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The territorial display of the Red-winged Blackbird. These images were captured from the bird blind at the Millbrook Marsh Nature Center in State College Pennsylvania. This guy came within a few feet of the blind. Lighting was poor, but he filled the frame.
Saturday, March 25, 2017
March Flyer
Saps at Sea Tent, Proudly Present:
LAUREL AND HARDY – JUST ONE MORE TEENSY-WEENSY NIGHT!
Welcome back All Saps! To our second, 39th Anniversary Year Gathering of Marvelous Movie Delights and Humorous Hijinks!
Here your Grandest of Sheiks has assembled a night you will not soon forget. We have a "Special" Guest author in attendance, Mr. Craig Calman. Author of "100 Years of Brodies with Hal Roach: The Jaunty Journeys of a Hollywood Motion Picture and Television Pioneer". A loving look at the man responsible for being the boss of Stan and Ollie, and bringing to us those wonderful Comedy Classics we enjoy each and every meeting. I will interview Craig and he will share great stories and anecdotes. You can also purchase his fine book and have it autographed for a measly $30!
Our special program is JUST ONE MORE TEENSY-WEENSY.... Stan & Ollie and Alcohol, rarely mix. In this case hilariously so! You will see a glass lifting CartOOn, then what happens when you mix two vagrants, a mad Judge that wants them out of town, a drunken benefactor (The always inebriated Arthur Housman) and a tipsy Woman.... everything, in SCRAM! (1932) Then our guest comedian, Red Skelton, provides a demonstration of the wonders of Guzzler's Gin. After a tasty (Alcohol free) intermission, we will watch the recently restored BLOTTO (1930). Stan and Babe decide a night on the town is in order. Off to a Nightclub they go with some Prohibition Booze...they think. What happens when Stan's wife (Anita Garvin) gets a little suspicious? Come see in this evening of .... (Hick) sobriety. Oh yes, there will also be a few surprisses, I mean, surprises .... ah heck, just come and see. March 25th at Williams Hall next to the Trinity Church.
John Field
Your Grandest of Sheiks
Foundations Exhibit -
Sydney's original graffiti artists paint side by side with the Insomniaks (formerly Ignore Mainstream crew), Sydney's very own newschool delegates.
Foundations is curated by Phibs in association with aMBUSH Gallery and will include artists such as Paze, Spice, Styles, Scram, Kerupt, Prins, Mare, Kade, Rexy, Gane 2, Mystery, Houster, Kode 2, Poser, Yzer, Oricks, Oke,
...I wish I had night vision.
We found ourselves able to get out of town early on Friday afternoon for our camping trip to Oklahoma rather than Saturday morning. Our mad dash to get out of town early paid off as we found a PERFECT spot! Right by the river and away from other people... it really felt like we were in the woods and not a camp ground. However, we had to set up a tent in the dying sunlight, but we finished setting up the tent by the headlights of the SUV.
We were all sitting around the camp lantern as we hadn't had time to find firewood for a fire that night and we were pretty proud of ourselves. When over on the table we heard some rustling noises in our box of food... we all looked up in time to see a Raccoon take off with a bag of marshmallows. We could not believe how brazen he was... right in front of us! THE NERVE! My wish is that the marshmallows swell up in it's stomach :)
We realized that we needed to put the box of food back in the car before we retired for the night. Sometime in the middle of the night Jerry woke up to take a leak in the woods. I also woke and saw him standing in the middle of our campground looking at the other picnic table that housed our cooler. He took a couple of steps towards it and came running back to the tent. Something had GROWLED at him. We both stood on our knees peering out flap of the tent, but couldn't see anything in the darkness. He got the lantern and went back outside. I heard him yell Get out of here! Scram... Get!!!
This time when he came back into the tent I was laughing so hard... I mean really... do you think they understand English? LOL! Again we found ourselves on our knees peering out at the picnic table with the light shining on 5-6 Raccoons looking back at us cowering in our tent while they raided our cooler.
I could not stop laughing at the absurdity of the whole thing... so this was the Wilderness and not a cartoon movie "Over The Hedge" These are smart varmints though... they sent one of them up the tree by our tent to keep a lookout on us. While they continued to open and close our cooler. I went into another fit of laughter as I named this lookout Raccoon "Charlie" Charlie was joined by another (Charlie2) and they switched out roles while "Charlie" went to get his fill. Then Charlie, Charlie2 and Charlotte all shimmied up the tree to look down on our open tent and laugh at us. There I was joining in the laughter... if you can't beat them join them!
