- This is torture. I'm checking on the kid
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*Chancer carries the man's body upstairs, groaning as he does so*
Chancer- Urgh. Maybe urgh lay off the Chardonnay eh man?
*As he turns back, he finds Tom Blake in the doorway looking on*
Blake- Chancer? What the-?
Chancer- It's not what it looks like
Blake- So you didn't wake up the couple and kill them in a panic?
Chancer- Fine. It is what it looks like.
Blake- I'm going to help you but only if you don't speak of this. Ever.
Chancer- Even if I say I did it on purpose?
Blake- Yes.
*Blake and Chancer carry the bodies upstairs*
Blake- Let's get them into bed. Pretend it was a mob hit. Slit their throats will you?
Chancer- Seems a bit much.
Blake- Well, they're not going to get more dead are they?
*They hear something moving about*
Blake- What the fuck now?
Dog- Woof!
Chancer- Oh god! My allergies
*The dog jumps on Chancer and starts biting him, tearing into his arm, leaving scars that'll stay to this day*
Chancer- Nice doggie! Nice doggie!
*Blake comes up behind the dog and stabs it. Viciously*
Blake- I. Fucking. Hate. Dogs.
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*Fifteen minutes later, Blake shoves Chancer back into the car, the pair of them bloodied. Len looks at the rearview mirror, and nods*
Len- How'd it go?
Blake- Shut up and drive.
...
Drake- Dost any of thou smell burning?
Chancer- Oh shit. The roast.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malam_Jabba#
Malam Jabba (also Maalam Jabba, Urdu: مالم جبہ) is a Hill Station in the Karakoram mountain range nearly 40 km from Saidu Sharif in Swat Valley, Khyber Pakhtunkhwa, Pakistan. It is 314 km from Islamabad and 51 km from Saidu Sharif Airport.
Malam Jabba is home to the only ski resort in Pakistan.[1] The area also contains two Buddhist stupas and six monasteries that are scattered around the resort. The presence of the monuments at such a height indicates that the area has been inhabited for over 2000 years.
Two trekking trails are located near the Malam Jabba resort. The first passes through the Ghorband Valley and Shangla Top and starts about 18 km from the resort. The other trail passes through the Sabonev Valley and is about 17 km from the resort.
Malam Jabba ski resort
The Malam Jabba Ski Resort, owned by the Pakistani Tourism Development Corporation, had a ski slope of about 800 m with the highest point of the slope 2804 m (9200 ft) above sea level. Malam Jabba Ski Resort was the joint effort of the Pakistan government with its Austrian counterpart. The resort was equipped with modern facilities including roller/ice-skating rinks, chair lifts, skiing platforms, telephones and snow clearing equipment.[citation needed]
In late June 2008, the Malam Jabba Ski Resort was set on fire and destroyed after being closed for more than a year. Residents said a large portion of the resort had been reduced to ashes and the militants also damaged chairlifts and a tower belonging to the meteorological department. The Pakistani government had long since lost control over the administration and security of the valley and had abandoned the resort, laying off its employees there. This was due to the war in the Swat valley between government security forces and Taliban militias (who were likely relocating from nearby FATA and Afghanistan).[2] The Pakistani government accepted a Taliban truce in the Swat valley.[3] The Taliban started infiltrating armed members into the adjoining state of Buner and openly invited Osama bin Laden. In May 2009 however the army started an offensive against the Taliban and retook the town.[4] The ski hill at the resort has now been rebuilt and is fully operational.[5] The ski track has undergone reconstruction and rehabilitation.The hotel is still awaiting reconstruction.
My contribution to the LUGNuts 25th Build Challenge. This is a microscale homage to Nathan Proudlove's miniland scale Scooby-Set.
Fred: "Hey, stoner loser, you take the dog in that direction, and don't forget to poop-n-scoop. I'll take the chicks in this direction for a bit of a "Mystery Inc" 3-way. Daphne, you really need to lay off the donuts."
This is me taken before my speech at the China Development News Conference 2011-09-28 - Beijing ; PRC.
I did the editing myself!
I have been ill since 2011-07, but I still made my trip by train to Beijing to give speech at the said conference. After the speech, the next day; I am completely unable to stand, walk or seat for long.
Can you see I still put up the smiling pose for the portrait. This is taken by the professional photographer's of the China Government admin. press office.
I must thank you all for the support even I am out of action in flickr.
Lives have not been easy for me at home and here. I have not given up to advocate my visions & speak-up for our generation's & our siblings generation's.
Since, the 80's I already foresaw how our generation's creating wealth & then when we aged, our wealth that built have been long gone.
