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Predictions 007 - In the Year 2000 - December 1900 - Ladies Home Journal - FINAL by Johnny El-Rady

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In December 1900, the Ladies’ Home Journal publishes 28 predictions for the year 2000!

This article was written by civil engineer John Elfreth Watkins, Jr. who claimed to have surveyed “the most learned and conservative minds in America… the wisest and most careful men in our greatest institutions of science and learning.”

The 28 predictions cover various topics including travel, the transmission of information over great distances, and biological and genetic mutations.

Please judge for yourself how close to reality these were 😊.

The actual article can be found here:

babel.hathitrust.org/cgi/pt?id=mdp.39015011411264&seq=12

A transcript which I used is here:

earlyradiohistory.us/1900next.htm

Trail going CW just before Sol Duc Park panorama by jaythom256

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For more stories like this, visit www.jaysjourneys.com.

The Back-Story

I had tried unsuccessfully 3 times to hike the High Divide loop this year. The first time I just got lazy and decided that a weekend at home sounded nice. The second time, my job at the last minute required me to be at home for some on-line training over the weekend. The third time I was due for an overnight hike and thought I would drive out to the campground at Sol Duc on a Saturday, camp and get a really early start the next morning and do the whole loop in a day. As I was packing to leave on Saturday the 19th, I got a phone call and learned that my brother had passed away. Needless to say my plans for the weekend had changed. I won’t get into all the details but I will say that his passing was unexpected and the cause at this point is unknown. Needing time to reflect on his life, needing some time to myself to reflect on the things that are important to me and my family and really needing to finally get this trail on my ‘been there done that’ list, I decided to head out on Saturday the 26th of Sept 2009 to hike it.

