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(Left to right) Sergeant Robinson and Spc. Carter chock the wheels of their favorite tool box while the Combat Service/Support Team NCOIC, Staff Sgt. West checks with his Soldiers. The CSS Team is going into "ready mode" for Warrior Battalion serving as a quick reaction force during January's severe winter weather in Georgia.
Released in 2010 by Hot Toys. I also bought this in 2014 as used with decent condition. Like so many other Iron Man figs I have not tried LED parts for it is bothersome tasks but hope they are all in good working order. I had a couple of faulty LEDs in other figs such as War Machine Mk II and Mk I ver. 2.0 but I either fixed it or got a replacement but now probably I would not bother for there are too many to care. One thing I don’t like about this one is the colour of the overall – due to licencing issue so I heard years ago – it is too brown. However, all in all, it is a good figure. It was reissued recently but I would probably not get it.
Snap Quick Unboxing Early Hot Toys Action Figure Iron Man Whiplash
One quick stop and up to lake. Should be riding by nine.
Brought my neck brace for riding. No repeating of last week.
Then everything thing depends on weather.
Have a few reports that have to go out. Can do those whenever.
Might rain today with high in fifties. So really up in air.
Winterizing place this weekend.
Tomorrow supposed to be dry for that. But if not to bad. Might do Sunday. Trees should be in full color. So lots of walks.
Have a nice weekend I'll try. Regardless of weather. Snow and cold is not so far away. So enjoy outside while you can.....🌹🌹🌹
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A quick montage video of me & my cousin’s afternoon outing at Lexington Reservoir County Park, located near Los Gatos, CA. We went here ultimately for my cousin’s mini photoshoot with her Puma gear lol. We also wanted to go out & take advantage of the rare, warm & sunny January weather. Temps reached up into the 70’s this afternoon which was unseasonably warm for this time of year. Due to the dry rainy season so far, the reservoir level was quite low. The views around were still quite gorgeous to say the least. We then left the park around sunset or so. To end the day, we grabbed something to eat (Taco Bell) & chilled back at my cousin’s place (parking lot)… ‘Til next time, stay safe out there everyone! (Outing taken place Saturday, January 16, 2021)
(My cousin made this video, so it's not mine.)
..... maybe a little piece of fudge!! We have the family and all the grand-kids visiting for dinner this evening so I need to grab an hour of pure relaxation before the onslaught!
Flickr Lounge - Saturday Theme (Week 51) ~ A Treat ....
Thanks to everyone who views this photo, adds a note, leaves a comment and of course BIG thanks to anyone who chooses to favourite my photo .... thanks to you all.
"The Man of 1,000 moves" Mike Quackenbush defeated "Gentleman" Jervis Cottonbelly in a highly entertaining opening match.
More to come - I'm taking advantage of the good light and time off work to take inventory of my collection. Then it'll be time to decide who gets voted off the island...LOL
I got water up my nose and had my staples soaked, but this photo was totally worth it. I believe the shutter was going 1/1250 seconds at f 2.8.
It reached 89 degrees Fahrenheit in Seattle today. Mmm, summer feels gorgeous.
We had a barbeque and a water balloon/bucket fight. Then we went for a nice walk and fished for a bit. :]
More or less followed www.seriouseats.com/recipes/2009/01/dinner-tonight-quick-...
Used heavy cream, didn't brown the chicken enough, and added an extra teaspoon of cayenne to heat it up some. Very tasty!
tagged by sarah and i don't really feel like paying attention to BIT, so here goes!
Welcome to The Quicker Fliz!
With The G's special creation, the RANDOM FACT ingredient!! FUN!!!
Once you have completed the questions, please feel free to copy and paste the text, upload it to your stream with a pic and tag a handful of contacts you think might enjoy! :)
Six names you go by:
1. karly
2. karlyn
3. kpo (from softball)
4. (and from here on i will just list the things evin calls me) sweetie
5. punkin
6. cupcake (apparently i am food)
Three things you are wearing right now:
1. loving heart ring evin gave me for our first christmas
2. 2007 maroon effect t-shirt
3. busted up sperrys that i only wear to work and food lab
Four things you want very badly at this moment:
1. a job for the summer
2. a puppy
3. to be in the caribbean
4. this weekend!