In my much earlier post, I had said that, we all don't want to be failure in business, being lay-off; broken family; our home become toxic home; even our life-line of $3000 have been taken by the IRS; Credit Cards & Financial Institutions slap high financial charges to forced bankruptcy. Robbing the Middle Class & Aids to the Rich is where the world governing Economy System by and large today! Thus putting all of us into poverty.
But in reallity these are all forced on us. All of US are hard working & the pioneer's of the Knowledge Based economy. However, we have been written off by the so call "Financial Economy System".
You may heard again & again China is depriving the rights of our opportunities & thus we goes into the situations that we are today. That is not the actual facts.
As in my post www.flickr.com/photos/charliebrown8989/4170746564/ I had single out to the press then that when an organization collapse of the middle class; like what IBM; Philips does in the mid- late 80's, that would cause the critical issue of harmony of the hierarchical structure of the people nature.
At the Information Technology for the World Future Conference, Aug --1989 Nagoya; Japan. I said that the hierarchical structure of top-middle-lower cannot be wape-out of any layer in order to maintain the structurer harmony. The same facts were written in my paper to Philips Supervisory Board & Philips Board of Management entitle " Creating An Excellence New Philips Corporate Culture".
1998 I was the Chairman of the Global e-Commerce Council's, I had said that beside "Digital Have & Have Not ", We will be facing the future of "Widening Gap Between The Rich & the Poor."
Our 2003 .COM became .Bomb; then the administration still using the Landbase Economy to perk-up the economy that is the major cause of our big bang on economy, during 2007-2009.
In between 2007-2008 I was involved in EDU, I have met people who are ex- director of IBM, NASA, MIcrosoft, Boeing, CitiBank..HP, CA, CISCO, Oracle, ..I have even lower myself applying job as technical support, plumber, Electrician, PC Technician, Security, Safety Officer at the Casino...but there are no job.
The truth is that the knowledge Based jobs'; such as software production, system programming; professional services; customer Service Center;.. R & D had gone to countries like India; Phillipines; Vietnam; Malaysia; South Africa, Kenya, West Africa, the industries that stay in China are still those smoke stack industries! For those R & D & Software jobs that in China mainly are for the China Market only because of the Chinese Language National variance issue.
Being almost over 1.5years in China, I have found that China have even facing the greater issues & risk of the collapse of the Landbase Economy. Currently there are 25% of the 1.5B people are considered as middle class which inclusive of the 5% are rich class, the rest of the 75% are in poverty. In additions to the Chinese Brain Drain! There are strong facts & figures shown that there are an extrodus of the Chinese middle class & the rich out flow to Europe; Australia; Singapore; Malaysia,Canada & more so to our country USA!!
I have reasons to believe that It is not China interest to see the failure of Euro & our Economy system. If that happened, then it would lead to the total collapse of the China's own economy.
To continue...
...or should that be diarrhea? Hey man, you need to lay off the habaneros!
A bunch of people witnessed this sight to behold.
The Ravenswood Ambulance Building, constructed in 1904, has played an important role in the Ravenswood community providing assistance for the sick and injured. This role expanded when the hospital closed and it has continued its community service as a venue for regular clinics held by the Royal Flying Doctor Service for over thirty years.
Ravenswood was one of several important goldfields in which formed a major component in the development of North Queensland. The need to access and exploit gold finds determined the path of railways, the establishment of related industries and commerce and the location of settlements. Some of these were short lived 'rushes', where tent and shanty townships disappeared almost as quickly as they rose. Other settlements based on goldfields became established towns with government and civic buildings, shops and family homes and survived as such. A few became important centres, only to fade away as gold yields fell. Ravenswood was one of these.
The area was first settled by Europeans following the establishment of Bowen in 1861. Pastoral runs were soon set up in the hinterland, including the area on which the Ravenswood field was to develop. The first gold in north Queensland had been found at Star River in 1865 and triggered further exploration. Gold was found at Merri Merriwa, the run on which the town of Ravenswood stands, in 1867, although it was reported as being on the adjoining property of Ravenswood, the name by which the field was always known.
Much of the gold initially found was in a triangle in and around three dry creeks which soon formed the focus for a tent and shanty settlement. Ravenswood gold was in reefs and a small battery was first set up in 1869, followed by the Lady Marian Mill in 1870. The settlement was also surveyed at this time, but by then the goldfield itself, and the buildings and streets already established had shaped the town and the survey merely formalised what was already in place. This can still be seen clearly in the irregularity of the major streets. Ravenswood was gazetted as a town in 1871, but problems were soon encountered as the gold at deeper levels proved to be finely distributed in ore containing other minerals and was difficult to separate either by mechanical or chemical means. This required greater capital to fund various technologies for extraction. Many miners left for other fields, such as Charters Towers, discovered in 1871 and which quickly overtook Ravenswood as a gold producer and as the most important inland North Queensland town.