The Hike

I got up at 4:45 AM and was out the door by 5:00. Driving from Silverdale, I got to the trailhead at 7:15 AM, beating Google Maps drive time prediction by 15 minutes. I was on the trail at 7:20 and it was already light out but the sun had not yet arrived in the Sol Duc River Valley. Taking my time hiking, not wanting to maintain a breakneck speed, yet not taking much in the way of rest breaks, I figured if I maintained a 2 mph pace throughout the hike I would be done with the hike in about 9 hours or so. I figured I should be done around 4:30 PM giving me plenty of daylight left as this time of the year it gets dark around 7:15 PM. So after hiking for a couple miles, I had Yogi on the brain and I was intermittently calling out “hey bear, Yogi bear” to give warning to any bears that might be in the area, even though I knew they were probably all up in the higher alpine zone eating berries. After calling out to the bears on my third or fourth time, I heard a crashing in the woods to my left. I looked up to see what was moving and it was a big Roosevelt bull elk. He ran up the trail in front of me and paused long enough for me to take his picture but my flash went off and the picture came out black. The elk ran again and I figured he was gone so I put my camera away. No more than 500 yards up the trail, I look up and there he is again, standing in the middle of the trail. I dug my camera out to shoot him but he was on to me and he bolted again. OK, this time I’m not going to put the camera away. I hiked on and he was on the trail again just like last time except now I had my camera out, I just needed to turn it on. Snap, damn flash again! This time he runs up hill. I tried desperately to take his picture but it just wasn’t meant to be I guess. I did get one but it was so blurry you can barely tell there is an Elk in it. Oh well. I hiked on. Before coming here I had asked a few people which was the best direction to go on the loop. Clockwise or CCW? I received advice from both people claiming one way was better than the other. In the end, I listened to my friend Mike’s reasoning that the lighting was better for photos during the time of day I would be hiking if I went CW, but I can see why a lot of people would go the other direction, the views are different. If you go clockwise, you will have a long gradual approach before you gain much elevation. It is mostly a river valley hike in the woods for a good 5 or 6 miles before you get many views. Eventually you do start to climb a little and you will get to Sol Duc Park where there is a campground. I didn’t see anyone at the campground when I arrived, in fact I only saw one couple on the trail up to this point. They were camped at the little campsite at Rocky Creek near the Appleton Pass junction and it looked like they had just woke up. I had already been on the trail for a couple of hours by that point. When you get close to Sol Duc Park, the forest opens up a little and there are some nice meadows filled with blueberries. My sense of smell is not what it used to be, due to allergies and medications to allergies I have taken in the past. Something has to have a pretty strong scent usually before I can smell it, so maybe it was my imagination or maybe it was real, but I could swear I could smell the blueberries. It smelled just like blueberry pie to me, and it was such a strong scent. The blueberries themselves were everywhere. I stopped several times to munch on them, they were fantastic. I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many blueberries, the bushes were just loaded with them. The bears wouldn’t go hungry this year! So after Sol Duc Park, the trail climbs again for a mile or two and crosses a little stream. The creek is the outlet stream of Heart Lake. I have seen Heart in pictures on-line and in books for many years and was excited to see it in person. When I got close, a couple returning from their overnight hike stopped and I asked them if they had seen any bears. The gentleman said that he saw the biggest bear he had ever seen the night before near the privy and said it must have weighed at least a thousand pounds. I pointed out the bear I could see up on the mountainside that looked like a speck it was so far away. Him and his wife said they saw it earlier but had lost track of it and were happy to see it again. Now I don’t know if black bears get up to a thousand lbs or not, but I will take his word that it was a big bear. I’m not surprised really with the amount of berries they have to eat this year. So I finally reach Heart Lake and I’m not too impressed. Maybe it’s all the people congregating near the outlet stream as I first see it, I don’t know. I didn’t even stop. I just kept on hiking past it. Once I got near the top and looked down, I was much happier and could see the famous heart shape it was named for. I was very close to my first views of Olympus and I was pretty stoked! I hiked on and finally reached the divide. It was magnificent. Olympus was much bigger than I imagined. Of course I had seen Olympus before, just never this close. I was very impressed. I hiked a little further and stopped to take a bunch of pictures and videos. I could see clouds down in the Hoh Valley and I wanted to make sure I got some good shots before any clouds obscured the view. After taking a bunch of photos, I was standing there just mesmerized by the beauty of the whole thing, reflecting on the hike. Thinking about my brother and the life he led. Thinking about my life and what I could do to improve upon it, how I could be a better husband and father. All of a sudden, during my reverie, some of the clouds from the valley started spinning around all crazy like and I took what I consider to be one of the better photos I have ever taken. It certainly is odd to say the least. I won’t go so far as to say I see Jesus in it or that its anything other than a big swirl in the cloud, but look at it and let it speak for itself. I don’t think I could ever come close to taking that picture again, even if I made it my life’s ambition. I think it was a one in a million shot, at least for me. So getting done with the photo shoot, I hike on and start seeing more people on the trail. I get to a point where I can finally see the Seven Lakes Basin and I pass a guy with a day pack coming from the other way. I said to him “nice day for a day hike”. He said it was and that he thought we were at about the half way point. I looked at my GPS and we were indeed about 9 miles into it. The trip was half over. On I hiked with Olympus on the left of me and the Lakes Basin on the right. Expansive views in every direction. These are the reasons for which I hike. Soon I came to a little side trail and there was a guy sitting there picking blueberries. After consulting my map I came to the conclusion that this was the side trail to Bogachiel Peak. I asked the blueberry picker how far it was to the top and he said “only five minutes, definitely worth it”. Two minutes later as I stood at the top, someone’s cell phone rings and he starts a conversation with someone else, laughing about how he can’t believe he has reception up here blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Bogachiel was too crowded for me so I took a couple pictures and left. The berry picker asked how I liked it and I said it was nice but a little crowded. He apologized and said that was his group up there which made me feel like a jerk for saying that. Sometimes I forget that the mountains are for everyone and not just my own pleasure. It’s hard to share sometimes but I don’t go there to be around people and phones and all that nonsense. I go to the mountains to free myself from it. To be able to fart or scratch my butt whenever I want to, or unlike when I’m in my car, to actually be able to pick my nose and not be seen doing so! I won’t go so far as to say that I’m looking forward to hike naked day, but I think you catch my drift. Soon I’m walking over to the junction of the Hoh Trail which rests on a neat little saddle. There are more people congregating here so I pass them and take a few shots of the junction which also marks the beginning of my downhill trek and final leg of the hike. Only 8 miles to the car! So on the way down, the trail skirts below Bogachiel Peak and with the fall colors, the hillside is very beautiful. As I’m hiking down I keep hearing a shrill whistle that I think is a hawk but all I see flying around is a big raven. I keep hiking and the whistle gets louder and louder occurs every time the big raven flies by. I notice movement on the hillside and see a great big old marmot watching me and I realize that it is the marmot whistling not a hawk. So this is why it’s called a whistle pig. I have seen lots of Marmots before, but I never recall hearing one whistle. It is much louder than I thought it would be. It must have been whistling to warn it’s friends of the big raven that was flying around. Down the trail I went, looking over my shoulder the whole way to see what I might have missed by doing the trail clockwise. Soon I was at the Seven Lakes Basin trail. I passed a couple of ladies on their way up and they said hi as we passed. One of the ladies turned and said “oh by the way there is a big bear sitting on the trail about 40 paces down the way”. I say oh really? She says no just kidding. Hardy har har. I actually wanted to see a bear other than one so far away it looked like a little speck, oh well. After a while I let a couple of people pass me as they keep gaining on me every time I stop to take a picture. Before long I am passing them again as they stop to throw rocks in an un-named lake just before Deer Lake. I stop too as I haven’t had lunch yet and I wanted to give them a chance to hike ahead of me so I don’t have to listen to them prattle on about God knows what (did I mention I enjoy my solitude?). It must have been around 2:00 PM or so when I stopped and it was nice to take a break after so many hours without really stopping for more than five minutes at a time. I took a good 20 minute break, ate a sandwich and took some pictures of the little lake. Soon I was hiking again and came to another lake, could this be the Deer Lake I see on the map? More photos of the nice reflections on the lake and I was off again. Not much further and I see a little wooden boardwalk style trail going through a marshy area and I see a sign that says welcome to Deer Lake. Oh good, now only a little over 3 ½ miles to go. Up to this point in my hiking career, the farthest I have ever hiked was a trip I did when I was much younger up to Flapjack Lakes and back which, if memory serves me correctly is about 16 miles round trip. On this hike I felt pretty tired at about mile 12 but once I got to around mile 16 I felt like a second wind had come on. Down the trail I went, deeper into the valley towards the Sol Duc. I eventually came to a bridge crossing the Canyon Creek which the trail follows from Deer Lake. Not much farther now. I finally reached Sol Duc Falls. There were people milling about and I felt kind of sorry for them. Sol Duc Falls is pretty but nothing compared to what I had seen today. Oh yeah, as an afterthought I took a picture of the falls too. Only .7 miles to go! Up ahead I saw someone that looked familiar. It was the day hiker that I passed going the other way at the top of the divide. I called to him and he slowed down to let me catch up so we could chit-chat. I compared notes with him and found out that he started hiking only five minutes earlier than I did. Upon further investigation I discovered that he had been to several of the same hikes that I had done this year. We both hiked Burroughs Mountain at Mount Rainier on the same weekend. We both hiked some of the same hikes in the gorge this spring. We both hiked Umtanum over near Yakima this year. What a small world, and how odd to go in different directions of the loop starting and ending at almost the exact same times. Before I knew it I was back at my car. The time was 4:40 PM so I was pretty close to my estimation of 9 hours hiking time. What a great hike. Maybe I will do it again next year from the other direction.