We were sure we would wake up at dawn to all of our food gone. However it seems like they just wanted the dozen of eggs... but they left their marks all over the cooler. That morning we broke camp and moved closer to civilization and further away from wilderness.
Sorry I disappeared without so much as a good-bye... but when we found ourselves able to get out of town early on Friday rather than Saturday morning we had a couple of hours to gather everything and go! Just thankful we weren't dragged off by rabid raccoons :)
Dennis McFadden's Michalak Scram Pram, Granny Smith, and some of the other boats in the fleet just past Point No Point.
May 31, 1956
Alerted Buffalo police await arrival of Canadiana after fight at Crystal Beach …expected trouble flared on later voyage
Youths Riot at Crystal Beach, Fights Continue Aboard Boat – Dozen Arrested, Six Injured in Wild Disorders
by Bill Callahan and Paul Jayes
A riot involving whites and Negroes broke out at Crystal Beach yesterday and erupted again last night aboard the Str. Canadiana, which sails between Buffalo and the Canadian amusement resort.
Nine Buffalo youths – five Negroes and four whites were arrested by Ontario Provincial Police during the afternoon melee at the park. Buffalo police arrested three others when the Canadiana docked at the foot of Commercial St. shortly before 11 last night.
Six persons went to hospitals, and many others suffered minor cuts and bruises.
F.L. Hall, Crystal Beach’s general manager said the disturbance was “not a race riot.” However, Cpl. J.E. Legate, of Ontario Provincial Police at Crystal Beach, declared it was “strictly racial.”
Dozens of frightened young women left the Canadiana here from 11 o’clock trip. Disheveled and hysterical, and some with torn clothes, they told of a nightmarish ride, with packs of teen-agers roaming the boat’s decks and starting isolated fights.
Seven knives were confiscated by Ontario police after the afternoon riot. They charged the five Negro youths with unlawful assembly. The four white youths, accused of creating a disturbance, were released in $500 bail each.
Violence Starts On Afternoon Trip
Violence flared on an afternoon boat trip to the amusement park, and after the three-deck ship docked, another series of altercations started.
Tension centered around the park’s main entrance at Erie and Derby Rds. Nearly 400 persons milled around the first aid station there. In the following half hour, about 50 of those in the throng began hurling bottles and fist fights broke out sporadically.
Seven knives were confiscated by 40 Provincial Police who rushed to Crystal Beach from stations at Port Colborne, Niagara Falls, Wainfleet and Ft. Erie. However, witnesses reported seeing many knives and other weapons during the riot.
Five of those arrested were Negroes and four white. Of the hospitalized, three were white and one Negro. All are from Buffalo.
Arrested at Crystal Beach were: Maxwell McDullough, 20, of 231 Grey St., Durtis Daley, 15, of 329 Pratt St., Reginald James, 18, of 146 Pine St., James Carswell, 19, of 60 Maple St., James Pickens, 19, of 413 Madison St., Peter Geuia, 22, of 48 Carolina St., Michael Guzzio, 21, of 245 West Ave., Anthony Pinto, 22, of 43 Virginia St., and Leo DiGuillo, 19, of 138 Dorchester St.
Taken into custody at the Canadiana’s Buffalo dock last night were youths identified as: Richard Jenkins, 17, of 160 Dante Pl., William Brown, 16, of 352 Pratt St., and Eddie Howard, 15, of 69 Walnut St.
Lt. John D. Duggan, of the Franklin Station, said the Canadiana’s mate held the three on the boat after shipboard fights occurred. No charges were placed against them immediately.
Hospitalized were:
Vincent Palladino, 18, of 736 West Ave., most seriously injured, admitted to Douglas Memorial Hospital, Ft. Erie, with bruises and lacerations of the head. He was kept for observation.
Frank Campanelli, 26, of 118 Goethe St., lacerated left wrist, treated at Millard Fillmore Hospital, Buffalo.
Charles LaMarca, 22, of 178 Congress St., lacerated scalp, treated at Columbus Hospital, Buffalo.
Jarvis Jones, 35, of 173 Waverly St., facial lacerations, admitted to Millard Fillmore Hospital observation.
Taken to Columbus Hospital by Buffalo police who met the Canadiana at 11 last night were:
Kileen Lipp, 13, of 134 Conard Ave, Cheektowaga, back injury, admitted in fair condition.