Despite this, Ravenswood continued to prosper due to a steady, though reduced, production of gold, the discovery of silver at nearby Totley in 1878 and as a commercial centre. By 1874, the town had a courthouse and police station, a post and telegraph office, and a school. The first hospital was established by subscription in 1871. The stability of the town was also assisted by the arrival of the railway in 1884 and the use of improved means to extract gold from ore. A new generation of public buildings began to replace those from the early days of the field, including a new hospital built in 1887.
In 1899, the New Ravenswood Company was formed by A.L. Wilson who raised overseas capital, reopened old mines and used modern methods to rework tailings more efficiently. The shareholders recouped their investment in the first two years and this drew world-wide interest. It was the beginning of Ravenswood's most prosperous period.
In the 1890s the perceived need to provide trained assistance and transport to hospital for the sick and injured resulted in the formation in Brisbane of the Queensland Ambulance Transport Brigade. Charters Towers set up the second branch of the QATB in 1900, needing it not only as a major city, but also as a mining town. Mining had always been a dangerous occupation and rapid growth tended to overtake the provision of safety measures, making serious accidents not uncommon. This was also the case in Ravenswood where between 1879 and 1917, 22 miners were killed and 116 injured in the course of their work. The water supply was also unsafe and there were periodic outbreaks of serious illnesses caused by this. The ambulance centre was established in Macrossan Street, a date commemorated on the parapet of the current ambulance building. Ambulances were equipped with harnesses which were used to pull up injured men from mine shafts. In 1904, the current building was constructed to serve 4700 people, the highest population level that Ravenswood would ever have.
After 1908 the town began to decline and the hospital closed. As time went by the cost of extraction grew as returns lessened and Wilson lost money searching for 'mother' lodes at deep levels and began to lay off miners. A strike in 1912 dragged out for eight months causing hardship and although judgement eventually favoured the miners, Wilson could no longer afford to employ many of them. The decline of the Ravenswood mines continued with the outbreak of war in 1914 increasing costs and disruptions to the labour supply. Buildings began to be sold for removal and in 1916 rail services were cut. In 1917 the New Ravenswood Company closed.
In the 1920s most of the timber buildings in Ravenswood were moved away, although brick buildings, such as the Ambulance station, could not be moved. Ravenswood Shire was absorbed into Dalrymple Shire in 1929 and in 1930 Ravenswood became the first Queensland town to lose its railway connection and therefore the use of the railway ambulance which had served Ravenswood from Charters Towers since 1919. Mining had a modest revival in the 1930s, but this had little effect on the life of the town. By the 1960s Ravenswood had reached its lowest ebb with a population of about 70. At this point, tourists began to take a growing interest in the town, studies were made of the buildings and work began to conserve them. In the 1980s the whole town was listed by the Australian Heritage Commission and the National Trust of Queensland. In 1987 Carpentaria Gold Ltd opened a new open cut mine using modern heap leaching processes.
Following the closure of the hospital, the ambulance service had often provided medical advice. The centre was staffed until the 1950s although the buildings was also used intermittently for storage. In the 1960s the Flying Doctor began to hold a monthly surgery in the building. Clinics held by the Royal Flying Doctor Service have continued to the present day.
The building underwent considerable repair and refurbishment in the 1990s and continues to provide medical services for the community through clinics. It also houses a part time children's play group and the State Emergency Service has storage facilities built in a shed to the rear in 1997.
Source: Queensland Heritage Register.
I said to myself last night, that I would lay off flickr for awhile.
haha! Why lie to myself like that? I am sooooo a flickr addict.:O)
Good night all and Happy 4th of July!!
View In Small On Black / View In Large On Black
Hi Everyone,
It's been almost a month since my last upload so I figured I should put something up. Sorry for being gone for so long. Unfortunately life has been pretty eventful. Work is back in lay-off mode and I'm currently backfilling for two people who have left and a third who is on vacation for March Break. That plus a bunch of other things not worth talking about have meant a lot stress and I haven't felt in the mood to do anything with my photos. Instead I've been taking out my stress playing video games and reading... in other words just getting away from it all without actually leaving! LOL!
Hope you're all well. I'll be around soon to look at the wonderful works you've created over the last month.
This is a shot from the fog series, taken behind the Parliament Buildings in Ottawa.
The Kingston’s - Issue #7 “Vacuum”
Coby: “I’m just saying, maybe we should lay off of this Hope guy. He doesn’t want A.N.G.E.L. knowing his identity, it’s understandable.”
Susan: *sighs* “Our Dad built A.N.G.E.L. for a reason, Coby. You know why... but maybe we can compromise.”