This trip report is dedicated to the memory of my brother Jeff Steveson.

Aug 25th 1959 – Sept 19th 2009

Rest in Peace Brother

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En l’an 2000_Jean-Marc Côté_No.02_Une fête des fleurs by Johnny El-Rady

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A Festival of Flowers

This gallery depicts a series of futuristic pictures by the French painter Jean-Marc Côté and other artists issued in 1899, 1900, 1901 and 1910. Originally in the form of paper cards enclosed in cigarette/cigar boxes and, later, as postcards, the images described the world as it was imagined to be like in the then distant year of 2000.

At least 87 were produced, and I have managed to capture 73 of them 😊. While a few were on point (A version of Skype or Facetime), many were wildly off-tangent (underwater croquet, anyone?). And all are definitely worth a look!

Sources: All images are in the public domain; Most were obtained from gallica.bnf.fr/

, although I had to edit a few to render them in higher resolution.

Prediction by Nigel Parker

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Predictions by Emma

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Wasn't sure where to go with the camera today...my friend at work said it must be hard finding things to take photos of in the same few places, and I said it would be easier soon as the seasons started to change... 'there'll be crocuses soon' I said. And then I went to the park across the road and there they were :-)

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Heart Lake Panorama by jaythom256

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For more stories like this, visit www.jaysjourneys.com.

The Back-Story

I had tried unsuccessfully 3 times to hike the High Divide loop this year. The first time I just got lazy and decided that a weekend at home sounded nice. The second time, my job at the last minute required me to be at home for some on-line training over the weekend. The third time I was due for an overnight hike and thought I would drive out to the campground at Sol Duc on a Saturday, camp and get a really early start the next morning and do the whole loop in a day. As I was packing to leave on Saturday the 19th, I got a phone call and learned that my brother had passed away. Needless to say my plans for the weekend had changed. I won’t get into all the details but I will say that his passing was unexpected and the cause at this point is unknown. Needing time to reflect on his life, needing some time to myself to reflect on the things that are important to me and my family and really needing to finally get this trail on my ‘been there done that’ list, I decided to head out on Saturday the 26th of Sept 2009 to hike it.