Three people who will answer this:
1. answer tbd
2. " "
3. " "
Two things you did last night:
1. griped about my roommate
2. studied for my test on thursday
Last two people you talked to on the phone:
1. evin
2. my dad (according to my cell phone)
Two things you are going to do tomorrow:
1. wake up at an ungodly hour for a class i don't like
2. cram for my exam the next day
Three favourite drinks:
1. water
2. arnold palmer (homemade or arizona's variety)
3. skim milk!
THE RANDOM FACT INGREDIENT
when i take photos, i shoot with my left eye, which i think is unusual since i write right-handed. however this could be completely normal, i'd be interested to know if i'm the odd one out here?
note: this photo is from ireland. i set my camera down on a ledge near the sea and made evin pose with me. while i'm trying my best to ward off the cold weather, and i really would have rather not posted a winter shot, i'm lazy and i still think it's cute :)
...Is what it took to catch GBRf 66763 at Stenson Jn (Derby) on 03/01/19. I'd watched it leave the loop on the Railcam Diagrams at Burton and it appeared to be going slowly...how wrong I was! It was working the 4M11/0930 Washwood Heath Rmc Gbrf to Peak Forest Cemex Gbrf stone empties.
Wouldn't you know yours truly had the wrong 15mm TA conversion kit? Turns out 15x142 is not the same kit as 15x110... So I turned small 3.5mm caps and turned the outsides of the 15x110mm kit down and pressed the two together to make a set of temporary 15x142 end caps. Worked like a charm. Now to order a real set.
These pale pink tiles are placed in such a way that they are directly under the cow's udder. Before she is hooked up to the apparatus, the milker will squirt a small amount of milk onto it to check for color--to make sure it is white. If it is off color, or chunky (yum!), he knows that it could mean she has mastitis or an infection of some sort. Her milk will not be used, and she will be checked for infection.
Had to make a quick sketch to visualize the angles for some reason. The brain doesn't always fire on all cylinders on a Sunday afternoon...
When I was younger, I’d watch films caricaturing small, isolated communities and crack jokes comparing them to Kidderminster, my hometown, often not realising that I was hitting a nerve with some locals. Looking back, I realise that I was only half-joking, the people whose nerve was hit had certain ‘ways’, and that it’s only been as I’ve aged - now 43 - that I’ve seen just how right half of me was. Yesterday I watched almost the whole of the 1999 comedy series ‘League of Gentlemen’ (www.imdb.com/title/tt0184135/?ref_=fn_al_tt_3) and saw, even more than I did 14 years ago, how so many media representations of such places as Royston Vasey get close to referencing the underlying workings of some small towns, like Kidderminster.
This morning I had a chat with a woman who works at one of the town’s banks, someone who I used to chat with occasionally when I regularly hung out at Weavers Wharf for a few years (a difficult, though instructive experience, all told), the commercial centre of the town, and a hotspot for many of its issues. The talk got round to me explaining how I’d eventually been banned last year from Caffe Nero after years of it being on the cards (see: www.flickr.com/photos/jaseanton/7780454048/in/photostream). Her response was something I’ve heard all too many times. From Birmingham, she explained how she’d worked in many places but had never even remotely come across people like those in Kidderminster: ‘There’s nowt as strange as folk and there’s definitely nowt as strange as Kidderminster folk’, she said. And she wasn’t joking, even though we laughed (compare ‘Filthy Clint’: www.flickr.com/photos/jaseanton/7844150560/in/photostream).
I explained to her that, since I don’t have to work with the public, I no longer interact much with most of the locals in town because of this. ‘You try to explain it to people outside of the town and they just don’t get it,’ I said. She agreed. It is something you have to experience first-hand to really understand it and then there’s always the danger that you become assimilated into the local ‘ways’ before you understand how the local mindset really works. Locals, meanwhile, can’t usually see it as it tends to be a natural way of life for them, so there seems no way to really address it, highly resistant as it is to adequate exposure or any attempts at disagreement, reform or even assistance.
Nowadays, knowing that it’s pretty pointless to try anything, I just keep in my zone and leave them to it. Or at least I try. Starbucks, the new coffee shop in Weavers Wharf, is already gradually losing its original independence from the local culture, as was only to be expected, though I had tried to warn the staff that it’d creep up on them without them seeing it, so intense is its existence in that little stretch of town. The danger of me now even popping there for a quick coffee, though, is that, before you know it, you have a relationship with that culture, no matter what you do, and even that can become problematic. At the moment, though, I’m keeping my distance from it and benefiting hugely from that distance.