Coby: “Um, Susan? I-I can’t breathe.’”
*Coby stumbles over to the docks grabbing at his throat and pulling his T-Shirt away from his chest like it’s crushing his lungs. Susan runs over to him as she sees him turn towards her, his face twisted with fear and panic. Just as she’s about to reach him a male figure emerges from behind the crates smacking his elbow against her cheek. Susan is knocked off balance and proceeds to go after Coby, not caring about the new person who just struck her. She then realises that she too is struggling to breathe. She grabs Coby holding him in place as he grips her hand silently wheezing and gasping desperately for air. She turns to the figure with a very angry look. The mystery man’s suit whirrs as it sucks the air around them into its ventilation system. She notices he has a tank of oxygen strapped to his back with a breather, filtering the stolen air into his mask.*
Unknown: “3... 2... 1.”
*Suddenly the man’s suit hisses realising compressed air. She drags Coby close to the man and sees Coby’s breaths becoming deeper as he inhales the free oxygen. Susan breathes heavily holding her brother up and glares at the faceless man who begins to advance towards them.*
Susan: “Who the hell are you?”
Unknown: “Vacuum.”
*Susan catches her breath taking a large inhale and pushes Coby behind her as he slowly recovers from his dizziness. She swings her fist at Vacuum who blocks it and catches her roadhouse kick with the other hand, flipping her awkwardly in the air. She tries to land but comes down a little heavy on her feet causing her to be too slow in dodging Vacuum’s strike to her stomach. She grunts forcing herself upright and deflects a palm strike to her sternum, twisting his wrist behind his back and slamming his face through one of the crates. He lets out a distorted grunt and dislocates his own shoulder intentionally to escape the hold and knees her gut. The move catches Susan off guard and she slams her boot into his chest.*
Vacuum: “You’re good, even when you’re breathless.”
*Vacuum grunts popping his dislocated shoulder back in place against the railing. Susan looks back seeing Coby pulling out his chain and give her a sharp nod, he was serious. Vacuum glances at Coby then at Susan and his suit begins to whirr once again.*
Coby: “Susan, he’s doing it again!”
Susan: “Just stay behind me.”
*Susan runs at Vacuum who purposely tries to distance himself, obviously trying to suffocate her once again. However, when Susan gets close enough he grabs a crate swinging it at her, she ducks and delivers a swift uppercut to the jaw. He releases the container from his grip in mid-swing and it flies through the air. Coby’s eyes widen slightly but due to the lack of oxygen, he’s too slow to react. The crate smacks off his chest knocking him over the railing and he lets out a brief scream hitting the water. Susan looks back sweating and she struggles to breathe, her breaths getting shorter and thinner as time goes on. She blocks Vacuum’s elbow strike and flips back running over to the railing, she peers over, seeing the water foam. No sign of Coby.*
Susan: “COBY!”
Vacuum: “He’s got about 15 seconds to surface until he loses consciou- AGH!”
*Susan growls striking Vacuum across the face making him drop to his hands and knees where she repeatedly kicks him until he’s too weak to crawl. Then without hesitation she runs and dives in after Coby piercing through the water like a knife, guess those diving lessons as a girl came in handy after all.*
I don't know what it is about Rapunzel. Madalyn West described getting the perfect Rapunzel doll as a white whale for her, and I totally agree. Maybe its because unlike most of the other Disney princesses, there isn't a doll available off the shelf, as it were, that looks anything like her! Whatever it is, there are quite a few of us here who seem to be after the same goal.
My original goal was movie accuracy, and I still think the Disney on Ice head sculpt comes the closest there; I also like the proportions of the Pullip/J-doll type 4 on her. I love my Disney on Ice girl dearly; in fact I thought I wouldn't be doing any more Rapunzels after her.
But I couldn't resist a new head sculpt. As the actual movie character, I wasn't really loving her, but in her modern AU guise, she's actually become one of my favourite dolls - to the extent that I maaaay have dropped a good £25 on shoes and clothes for her. It's as though I've been liberated from what were the shackles of movie accuracy, and I'm actually having a lot of fun with it.
All her new togs come from the Bay. I saw the shoes and had to get them for her - they're for the Tangkou range of dolls officially. The rest is assorted second-hand stuff. Some of it needs alterations, etc. but there are some really nice pieces there.
(She's actually got a new body, too. Her original body had some nasty staining all over the legs from the leggings she was originally wearing; I got a fair bit off, but it was still rather noticeable. I managed to pick up a few Simba Super Model dolls too, so I gave her a nice new unstained bod. Yes, I will be needing to lay off the eBay purchasing for a bit.)
The G.I. Joe Persuader, now there was a Joe vehicle that could take a beating! I went a bit Bricklink happy on this to get all the dark green pieces and I hope I can lay off doing that for a while: the result was good but the process stunk.