The Hike

I got up at 4:45 AM and was out the door by 5:00. Driving from Silverdale, I got to the trailhead at 7:15 AM, beating Google Maps drive time prediction by 15 minutes. I was on the trail at 7:20 and it was already light out but the sun had not yet arrived in the Sol Duc River Valley. Taking my time hiking, not wanting to maintain a breakneck speed, yet not taking much in the way of rest breaks, I figured if I maintained a 2 mph pace throughout the hike I would be done with the hike in about 9 hours or so. I figured I should be done around 4:30 PM giving me plenty of daylight left as this time of the year it gets dark around 7:15 PM. So after hiking for a couple miles, I had Yogi on the brain and I was intermittently calling out “hey bear, Yogi bear” to give warning to any bears that might be in the area, even though I knew they were probably all up in the higher alpine zone eating berries. After calling out to the bears on my third or fourth time, I heard a crashing in the woods to my left. I looked up to see what was moving and it was a big Roosevelt bull elk. He ran up the trail in front of me and paused long enough for me to take his picture but my flash went off and the picture came out black. The elk ran again and I figured he was gone so I put my camera away. No more than 500 yards up the trail, I look up and there he is again, standing in the middle of the trail. I dug my camera out to shoot him but he was on to me and he bolted again. OK, this time I’m not going to put the camera away. I hiked on and he was on the trail again just like last time except now I had my camera out, I just needed to turn it on. Snap, damn flash again! This time he runs up hill. I tried desperately to take his picture but it just wasn’t meant to be I guess. I did get one but it was so blurry you can barely tell there is an Elk in it. Oh well. I hiked on. Before coming here I had asked a few people which was the best direction to go on the loop. Clockwise or CCW? I received advice from both people claiming one way was better than the other. In the end, I listened to my friend Mike’s reasoning that the lighting was better for photos during the time of day I would be hiking if I went CW, but I can see why a lot of people would go the other direction, the views are different. If you go clockwise, you will have a long gradual approach before you gain much elevation. It is mostly a river valley hike in the woods for a good 5 or 6 miles before you get many views. Eventually you do start to climb a little and you will get to Sol Duc Park where there is a campground. I didn’t see anyone at the campground when I arrived, in fact I only saw one couple on the trail up to this point. They were camped at the little campsite at Rocky Creek near the Appleton Pass junction and it looked like they had just woke up. I had already been on the trail for a couple of hours by that point. When you get close to Sol Duc Park, the forest opens up a little and there are some nice meadows filled with blueberries. My sense of smell is not what it used to be, due to allergies and medications to allergies I have taken in the past. Something has to have a pretty strong scent usually before I can smell it, so maybe it was my imagination or maybe it was real, but I could swear I could smell the blueberries. It smelled just like blueberry pie to me, and it was such a strong scent. The blueberries themselves were everywhere. I stopped several times to munch on them, they were fantastic. I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many blueberries, the bushes were just loaded with them. The bears wouldn’t go hungry this year! So after Sol Duc Park, the trail climbs again for a mile or two and crosses a little stream. The creek is the outlet stream of Heart Lake. I have seen Heart in pictures on-line and in books for many years and was excited to see it in person. When I got close, a couple returning from their overnight hike stopped and I asked them if they had seen any bears. The gentleman said that he saw the biggest bear he had ever seen the night before near the privy and said it must have weighed at least a thousand pounds. I pointed out the bear I could see up on the mountainside that looked like a speck it was so far away. Him and his wife said they saw it earlier but had lost track of it and were happy to see it again. Now I don’t know if black bears get up to a thousand lbs or not, but I will take his word that it was a big bear. I’m not surprised really with the amount of berries they have to eat this year. So I finally reach Heart Lake and I’m not too impressed. Maybe it’s all the people congregating near the outlet stream as I first see it, I don’t know. I didn’t even stop. I just kept on hiking past it. Once I got near the top and looked down, I was much happier and could see the famous heart shape it was named for. I was very close to my first views of Olympus and I was pretty stoked! I hiked on and finally reached the divide. It was magnificent. Olympus was much bigger than I imagined. Of course I had seen Olympus before, just never this close. I was very impressed. I hiked a little further and stopped to take a bunch of pictures and videos. I could see clouds down in the Hoh Valley and I wanted to make sure I got some good shots before any clouds obscured the view. After taking a bunch of photos, I was standing there just mesmerized by the beauty of the whole thing, reflecting on the hike. Thinking about my brother and the life he led. Thinking about my life and what I could do to improve upon it, how I could be a better husband and father. All of a sudden, during my reverie, some of the clouds from the valley started spinning around all crazy like and I took what I consider to be one of the better photos I have ever taken. It certainly is odd to say the least. I won’t go so far as to say I see Jesus in it or that its anything other than a big swirl in the cloud, but look at it and let it speak for itself. I don’t think I could ever come close to taking that picture again, even if I made it my life’s ambition. I think it was a one in a million shot, at least for me. So getting done with the photo shoot, I hike on and start seeing more people on the trail. I get to a point where I can finally see the Seven Lakes Basin and I pass a guy with a day pack coming from the other way. I said to him “nice day for a day hike”. He said it was and that he thought we were at about the half way point. I looked at my GPS and we were indeed about 9 miles into it. The trip was half over. On I hiked with Olympus on the left of me and the Lakes Basin on the right. Expansive views in every direction. These are the reasons for which I hike. Soon I came to a little side trail and there was a guy sitting there picking blueberries. After consulting my map I came to the conclusion that this was the side trail to Bogachiel Peak. I asked the blueberry picker how far it was to the top and he said “only five minutes, definitely worth it”. Two minutes later as I stood at the top, someone’s cell phone rings and he starts a conversation with someone else, laughing about how he can’t believe he has reception up here blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Bogachiel was too crowded for me so I took a couple pictures and left. The berry picker asked how I liked it and I said it was nice but a little crowded. He apologized and said that was his group up there which made me feel like a jerk for saying that. Sometimes I forget that the mountains are for everyone and not just my own pleasure. It’s hard to share sometimes but I don’t go there to be around people and phones and all that nonsense. I go to the mountains to free myself from it. To be able to fart or scratch my butt whenever I want to, or unlike when I’m in my car, to actually be able to pick my nose and not be seen doing so! I won’t go so far as to say that I’m looking forward to hike naked day, but I think you catch my drift. Soon I’m walking over to the junction of the Hoh Trail which rests on a neat little saddle. There are more people congregating here so I pass them and take a few shots of the junction which also marks the beginning of my downhill trek and final leg of the hike. Only 8 miles to the car! So on the way down, the trail skirts below Bogachiel Peak and with the fall colors, the hillside is very beautiful. As I’m hiking down I keep hearing a shrill whistle that I think is a hawk but all I see flying around is a big raven. I keep hiking and the whistle gets louder and louder occurs every time the big raven flies by. I notice movement on the hillside and see a great big old marmot watching me and I realize that it is the marmot whistling not a hawk. So this is why it’s called a whistle pig. I have seen lots of Marmots before, but I never recall hearing one whistle. It is much louder than I thought it would be. It must have been whistling to warn it’s friends of the big raven that was flying around. Down the trail I went, looking over my shoulder the whole way to see what I might have missed by doing the trail clockwise. Soon I was at the Seven Lakes Basin trail. I passed a couple of ladies on their way up and they said hi as we passed. One of the ladies turned and said “oh by the way there is a big bear sitting on the trail about 40 paces down the way”. I say oh really? She says no just kidding. Hardy har har. I actually wanted to see a bear other than one so far away it looked like a little speck, oh well. After a while I let a couple of people pass me as they keep gaining on me every time I stop to take a picture. Before long I am passing them again as they stop to throw rocks in an un-named lake just before Deer Lake. I stop too as I haven’t had lunch yet and I wanted to give them a chance to hike ahead of me so I don’t have to listen to them prattle on about God knows what (did I mention I enjoy my solitude?). It must have been around 2:00 PM or so when I stopped and it was nice to take a break after so many hours without really stopping for more than five minutes at a time. I took a good 20 minute break, ate a sandwich and took some pictures of the little lake. Soon I was hiking again and came to another lake, could this be the Deer Lake I see on the map? More photos of the nice reflections on the lake and I was off again. Not much further and I see a little wooden boardwalk style trail going through a marshy area and I see a sign that says welcome to Deer Lake. Oh good, now only a little over 3 ½ miles to go. Up to this point in my hiking career, the farthest I have ever hiked was a trip I did when I was much younger up to Flapjack Lakes and back which, if memory serves me correctly is about 16 miles round trip. On this hike I felt pretty tired at about mile 12 but once I got to around mile 16 I felt like a second wind had come on. Down the trail I went, deeper into the valley towards the Sol Duc. I eventually came to a bridge crossing the Canyon Creek which the trail follows from Deer Lake. Not much farther now. I finally reached Sol Duc Falls. There were people milling about and I felt kind of sorry for them. Sol Duc Falls is pretty but nothing compared to what I had seen today. Oh yeah, as an afterthought I took a picture of the falls too. Only .7 miles to go! Up ahead I saw someone that looked familiar. It was the day hiker that I passed going the other way at the top of the divide. I called to him and he slowed down to let me catch up so we could chit-chat. I compared notes with him and found out that he started hiking only five minutes earlier than I did. Upon further investigation I discovered that he had been to several of the same hikes that I had done this year. We both hiked Burroughs Mountain at Mount Rainier on the same weekend. We both hiked some of the same hikes in the gorge this spring. We both hiked Umtanum over near Yakima this year. What a small world, and how odd to go in different directions of the loop starting and ending at almost the exact same times. Before I knew it I was back at my car. The time was 4:40 PM so I was pretty close to my estimation of 9 hours hiking time. What a great hike. Maybe I will do it again next year from the other direction.

