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Biggs in heroic fighter pilot pose.
When the Special Editions came out, I thought it was a shame that they didn't restore the Anchorhead scenes. It would have been a more valuable addition than Rontos walking in front of the camera or Boba Fett breaking the fourth wall. It would have added more depth to Luke and Biggs' relationship and actually given the latter's death some emotional punch. It would also have pointed up Luke's journey, from loser kid patronised and barely tolerated by his so-called friends to true hero. The story is that Lucas dropped those scenes on the advice of his film school peers, on the grounds that they slowed the story down (where were they when he was making the Prequels?) but I've realised that it also avoids creating a plothole. Namely, how has Biggs got to Yavin IV so soon after telling Luke that he's going to jump ship & join the Rebels, which can only be a day or so before Luke leaves Tatooine. OK, Luke ends up there soon after, but he's escorting vital data and in the company of, first, a fugitive Jedi and, later, one of the leaders of the Rebellion that he's just rescued! Surely the Rebels would have exercised more caution in the case of Biggs, otherwise the Empire could have found the Rebel base a lot quicker simply by infiltrating someone into the Rebellion.
I was also perplexed that Luke & Biggs' reunion takes place in the hangar. Why wasn't Biggs in the briefing with all the other pilots? I considered the idea that Biggs had only just arrived and Luke was the one who vouched for him, something along the lines of : "Hey, Skywalker, you're from Tatooine, right? We've got this other guy says he's from there and that he's a pilot. We need pilots but we need to be sure of him before we bring him here. You ever hear of someone called Darklighter....?"
Of course, this ignores the fact that Red Leader is prepared to take Biggs' word about Luke's abilities, which suggests they've known each other for a while. So, as I said, the Anchorhead scenes create more problems than they solve!
While out today, I stopped at a local store that I adore, Heebe Jeebe. They're all sorts of clever and you see here what I purchased. I knew I was looking for this rainbow ornament after they posted it on Instagram. But then I saw this lumberjack. Sold. I guess my tree is going to be a little LGBTQ this year. Here's the funny thing - I didn't get the LGBTQ reference in the moment I was purchasing them. I just thought they were clever. Now I'm even happier that I did purchase them. I crack myself up with the obvious things I miss sometimes. Anyone else have moments like that?
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Brigitte esce dal mondo in bianco e nero per tuffarsi nei miei colori...
Out of black and white world, Brigitte enters my colours!
ICBC, BC's insurance company, yard full of written off vehicles
but not the Yellow Chevrolet pickup helping the blue Suburban
ICBC, Salvage yard,
Queensborough, New Westminster, British Columbia, Canada
i've had it with this headache.
i've had it with this heat, already.
i've had it with pain.
i've had it with things that keep breaking, ipods, laptops, cameras, bones.
i've had it with my still-healing, overly-scarred, already-fading tattoo.
i've had it with fear.
and here's the kicker.
all the right things, i tell myself daily:
it'lll get better.
it's cyclical.
just ride it out.
don't give up.
the tat can get retouched.
it's ok.
funny thing, depression.
how you can know all these things to be true,
and yet you sit there regardless in your squeaking office chair
numb as driftwood,
drifting.
wanting.
needing.
hating yourself for the drifting, the wanting, the needing,
cradling the ball of self-pitying angst in your belly
like a baby bird,
feeding it worms and chocolate
instead of starving it.
why?
because it's what you know.
even though you also know
what you should do
is kick it out of the nest
and watch it die.
so instead i get up. i take the excedrin. i eat a bowl of cereal. i put the camera on the tripod. i cut the new shade to size. i vaccuum. i do the dishes. i go to the store. i feed the cats. i water the flowers. i wash myself. i eat a sandwich. i make up the guest bed for pappas. i take a stronger headache pill. i nap. i eat dinner. i go to bed.
*looks out window*
*watches sparrow fly into nesting box with worm in mouth*
The sun was out the Owls were not the sun went in the Owls came out, will keep trying for the light. N.B. Have seen some lovely SEO images in great light on Flickr, Hilary, Davy, Geoff & Bill . by Tim
Continuing a series of experimental photos with a Kodak No. 1A Autographic Jr. (circa 1917). All settings are mentioned as they appear on the camera. If you are lost, I suggest starting with the first photo in the corresponding album.
Since the Autographic is slightly larger than the Premo, I thought it would be better to use it as a sort of "field camera;" using it to take photos of landscapes rather than portraits. Taking it out to the Indiana Dunes was a perfect excuse to test drive it.
Shutter: 100
Aperture: 128
Zoom: 100 ft
Holga 400
Dust. You can see the thickest clouds of dust raised by the vehicle on the road -- but you can't see the lingering dust suspended in the air. It just hangs there, invisible and dry, and when you step out of the car you don't really notice it. But it gets in your mouth and on your clothes and in your hair and on your camera; and when you get back in the car you feel mildly gritty and your hair feels like dusty straw and you need to rinse out your mouth. You have to keep the air vents on the car closed to outside air, or the dust drifts inside. It coats everything. Everything.