Send in the HISS tanks Cobra, Backstop and Jinx are ready!
i'm going to see tim burton's "alice in wonderland" today with two of my friends i haven't seen in forever. i'm excited. i adore alice in wonderland.
anyway, not much to say about the picture, none of my ideas are quite coming out the way i want them to. i think i need to lay off the self portraits...
This another official autumn aspen image for the series. I refused to let this autumn's color sleep under it's imminent coat of snow until one more foray into the high country. That's several for me this fall. When it's tea time, don't make lemonade! Here's another. Phil and I were sniffing the perfume in this grove of pine and aspen, on the trail east of Smith Lake up the Taylor Mountain Road where we squeezed into some parking. We traveled the Peak to Peak Highway north toward Allenspark and turned right onto Taylor Mountain Road. Here, east of Allenspark, we found only one car up here and they found us to tailgate on this glorious day. The wagon road through the autumn aspen, over to here is nearly apparent but skimpy. Phil snagged the taller part of this stump laying off to the side. It had leaves all about, too.
In the old days, a lot of timber was cleared for housing, fences and fuel but we could not confirm much was being removed up here. There would have been a lot more timber in a lot more accessible areas close to housing. This tree was cut and simple left to rot. Taylor Road is an access to wonderful treks in the high country to magnificent views of much higher country. We are paralleling the Rocky Mountain National Park off to the west. Atop Taylor, one should be able to spot climbers in colorful jackets on their final leg up the south pitch of Long Peak. Sometimes climbers founder on the big notch between Meeker and Longs.
Cellophane Tape Day Is May 27
"Honey, what are the kids doing all wrapped up in that tape?"
"Well, dear, their bandages were coming loose and they had to hold it together with something. And we're too Scotch to buy new bandages for them!"
In the early 1920s, Richard Gurley Drew worked at the Minnesota Mining and Manufacturing Company, now known as 3M, which at the time made sandpaper. Drew delivered sandpaper samples to auto body shops and saw the frustration that car painters had when painting two-tone color cars. Surgical adhesive tape, library pastes, and homemade glues were used to hold newspapers on cars when painting, and as the papers were removed, sticking residues often remained, that ripped off some of the paint when they were peeled off.
Drew invented masking tape, and created it with crêpe paper, cabinetmaker's glue, and glycerin. It adhered well to cars when painting, and also came off easily afterward without taking paint away. It was marketed as Scotch Masking Tape in 1925. The name "Scotch" stems from an ethnic stereotype that said Scottish people were stingy. Some stories claim that the tape didn't adhere well at first, or didn't have adhesive in the middle of it. The stories purport that Drew was told to go back to his "Scotch" bosses and to tell them to add more adhesive, or that they asked him why he was being so "Scotch" with the adhesive. It is unclear if Drew actually had these conversations, but nonetheless, the name stuck, as did the final version of the tape.
In 1929, Drew came up with the idea of using DuPont's recently invented cellophane to make tape. Cellophane was moisture proof and was used to wrap baked goods and grocery items. He wanted to invent a tape made of cellophane that would seal cellophane packaging while blending in, so as to not be seen. The machinery that had been used for applying adhesive to masking tape didn't work with the cellophane tape, and the glue that was used in masking tape didn't look good on the transparent tape. New machines were made, and a new, clear adhesive made of oil, rubber, and resins helped create a successful clear cellophane tape. It was originally given the name Scotch Cellulose Tape and later became Scotch Transparent Tape. It was revealed and began being marketed on January 31, 1930, and its patent was published on May 27 of the same year. This is why Cellophane Tape Day is celebrated today and this year, it’s 90th birthday!
At first, it did not seem that the new tape would be needed. DuPont had come up with a cellophane that could be sealed with heat, so the new tape was no longer needed to seal packages. The Great Depression also was beginning, which did not seem like the best time to begin marketing a new product. But in an era when being thrifty was a necessity, Scotch tapes' wide range of applicability made it popular. It was perfect for making simple repairs around the house. It could be used to mend books, curtains, sheet music, clothing, fingernails, cracked eggs, cracked ceiling plaster, and for many other things. It eventually was used as an "anti-corrosive shield" in the Goodyear Blimps. As the company prospered and was one of the few that didn't lay off workers during the Great Depression-they continued to innovate. A dispenser with a cutter blade was marketed in 1932, and in 1939 the now popular snail-shaped handheld tape dispenser was created. Richard Gurley Drew is now in the National Inventors Hall of Fame. Today many manufacturers make transparent adhesive tape out of cellophane, but most people still call it "Scotch tape." It is believed that transparent tape is now used in 90 percent of homes.