This trip report is dedicated to the memory of my brother Jeff Steveson.

Aug 25th 1959 – Sept 19th 2009

Rest in Peace Brother

En l’an 2000_Jean-Marc Côté_No.12_Dictant son courrier by Johnny El-Rady

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Dictating his Mail

This gallery depicts a series of futuristic pictures by the French painter Jean-Marc Côté and other artists issued in 1899, 1900, 1901 and 1910. Originally in the form of paper cards enclosed in cigarette/cigar boxes and, later, as postcards, the images described the world as it was imagined to be like in the then distant year of 2000.

At least 87 were produced, and I have managed to capture 73 of them 😊. While a few were on point (A version of Skype or Facetime), many were wildly off-tangent (underwater croquet, anyone?). And all are definitely worth a look!

Sources: All images are in the public domain; Most were obtained from gallica.bnf.fr/

, although I had to edit a few to render them in higher resolution.

En l’an 2000_Jean-Marc Côté_No.08_Le coup de l'étrier by Johnny El-Rady

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The kick of the stirrup

This gallery depicts a series of futuristic pictures by the French painter Jean-Marc Côté and other artists issued in 1899, 1900, 1901 and 1910. Originally in the form of paper cards enclosed in cigarette/cigar boxes and, later, as postcards, the images described the world as it was imagined to be like in the then distant year of 2000.

At least 87 were produced, and I have managed to capture 73 of them 😊. While a few were on point (A version of Skype or Facetime), many were wildly off-tangent (underwater croquet, anyone?). And all are definitely worth a look!

Sources: All images are in the public domain; Most were obtained from gallica.bnf.fr/

, although I had to edit a few to render them in higher resolution.

HALLOWEEN PREDICTIONS by rafeejewell

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It's time for Halloween! While the rest of us get ready with costumes, party and events, Second Life sim builders have created several places for us avies to explore.

We went to a few last week and ran into some incredible builds and artwork. All included haunted houses, pumpkin patches, Halloween shopping and music.

Paradise City sim featured House of Horrors, a mesmerizing psy place with cuddle areas for avies. We snuck a kiss in the purple and red bedroom LOL!

At the Pixel Trix sim, we found Octobervile. Then, the Dark Dharma on Dacia provided halloween themed costumes. I liked this one a lot! Very scarey and very cool navigation through the haunted house. At the haunted house for Dark Dharma, we even did a seance listening to very spooky voice of Vincent Price. Ooooooo.

But the very best was at Le Cimetierie, an old build featuring gothic church. We came back to this one twice, taking pictures at the church with both of us hanging from the cross. (shhh... a couple of Catholics being so silly) Notice Xavier praying below me. LOL!

Also, the first party we hit for Halloween theme was at BassLine Junkiez. DJ Doubledown Tandino was spinning a 70's pimp party. OMG, I never laughed so hard. Everyone sported an afro including me. (I can't believe we all had the same things in our inventory)

Doubledown spun Super Fly and tunes from Jackie Brown. I had 5 inch platforms and a disco dress while Xavier was dressed quite like a gangster. So fun. One avie sported a full on drug dealer costume LOL!

Halloween is fun. Explore the SL sims and enjoy these fantastic displays of goth, horror and surrealism. Ciao!

En l’an 2000_Jean-Marc Côté_No.66_Le barbier nouveau jeu by Johnny El-Rady

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The New-Fangled Barber

This gallery depicts a series of futuristic pictures by the French painter Jean-Marc Côté and other artists issued in 1899, 1900, 1901 and 1910. Originally in the form of paper cards enclosed in cigarette/cigar boxes and, later, as postcards, the images described the world as it was imagined to be like in the then distant year of 2000.

At least 87 were produced, and I have managed to capture 73 of them 😊. While a few were on point (A version of Skype or Facetime), many were wildly off-tangent (underwater croquet, anyone?). And all are definitely worth a look!

Sources: All images are in the public domain; Most were obtained from gallica.bnf.fr/

, although I had to edit a few to render them in higher resolution.

Get the Most Accurate Psychic Predictions - Psychic Will by Psychic Will

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En l’an 2000_Jean-Marc Côté_No.50_Un frotteur électrique by Johnny El-Rady

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Electric scrubbing

This gallery depicts a series of futuristic pictures by the French painter Jean-Marc Côté and other artists issued in 1899, 1900, 1901 and 1910. Originally in the form of paper cards enclosed in cigarette/cigar boxes and, later, as postcards, the images described the world as it was imagined to be like in the then distant year of 2000.