As my wife and I were driving Route 23 north in Kentucky headed towards West Virginia, I noticed a train headed in our same direction. I then noticed that the lead engine was a Canadian Pacific diesel, which I've never seen one in person. I looked at my wife and pretty much just said I was going to get ahead of it and stop to take a few pictures. Thankfully the tracks pace the road for several miles along that stretch of 23, so I sped up, got to a pull-off spot and was able to get out and snap some pictures.
The train consisted of a CP lead unit in tandem with a CSX engine, and then a long line of CSX coal hoppers. I snapped a bunch of pictures and then got back in the car. We got back on the road, and of course caught back up with the train. I again told my wife I was gonna get ahead of it and try to get one more set of pics, which she excitedly encouraged. I was able to get ahead of the train again, get pulled off, and setup to take another series of pictures at a different crossing.
I know for some, these pictures may be nothing special.....but for me, it was a little slice of excitement in what was an otherwise winding down road-trip as we approached Huntington WV, and then Teays Valley WV. Getting a chance to take some of my own pictures of a CP engine, and doing a quick train chase just made for an exciting evening for both of us.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=bVLETbzh85Q
You think it's fun to lie
Looking in my eyes
All the games you play
Take my heart away
You think it's fun to lie
Playing with my mind
Baby you should stop
Love or give it back
enjoy the song
BOX DATE: 2000
MANUFACTURER: Mattel
SPECIAL FEATURES: Roll out walls; working microphone; fold down dance floor
MISSING ITEMS: Cafeteria table, counter, 4 trays, 3 food dishes, 4 soda cans, 4 forks, couch, printer, laptop, phone book, 3 newspapers, magazines, 3 package, box
PERSONAL FUN FACT: The lockers pretty much sum up why my sister and I wanted this school. They really open, they look realistic yet colorful....everything you could want. This originally came with name stickers for the Generation Girls. But I got my school secondhand in the early 2000s. There were a few pieces of the name labels left, but most were gone or partially torn. So they eventually were all peeled off. That was fine with us, since Colleen and I rarely played with the Generation Girls in the school. Instead we had our usual cast of favorite dolls, which rotated around depending on the time frame. There would be a designated locker for School Photographer Becky, Pet Pals Skipper, 2001 Sparkling Jasmine...even Kid Kore Katie. It's interesting because Katie was eight....so I'm not sure why she'd have a high school locker. I even made little text books out of construction paper and gel pens for each of the dolls. I would do different fonts, copying names from my own textbooks. Sometimes I'd doodle on the covers, to make it look like the dolls got bored in class. The slide out walls also added some realism. It was a bummer we didn't get any of the furniture that originally came with this set. But we had so many dolls in play, that we couldn't have possibly fit them at the flimsy cafeteria table. So we just sat the dolls on the floor and pretended there was a table. Colleen and I always used our imaginations to fill in the missing set pieces or even characters we didn't have. The newspaper room was also a fun set to utilize. I really liked the copy machine...but I was bummed it wasn't three dimensional. The walls are vinyl which can be retracted into the school. This makes everything super compact and easy to store. However, when you store it for a while and then roll out the walls, they stay curled. So I always have to use putty to stick under the metal bases. This keeps the walls taught and straight. This wasn't so much an issue when I was a kid, because the school was set up ALL the time.
A well turned out example of the BSA marque, an L27 standard, built in 1922 and registered BF 5730, seen here on display at Beamish Museum.
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Sunset from New Brighton, Two Ladies take time out to watch
This is a Barbie Basics Collection Models. I need one more in this group and one of the Red Collection and my Barbie Basics Collection will be complete.
Clark County Museum, Henderson Nevada. Yashica D TLR, deep red filter, Fomapan 200 in Rodinal 1:100 full stand @ 1 hour
That is a fine hairstyle, cut straight at the neck with the longer front leading edge. My fave style. The hair looks freshly shampooed and alive in the sun light.
OUT TO PASTURE
“..she began to stand around the gate and expect things. What things? She didn't know exactly. Her breath was gusty and short. She knew things that nobody ever told her. For instance, the words of the trees and the wind. .. She knew the world was a stallion rolling in the blue pasture of ether. She knew that God tore down the old world every evening and built a new one by sun-up. It was wonderful to see it take form with the sun and emerge from the gray dust of its making. ”
― Zora Neale Hurston
Sunday traffic to and from Sydney CBD. I had to crop severely from the bottom of the shot as street furniture intruded and spoiled the look of the shot. No other way to deal with it.
This lovely creation was one of many gifts from my friend, Hinda Nathan (1919-2010). Other gifts she gave me include a thimble from Tunisia, a box from Nicaragua, and a pill box from Alaska. She was very generous with these little gifts. I treasure them!
Taken at The Regency, Laguna Woods, California. © 2014 All Rights Reserved.
My images are not to be used, copied, edited, or blogged without my explicit permission.
Please!! NO Glittery Awards or Large Graphics...Buddy Icons are OK. Thank You!
This description came with the doll ~
Makoti, a Zulu matron ~ A Zulu girl qualifies to wear the traditional Headdress (Gil writes ~ called an 'isicholo'...they're beautiful!) upon becoming officially married. She is now a Matron. In some areas, her mother will present her with a small doll to ensure health, wealth and happiness in her new life as a married woman.