How to Observe
The day should be celebrated by using cellophane tape. Besides using it on paper, there are many other ways you could use it:
make a tape ball
remove hair, fur, and lint from clothing and upholstery
clean your keyboard
tape broken crayons
repair frayed shoelace ends
temporarily repair things, such as broken glasses
use it to do your nails
use as a bandage if a first aid kit is not available (But do get first aid!)
pick up tiny pieces of broken glass
pick up those punched out ‘dots’ from a hole punch from the floor
put it over labels to keep them from smudging
use it to wrap a gift
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Come outside,(lay off) come outside (shove it)
There's a lovely moon out there (you are a one)
Come outside,(all right) come outside (not for too long)
While we got time for a bit of slap and tickle (I'll slap and tickle you in a minute)
~Mike Sarne 1962... 2 weeks at #1
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Scanned slide from June 1998, on my way out of town to Marquette for call to run to St. Paul for the railroad, I seen the CC&P had a grain train leaving with a match set of red 38's. Unfortunately I didn't make that trip for the IMRL I had to lay off after call (damn flat tires), instead I chased this eastbound grain train east out of Waterloo. Here the 38's pound east of Jesup.
Lukas: “How did I get roped into this?”
Tilda: “It’s Okay, handsome, you’re with Me!”
Lukas: “What am I wearing? What are you wearing for that matter?! What’s with your hat?”
Tilda: “Hey, lay off the hat! I love this hat.”
Lukas: “Woah, You’re not wearing shoes!”
Tilda: “Yeah, no big deal. We’re like snow deamons, or whatever, I don’t know, it doesn’t matter! Let’s make out!!
Lukas: “Oh, um, sorry, I’m kind of “with” someone right now?”
Tilda: “Yeah! You’re -with- ME!”
Lukas: “um, no?”
(These shots are from Monday, and this is as light as it’s gotten in DAYS! Nothing but white overcast sky since the weekend and it is STILL snowing!!!❄️❄️❄️ More snow shots incoming!)
Today, I said goodbye to 120 friends/co-workers as they were officially layed off. I will miss each and every one of them. We all tried so hard to make it work.
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Someone's coming after me? But who? I mean, I haven't even been the Flash for all that long! So why? Anyways, I keep patrolling. But my patrol around the city leads to a couple minor muggings and robberies being stopped, but nothing major in the grand scheme of things. So I end up going home, as I'm now starving! As I speed in the front door, the newspaper starts flying everywhere, before stopping myself in the kitchen.
"I'M BACK!!" I announce excitedly. Barry looks up from the kitchen table, and notices me standing there.
"Hey Bart, welcome back! How was school?" He says with interest, as he gets up to give me a hug.
"It was just as slow, long, and boring like every other day of school." I reply, as I embrace his awkward hug, trying to get out of the hug as soon as possible.
"I know it may be boring for you, but you made a promise to Max. School goes hand in hand with you having a secret identity."
"Yeah.. Just wish it was at least more fun."
"It's only as fun as you make it. Anyways, I heard about how you stopped White Lightning tonight.. Nicely done!"
"Not to toot my own horn or anything, but it was pretty easy! White Lightning keeps trying the same things, and none of them work. She did mention that someone will be coming for me though.."
"Coming for you? I mean the Flash has a lot of enemies, but most of them are in Iron Heights.. Maybe there's a new player in town..
"Maybe.. Though, it doesn't matter too much until he actually shows up.. So, any new cases you've been working on? Something that yours truly can help with."
"You know I'm not really supposed to talk to you about ongoing cases Bart."
"I'm aware.. But how am I supposed to catch whoever it is, if I don't know what's going on Barry?"
"Fine.. Recently, I've been working on a cases of seemingly unconnected murders. One was burned to death, another frozen solid, than there was one that got electrocuted. Remind you of anyone?"
"Yeah of course.. Heatwave, Captain Cold, and Weather Wizard.. Three of your old sparring partners that makeup the Rogues."
"Right. But the thing is, two of them are in Iron Heights currently and Heatwave is apparently on vacation in Aruba or something.."
"Yep, Heatwave is on vacation.. So it's probably a copy cat right?"
"Could be, though most of the time copy cats are sloppy, leaving fingerprints behind that the original wouldn't leave. But whoever did it was very meticulous in making sure there were as little things to trace it back to them as possible."
"Hmm. Well, I guess I'll check the usual hideouts, and see if anything pops out."
"Wait.. Before you run off, there's some people I want you to meet."
"Ookay? Is there people hidden in a closet or something I don't know about?"
"Not here Bart.. At STAR Labs. People who could help you for when you're the Flash."
"Since when do I need help? I mean you were the Flash for a long time, and you didn't have a team helping you.."