At least 87 were produced, and I have managed to capture 73 of them 😊. While a few were on point (A version of Skype or Facetime), many were wildly off-tangent (underwater croquet, anyone?). And all are definitely worth a look!

Sources: All images are in the public domain; Most were obtained from gallica.bnf.fr/

, although I had to edit a few to render them in higher resolution.

Page 0106 - Predictions by Running With Scissors 67

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預言。The prediction by vickie abby

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【英國動亂，紐約地震，波蘭總統失踪，賈伯斯辭職，格達費失踪，菅直人卸任，只告訴我們一件事：開始登船了…】

如果2012年真的是世界末日，

那是場華麗的結束　又或是　一場荒涼的落幕呢？

WEIRD Prediction Series by Cezar Berger aka Berje

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Trabalho desenvolvido para a série da Weird com outros diversos artistas.

Breaking Dawn Prediction! by Carmina Espeleta

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This is what I think Breaking Dawn would be like.

En l’an 2000_Jean-Marc Côté_No.70 by Johnny El-Rady

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Chasse aérienne

This gallery depicts a series of futuristic pictures by the French painter Jean-Marc Côté and other artists issued in 1899, 1900, 1901 and 1910. Originally in the form of paper cards enclosed in cigarette/cigar boxes and, later, as postcards, the images described the world as it was imagined to be like in the then distant year of 2000.

At least 87 were produced, and I have managed to capture 73 of them 😊. While a few were on point (A version of Skype or Facetime), many were wildly off-tangent (underwater croquet, anyone?). And all are definitely worth a look!

Sources: All images are in the public domain; Most were obtained from gallica.bnf.fr/

, although I had to edit a few to render them in higher resolution.

En l’an 2000_Jean-Marc Côté_No.59_Les plongeurs à cheval by Johnny El-Rady

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The Divers on horseback

This gallery depicts a series of futuristic pictures by the French painter Jean-Marc Côté and other artists issued in 1899, 1900, 1901 and 1910. Originally in the form of paper cards enclosed in cigarette/cigar boxes and, later, as postcards, the images described the world as it was imagined to be like in the then distant year of 2000.

At least 87 were produced, and I have managed to capture 73 of them 😊. While a few were on point (A version of Skype or Facetime), many were wildly off-tangent (underwater croquet, anyone?). And all are definitely worth a look!

Sources: All images are in the public domain; Most were obtained from gallica.bnf.fr/

, although I had to edit a few to render them in higher resolution.

Predictions 044 - Cessna Family Car of the Air - 1943 by Johnny El-Rady

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Cosmopolitan, September 1943

En l’an 2000_Jean-Marc Côté_No.73 by Johnny El-Rady

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Un avion torpilleur

This gallery depicts a series of futuristic pictures by the French painter Jean-Marc Côté and other artists issued in 1899, 1900, 1901 and 1910. Originally in the form of paper cards enclosed in cigarette/cigar boxes and, later, as postcards, the images described the world as it was imagined to be like in the then distant year of 2000.

At least 87 were produced, and I have managed to capture 73 of them 😊. While a few were on point (A version of Skype or Facetime), many were wildly off-tangent (underwater croquet, anyone?). And all are definitely worth a look!

Sources: All images are in the public domain; Most were obtained from gallica.bnf.fr/

, although I had to edit a few to render them in higher resolution.

Prediction by theilr

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Prediction is very difficult, especially about the future.

-- Niels Bohr

Deciding future marketing using predictions by deepak pal

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Predictive analytics helps e-commerce businesses in deciding future marketing strategies.

Predictions 038 - CompuServe Advert - 1985 by Johnny El-Rady

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x.com/oldschoolads/status/623529611616460800

1985 - CompuServe.

Old School Ads

@oldschoolads

En l’an 2000_Jean-Marc Côté_No.17_Un tailleur dernier genre by Johnny El-Rady

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A tailor of the latest trend

This gallery depicts a series of futuristic pictures by the French painter Jean-Marc Côté and other artists issued in 1899, 1900, 1901 and 1910. Originally in the form of paper cards enclosed in cigarette/cigar boxes and, later, as postcards, the images described the world as it was imagined to be like in the then distant year of 2000.

At least 87 were produced, and I have managed to capture 73 of them 😊. While a few were on point (A version of Skype or Facetime), many were wildly off-tangent (underwater croquet, anyone?). And all are definitely worth a look!

Sources: All images are in the public domain; Most were obtained from gallica.bnf.fr/

, although I had to edit a few to render them in higher resolution.

Night market dinner at the Shwe Ya Ti, Nyaung Shwe (ညောင်ရွှေမြို့) by Mary Loosemore

Thursday 31 October 2013: Nyaung Shwe (ညောင်ရွှေမြို့) / Khaung Daing (ေခါင္တိုင္)

My free day at Nyaung Shwe began with a glimpse of the local monks on their morning rounds before rendezvousing with Anna and Miriam at breakfast in the Hu Pin hotel's almost open air dining area. Our plan for the day was to hire bicycles and to find the hot springs on the west side of Inle Lake.

But first we headed into the town market in search of woven plastic baskets... First seen in Nyaung-U (ညောင်ဦးမြို့) and again at Kalaw (ကလောမြု့), the brightly coloured modern versions of the bamboo shopping baskets had been top of my souvenir list for a while but had proved elusive in Nyaung Shwe other than at tourist shops, where they came with tourist prices to match. We'd almost given up hope of finding them in the market when suddenly we saw a flock of ladies gather around a pair of opening shutter doors... through which bundles of packet baskets started to materialise. We had chanced upon the town's best basket shop - and, after watching a few local ladies and gents make their purchases, three baskets were duly bought.