But therein lies one of the problems. I know the local culture inside out. I know how to protect myself against becoming influenced by it, after being at times at the sharp edge of it since way back in 1996. But, still, despite all that, it only takes seconds to fall into a sequence of events before you, too, are just as local as most of the locals and recovery is a tortuous process.
Ultimately, there isn’t really an escape and there’s always something to remind you, even from the civilised world beyond. A couple of days ago, I watched 'In The Heat of the Night' (www.imdb.com/title/tt0061811/?ref_=sr_1), the classic film about an isolated community, this time linked to civil rights. In one scene, a black detective approaches a racist’s home, which has a racist statue outside, reminding me of a former friend and his gollywog. I’d felt uneasy about the gollywog on his mantlepiece whenever I visited, but I left it. We’d once had an argument with a lad from Wolverhampton who agreed with me that black people (those who aren’t assimilated, anyway) in Kidderminster tend to have a different look in their eye to what they have in other areas. My former friend tried to argue the toss, saying we were wrong, but his argument was extremely weak and didn’t stand up.
Weeks later, after I’d forgotten about it, he’d engineer an argument with someone else present so that he could ‘win’, according the local definitions of ‘winning’ (which is usually pulling any stunt to save face and suggest to others and yourself that you’re right, regardless of the facts). Soon after, we had a discussion, where I agreed that he couldn’t possibly be racist and that his gollywog was nothing more than an expression of free speech. What’s the point? We’re no longer friends because it dawned on me how, as I get older, this place can drag such people down even further than they ever were and if racism isn’t part of that, there’ll be something similarly unpalatable. It isn’t worth the hassle or the effects of having such associations, as such things can have knock on effects for other areas of your life and it really is better to concentrate on the people who’ve survived, who’ve eventually emerged to see the town’s culture for what it is and who’ve benefited from that experience.
Some people I know around here agree with my take on the area and also tend to try to keep their distance from what the place can do. Some others locally, though, clearly haven’t been happy about my criticisms of the area and its institutions. But they don’t discuss this, which is a pity. There’s some good ‘uns in that category and we’ve all got our interests and ways of dealing with things. I haven’t changed my opinion of them and I hope they haven’t of me but, if so, I suppose that’s just the way it is. However, that’s one of the ways the detrimental elements of the local culture maintains its hold over the area, with implications for yet another generation of locals whose lives will be all the poorer in later years for how this place often limits and diminishes people.
I’ve experienced how, once you come, you never leave Kidderminster, knowing the lengths people with even only links to the local community can go to shoot any messenger who tries to get the word out, even in the era of social media, as I saw in one of my Flickr posts, which concluded with a bizarre lack of irony about a joke I’d made about Birmingham’s Mailbox that was taken literally: www.flickr.com/photos/jaseanton/7850248708/in/photostream (you may need a translator to understand just what’s going on in those comments, if you don’t know the intricacies of the mindset involved, but don’t ask me. I’ve retired and could do without the inherent dangers). One of the tragedies is that I think the unwillingness of people who know better to not challenge the local culture gives more strength to the people who both suffer and yet remarkably protect, maintain and replicate it. Then again, it’s easy to feel defeated about such things and leave things be, I suppose. Nowadays, I couldn’t really give a shit, so long as I don’t have to deal with it.
Anyway, I’m looking out at Clent Hills, thinking of the world beyond...and solutions, mainly for me, rather than places such as this, which probably won’t ever change. Looking at those hills now and again is one of the only things there is to do until I get the fuck out of here, one day, though I’ll probably never really completely leave, as with those who mistakenly entered Royston Vasey. I don’t intend to post too often about the vibe in the town, but it’s a theme I will return to and something which will probably affect my output in some way, shape or form (like when I’m trying to recover from the trauma). There’s no way for it not to, it’s that endemic. This is a local place for local people and we’ll have no trouble here, so I suppose if I ever did get close to a solution or to exposing the culture to an extent where someone, somewhere, somehow would see it and do something about it, I’d yet again see how truly local Kidderminster, and places like it in the horror movies where they’re screaming to get the car started, are.
Meanwhile, Netflix is calling me.
Card I've made using a printable template.
The free template and a video tutorial are posted onCreativity Prompt.