"Well to be fair, you're way younger than I was when I first became the Flash. With age, comes experience. Which is something you don't have much of right now. Also your impulsive nature doesn't really help things. Besides, I already called them, and said we were coming."
"So you don't trust me to do the job on my own.. Good to know. Fine, I'll go. Doesn't mean that this 'Team Flash' will be a thing though."
"I'm just trying to make sure you don't get yourself killed. I'm sure you'll change your mind once we get there. Also, they only know me as a CSI, so you'll have to be my transportation." Me, picking up Barry Allen.. Man, what a joke. I'm sure I'd be laughed at, if anyone else was watching. Thankfully no one is.
"Have you gained weight recently? May have to lay off the Krispy Kreme's for a while." I say, as I finally am able to lift him up. With that, I run towards STAR Labs. It's only a minute or so later, that I arrive with Barry at STAR Labs. Feels like it looks different every time I come here, but maybe that's just cause it has to get rebuilt so often. Anyways, as we enter the building, Barry walks up to the front desk, and starts talking to the woman sitting there. I pace back and forth, as others look at me with such confusion. Others oddly find it amusing, and start giggling. It takes what feels like eternity for me, before she motions for me and Barry to follow her. She gives me a weird look, but given the circumstances, it's understandable. We go through a series of hallways, and doorways, before we reach our destination. I open the door, with Barry following in behind me. In the room, there are sets of computers, and lab equipment. Looks like there are a few other rooms, as I see a door on the left, and right hand side of the room. There's a guy sitting in the computer chair, with spikey black hair, along with an older gentleman standing next to him. He's wearing a lab coat, with brown hair that reminds me of my own. The man in the lab coat turns around and notices us standing there in front of the doorway.
"Ah, they're here!!" He walks up to us, and Barry shakes his hand.
"Darwin! It's good to see you old friend." Old friend? I don't remember any Darwin's being in the history books as Barry's friend.. Guess I must've missed something..
"You too Barry. Been too long!"
"So how do you two know each other exactly?" I ask, still confused on how they know each other.
"My bad.. Flash, this is Darwin Elias. He's a research scientist that used to work at CCPD." Still not ringing any bells.. Weird..
"But when lightning struck so many times during that Speed Force Storm, I decided my efforts would be better spent here at STAR Labs. Helping new speedsters understand what's happened to them on a cellular level, so they can adapt to those changes. Also gives me the opportunity to learn more about the Speed Force, and how it exactly works." Darwin says, almost interrupting Barry.
"Oh, okay. Nice to meet you, Doctor Elias." I vibrate my voice when I speak as the Flash, so that others don't catch on to my secret identity.
"Likewise Flash! I look forward to working with you." He reaches his hand out to shake mine.
"The jury's still out on that. I only agreed to meet after all."
"Fair enough.." Darwin pauses, before speaking up once again. "Albert, come over here."
"Just a sec, and I'll be right there." 'Albert' after a few taps on the keyboard, gets up off of the chair, and walks up the stairs to where we are standing.
"Hi! The name's Albert Lim. I'm the tech specialist around here. Speaking of which, I could upgrade your suit for you, if ya want."
"No thanks.. I'm good. Works great just the way it is right now." Why change something that's not broken?
"Alright, well let me know if you ever change your mind. Marissa's gonna freak when she hears about this.. She's a big fan of you, Flash."
"Really? Where's she at? Always crash meeting fans." Wonder if she's cute. Guess I may have to stick around for a little while.
All of the sudden, there's this beeping that keeps going, until Albert goes to the computer, and taps a few keys.
"We got trouble. Home invasion reported in the Brookfield Heights area. Looks like a meta as well."
"You're up Flash!" Darwin says with enthusiasm.
"Do you at least have a specific address for me?" I ask, before Albert hands me what looks to be a communication device.
"I'll let you know on the way.. So does this mean you're in?"
"We'll see how this goes first." I look at Barry, and he has the goofiest grin on his face, as I try not to accept this whole thing.
"Hey, he didn't say no, so I'd call that a win!" Albert cheers, as I run off to the Brookfield Heights area of the city. This team thing could either blow up in my face, or it could be exactly what I need. Either way, we'll soon find out which of the two it is.
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
History
United States
NameChateau Thierry
NamesakeChâteau-Thierry, France
BuilderAmerican International Shipbuilding
Cost~$2,000,000
Yard number678
Laid down25 January 1919 as Skanamania
Launched24 December 1919
CompletedJune 1920
Acquired
By the Army: 1921
By the Navy: 15 July 1941
Commissioned
Army: 1921 - 1941
Navy: 6 Aug 1941 - 9 Sep 1943 1940
Army: 5 Mar 1944- 1946?