Next stop, the post office. Small and off the beaten track, we followed instructions from the hotel's receptionist team and arrived just as the post office opened. Josh's prediction that no post card would make it back home was to prove unfounded - which meant my recipients ended up getting two each, with stamps commemorating the upcoming Southeast Asian Games being hosted by Myanmar. Success all round.

Back to the hotel to drop off our baskets and to pick up hot springs kit, and then on to hire bikes from a stall on the far side of the market. Although not in as good condition as the ones we'd hired for our Bagan explorations, our Nyaung Shwe bikes were hardy enough to get us out and about along the lakeside roads which came both surfaced and not.

A smashing day out, albeit not successful in terms of our planned destinations: the hot springs at Khaung Daing (ေခါင္တိုင္) have been turned into a tourist spa, but we had a lovely time cycling through the countryside as far as the Hu Pin Khaung Daing Village Resort where we pottered around manicured gardens and up to the pagoda at the top of a long flight of steps, rewarded with beautiful views out over the lake, a chatty, tubby, monk and more glittering, mirror mosaic decor. It turned out the rest of our group were at the hotel too, lunching on the restaurant verandah along with two other western girls - the only guests we saw in the whole place.

Retracing our steps (tyres) towards Nyaung Shwe, we stopped off at the Innoo Ancient Pagodas and paused at Khaung Daing opposite the hot springs to climb up to the pagoda (and spotted the bubbling public pool at the base of the staircase), where the guardian provided tea and snacks as we rested in the cool interior. Lots of interesting village life en route in both directions - schools, markets, shops, restaurants, and temples of course, and super helpful people every time we stopped for directions.

Cycling straight through Nyaung Shwe, we went in search of the Red Mountain Vineyards from whence we'd hoped to watch the sun set with a glass of red wine... but we failed to find the sign or the road - I wish I'd seen this map before! Instead, after a refreshing, farewell, juice at the lovely Aurora, we headed back across the river to the tree lined avenue we'd cycled along in the morning, and found a sunset spot with a view out over the ponds to an old monastery and the hills behind with a lone fisherman checking his nets closer by. Both our days at Inle Lake brought beautiful late afternoon light.

Back in Nyaung Shwe and having returned our bikes, we stood firm in our resolve to deny ourselves a third dinner at the Aurora - tempting though it was - opting for the night market instead. Home to a handful of food stalls with a welcoming sign-cum-menu listing all the dishes on offer at the entrance, it was hard to choose between the family run stalls so we plumped for the one that offered a Shan style food with an English version of their menu. At 500 kyat a dish we feasted on dishes whose names took our fancy, and topped it all off with a takeaway sweet paratha from the adjacent stand.

A day which brought home to me my good fortune in hooking up with fellow adventurers, Anna and Miriam.

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Predictions 035 - RCA Color TV - 1956 by Johnny El-Rady

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Collier's Magazine, 8 June 1956

En l’an 2000_Jean-Marc Côté_No.52_Un agriculteur très occupé by Johnny El-Rady

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A Very Busy Farmer

This gallery depicts a series of futuristic pictures by the French painter Jean-Marc Côté and other artists issued in 1899, 1900, 1901 and 1910. Originally in the form of paper cards enclosed in cigarette/cigar boxes and, later, as postcards, the images described the world as it was imagined to be like in the then distant year of 2000.

At least 87 were produced, and I have managed to capture 73 of them 😊. While a few were on point (A version of Skype or Facetime), many were wildly off-tangent (underwater croquet, anyone?). And all are definitely worth a look!

Sources: All images are in the public domain; Most were obtained from gallica.bnf.fr/

, although I had to edit a few to render them in higher resolution.

prediction by Wyatt Wellman

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What a beautiful sim filled with wonderful art; this was created by Nicolas Barrial/Nick Rhodes.

14 Josie @ Augusta Ga 03152014-17 size 9.5 - 3.5 inch heel boots by Predictions by Josie Karaoke

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Josie in Augusta, Georgia on March 15, 2014. I am wearing a green dress and a pair of size 9.5 - 3.5 inch heel camel color boots by Predictions.

Total Snowfall prediction by Shawn Wainwright

Predictions for Winter Storm Stella on 3-13-17.

sig by stir crazy

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***FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE***

Super Phat Productions Continues Its Trek Toward Elite Independent Status!

Detroit, Michigan April 23, 2009- Independent Hip Hop companies have survived predictions of their “impending death” more times than any other force in popular music. With four albums released in 2007, two album releases in 2008, and now three albums scheduled for release in 2009, Super Phat Productions (Stir Crazy) defies the odds and continues its trek towards elite independent status.

On the schedule for spring 09' are two eclectic album releases, "Stirred and Mixed VOL 3,” Stir Crazy’s highly anticipated 3rd full lengthed remix and mash up album produced by Stir Crazy and “Penny Dreadfuls,” a Dood Computer and Stir Crazy collaboration project. In circulation now is Dood Computer and Stir Crazy's lead off single and video “Rachel Profiling,” which a true heat seeker. View video here: www.Myspace.com/DoodComputer

Super Phat Productions is a company formed to act as a talent sources, production company and record labels in the traditional sense of selling manufactured music all under one roof. Super Phat Productions is one fo the fastest-growing independent e music companies in North America. The record label covers multiple music genres and styles. Super Phat Productions has built unique strengths in the development, production ,and marketing of music. “We are better then your favorite band or label, and if you don't agree i'll punch your face” says Dood Computer.

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Super-producer Stir Crazy has stamped his imprint on the music scene since 2003. His production has helped create career defining hits for artists such as Potluck, D12, Bizzy Bone, Toxsick, Kamal, Tre Pound, SOL, T.O.N.Ez, The Insane Clown Posse and many others. Respected beyond the genres of hip hop and urban music, Stir Crazy, has also been sought by superstars and underground legends whose music needs a new edge.

Born Jesse Elliott in Detroit, Michigan on December 23, 1986, Stir Crazy has had many reincarnations-- from a partnership in the label Super Phat Productions, and involved in a super group which consists of Dood Computer (of Doom Fist) and Himself.

Chop Shops smash hit single ‘Heart”, and Kamal’s debut cd Certified produced by Stir Crazy, introduced a unique style that defined the new wave of music in the years too come. Hip Hop and R&B with crazy effects held together by complex drum patterns. Death B4 Dishoner a group consisting of Lokey, T.O.N.Ez and Stir Crazy proved Stir Crazy could step out his normal boundaries and do heavy metal and rock production.

Recently he has helped form, and in a music group with Dood Computer from Albany, New York and about to release there new upcoming album. The reason this album is getting so much attention is because of the marketing. It is coming out on cassette tape only.

Stir Crazy’s sound is unexplainable, and meant to be listened to, not read….

His partnership with fellow producer Tre Pound, has spanned the untouchable label Super Phat Productions, and there trademark sound has spawned numerous imitators in the Detroit area. Still known as the originators of the new wave of Detroit sound when it comes to hip hop and R&B music.

Along the way he built an impressive arsenal of studio equipment, and worked/works at many studios in Detroit where he does most of his production. He regularly travels between his home studio and other studios around the area and other states working on many projects.

Stir Crazy’s genre breaking has changed music today and he takes pride in his success at staying ahead of the game with his experimentation and originality. Hard working and confident, his goal is to always stay ten steps ahead of the competitors while making fans not only hear but ‘feel’ music.

One thing Stir Crazy has on his side, other than incredible talent, is visibility. He has been featured on numerous websites as well as print.. He has been seen on several DVD’s, and he has a role in a feature film, Zombie Prom.. Then there are his numerous other appearances and accomplishments. He was named producer of the year by Juggalo News by voting of fans. The acknowledgment came as a surprise, he got a message that he was going to be featured, and there he was, without having to submit anything about himself. The word is out!

“You can accomplish any dream or goals in life, with hard work and confidence” says the dedicated Stir Crazy. He is a innovator of sound which continues to set new standards, while always expanding his musical palette.

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Artist that have purchased or been on Stir Crazy Beats....(non completed list)

A

Autopzy

Abica

Ajax

B

Blaze Ya Dead Homie

Boondox

Bizzare of D12

B-side

Bizzy Bone

Brutal

Ben Stockwell- Area 51 music

Big frame

Bankrupt

Big Sin

Brain Trama

Badluck

Big Jim/2 phat

C

Cartoon Killa

Chop Shop

CDC

Chris Brewer

Chief The Beast

Cellar Mannequin

Chuk Ruck

Creech

D

Dizzo

Doc Hollywood hustle

DJ Rick

Dez

Dr Gigglez

Disfucktional Phamily

Dead N Dirty

Dood Computer

Doom Fist

DarkHalf

Dj Rec

Dramadeus/2 fold horror

Dead Arm

Death B4 Dishoner

Dan tha Saltine

Duece Duece

Durty White Boyz

DCO

Delusional

Dynamic Duo

DJ Clay

E

Eklypze

F

Fury

Frantik

G

GM

G-Wizz

H

Harm

Half Fiction

I

Intrizink

Ikkurruz

Izzy Rotten

Ill E Gal

Ignited

Insane Clown Posse

J

Judge Cryptic

Jak Progresso

J Reno

J- Fill

Jenetiqs

J3

J-Kidd/J Truth/ JR Writer

K

Koopsta Knicca

King Kold

Kreepy-X

kLepTo

King Gordy

Kamel

Kasket Kyle

L

Lokey

LaVey

Lental

Leo Giovonni

M

Musa

McNastee

Mars

Mass Kunfusion

Mad Maxxx

Mad Max

MrPPV

Mr. Madman

Mr freeze

Maniaxe

Movement Records

N

Natural Dizaztaz

Noodle Nugget/Dredge

Non Shalant

O

Okkultlegion

P

Potluck

Pierre Vito

Pony boy

Poe Whosaine

Polo

Q

R

Renegade

Rone Bone

Rashak

Rated R

Raven Hunter

ROC

S

Scum

Sirkis

Spuratic

Squad 19

Skeptyk

Shyste

Sketch

Scum

Sean Strange

Sol

Saint Sinna

Slink Dogg

T

Twiztid

TBMA

Troubled Mindz

Trips

T.O.N.E.Z

Tony Sinister

Toxsick

U

V

Vishiss

W

Wayne Dub

X

Y

Y.U.G.

Z

4Saken

333s

2.DIE.4

En l’an 2000_Jean-Marc Côté_No.30_Station d'aéro-cab by Johnny El-Rady

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Aéro-Cab Station

This gallery depicts a series of futuristic pictures by the French painter Jean-Marc Côté and other artists issued in 1899, 1900, 1901 and 1910. Originally in the form of paper cards enclosed in cigarette/cigar boxes and, later, as postcards, the images described the world as it was imagined to be like in the then distant year of 2000.

At least 87 were produced, and I have managed to capture 73 of them 😊. While a few were on point (A version of Skype or Facetime), many were wildly off-tangent (underwater croquet, anyone?). And all are definitely worth a look!

Sources: All images are in the public domain; Most were obtained from gallica.bnf.fr/

, although I had to edit a few to render them in higher resolution.

sTIR cRAZY by stir crazy