Honors and
awardsOne battle star for World War II service
FateSold for scrapping, 17 June 1957, to Ziedell Explorations Inc., Portland, OR.
General characteristics
TypeDesign 1024 ship
Displacement9,050 tons (lt)
Length448 ft
Beam58 ft
Draft28 ft
PropulsionSteam turbine
Speed15 knots
Complement253
Armament(WWII) 1 x 5"/38 caliber dual purpose gun, 4 x 3"/50 caliber dp guns, 8 x 0.5 in (12.7 mm) machine guns
Chateau Thierry was a troop transport that served with the US Army and US Navy. Originally built for service during the First World War, the ship arrived too late to see service in that war, but operated as an army transport, USAT Chateau Thierry, between the wars. With America's entry into World War II, the vessel was transferred to the US Navy and redesignated USS Chateau Thierry (AP-31). In 1943 she was transferred back to the Army and converted into a hospital ship, USAHS Chateau Thierry, in which role she was to serve for the remainder of the war.
Chateau Thierry was built in 1921 by the American International Shipbuilding Corporation at Hog Island, Pennsylvania. She was transferred from the Army to the Navy 15 July 1941, and commissioned into the latter 6 August 1941, Commander J. K. Davis in command.
Prewar Army service
Chateau Thierry played a part in the assumption by the United States of responsibilities in the western Atlantic in the period before entrance into World War II as she carried Army and civilian personnel and cargo from Brooklyn, New York, to ports in Greenland, Iceland, and Nova Scotia, between 13 September 1941 and 2 January 1942.
The ship's first captain, Jerry Allen, sailed her maiden voyage as a U.S. Army Transport from Baltimore to Manila in 1921. He captained the Chateau Thierry on a number or trips from the east coast to Pacific ports. One started in 1925 in Manila, stopped in San Francisco, traversed the Panama Canal and docked in New York.[1]
War Department plans to establish bases in Greenland, known by the code name "Bluie" were at risk when Navy notified Army that ships could not be spared ships for a required two month layover.[2] The recently acquired Munargo being transferred to Navy for that purpose and addition of Chateau Thierry was the solution.[2] The Army's Greenland force had been scheduled to depart 19 May 1941 but repairs were required for Munargo delayed departure until 19 June when Chateau Thierry and Munargo with 469 officers and men of the force departed New York bound for Argentia, Newfoundland where they would refuel and await news of ice conditions.[2] The ships departed Argentia 30 June and arrived off Narsarssuak, Greenland to establish Bluie West One as the major Army and Navy base in Greenland.[2]
World War II
On 15 July 1941 Chateau Thierry was transferred from Army to Navy and continued operations between Brooklyn and outposts in Greenland, Iceland, and Nova Scotia during September 1941 and 2 January 1942.[3]
With the entry of the United States into the war, she sailed from Brooklyn 15 January 1942 carrying some of the first American troops to cross to Northern Ireland. Chateau Thierry sailed on to Scotland to embark British troops and sailors for transportation to Halifax and New York City. Two more voyages with soldiers from New York to Argentia, Newfoundland, followed, and on 19 May, she got underway for Charleston, South Carolina, to embark Army and civilian passengers. She sailed on by way of Bermuda for a round of calls at African ports, sailing south around Cape of Good Hope for Eritrea, where she landed the last of her passengers and took a new group on board. On her return passage she picked up Navy gun crews and other survivors of two merchant ship sinkings, at west African ports.
Invasion of Sicily
Chateau Thierry resumed her transport duty to the North Atlantic until 29 April 1943, when she cleared New York for a voyage to North Africa, well escorted in a safe passage. Returning to New York, she embarked soldiers and sailors, and cleared 10 June for Oran, arriving 21 June. Here she prepared for the invasion of Sicily, for which she sailed 5 July. Assigned to the floating reserve, Chateau Thierry lay off the hotly contested Gela beaches 10 July as the assault began, and late in the day began landing her reinforcements, continuing into the night. She remained off Sicily for 2 days, firing to aid in turning back the heavy German air attacks, and taking on board Italian prisoners of war.
Returning to Bizerte 13 July she landed the Italians, then returned to Sicily to embark members of naval units not needed ashore now that the landings had succeeded. Laden with German prisoners of war at Oran, Chateau Thierry sailed 9 August for New York which she reached 22 August.
Conversion to hospital ship
Sailing on to Boston, she was decommissioned there 9 September 1943, and returned to the Army who used her as a hospital ship for the remainder of the war. Chateau Thierry was one of the 12 hospital ships that were involved in the Invasion of southern France. The ship was also in North Africa, Sicily and Italy at Anzio.
Awards
Chateau Thierry received one battle star for World War II service.