Carol Winkleman, 15, of 301 Beach Rd., Cheektowaga, released after treatment for bruises of the right leg.
Both girls were injured when trapped by brawlers
Three special policemen and two Provincial Policemen were at the park when the main melee occurred. They found themselves unable to cope with the situation and quickly called for aid.
Woman, 35, Attacked By Girls on Midway
Several other isolated altercations flared later. At 8 last night, several Negro girls assaulted a white woman about 35 years old and punched her in the face. Cpl. Legate said that incident occurred near the park’s bingo building.
At least 10 persons required treatment at the park’s first aid station. Their names were not released.
F.L. Hall, Crystal Beach general manager, said it was the “first time in 64 years of operation” anything similar to yesterday’s riot had occurred.
Buffalo Police Meet Boat at Dock Here
A row of nightstick-armed Buffalo policemen met the Canadiana when it returned here shortly before 8 last night. However, no trouble occurred at the dock at the foot of Commercial St.
Between 15,000 and 18,000 Memorial Day celebrants were at Crystal Beach when the fights broke out.
A boy and girl, Negroes, were injured in one of the early incidents. When Provincial Police started to walk the pair to the first aid station, near the main entrance, a crowd gathered and followed.
Words were hurled within the seething crowd and the melee followed.
Private police reported “several fist fights” on Canadiana trips earlier yesterday. However, the one which reportedly ignited the bad feeling that later caused the riots involved a group of Negro boys and three United States servicemen.
Hall issued the following statement. “An incident of this sort has never happened in the 64-year history of the Crystal Beach Co., and we don’t intend to have it happen again.”
He declared the company would “take steps to avoid” any recurrence, but did not say what the steps might entail.
Police Barred From Canadiana
Buffalo and Canadian police were helpless to control the rioting which flared up on the Crystal Beach ship Canadiana last night. Under a special international agreement, both the Buffalo police and Ontario Provincial police are forbidden to board the ship.
However, Provincial police warned the youths to behave themselves as they boarded the ships at the beach, and Buffalo police were at the Commercial St. dock when the ships arrived here.
The transit company employs private policemen on the boats. Three uniformed men are assigned to each trip.
Terror Marks Boatride
by Margaret Wynn and Dick Hirsch (Miss Wynn and Hirsh were passengers aboard the Canadiana)
A boat ride on placid Lake Erie became a nightmare of flashing knives and sobbing, frightened teen-agers last night as a riot broke loose aboard the jam-packed 9:15 Canadiana trip to Buffalo.
Nearly 40 white youngsters, several beaten or cut, cowered below decks in the ship’s dining room for most of the trip after being attacked or threatened by the many Negro teen-agers who made up the majority of the passengers.
When the boat docked at the foot of Commercial St. about 10:50 police escorted the threatened youngsters in police cars to the Franklin Station to avoid further incidents. Their parents were notified to call for them there.
Before the youngsters were led from the ship, police hurried to the horde of rowdies who had filled the trip with fear and horror from the vessel. Three were arrested by a squad of about 15 police who cordoned off the landing area.
The remaining hundreds were quickly shooed form the congested lower Main St. area.
Several sobbing girls and at least two boys whose faces were cut when they were slugged with beer bottles made most of the trip in the safety of the dining room.
As time passed they were joined by other youngsters. All huddled together, talking quietly and sobbing fitfully. Fear was etched on their faces.
Above deck roving groups of Negroes calmly attacked the outnumbered whites. Girls were beaten mercilessly and youths who attempted to defend them were slugged and kicked without feeling.
Members of the ship’s crew and private police vainly attempted to keep order, but when one fight was broken up, another flared in a different portion of the three-decked weather-beaten boat.
Of the approximate 1,000 persons who made the 9:15 trip, about 80 per cent were Negroes.
Most of the trouble was caused by gangs of Negro girls who walked the deck, attacking and molesting young white girls.
“ A bunch of them surrounded us on the dance floor.” One 17-year-old Kenmore boy said, “and then they started punching. I tried to lead a couple of white girls out of the mob and all of a sudden some guy hit me with a beer bottle.”
Blood poured from a deep gash in the boy’s forehead as he spoke. His shirt was spattered with blood.
“I can’t understand why they did it, they were just looking for trouble.” He said
Another youth strode into the small dining room. He was unmarked, but scared.
Why had he come below, a reporter asked, had he been in a fight?
“Only a crazy man would stay up there, and I ain’t crazy,” he replied. And besides, that isn’t a fight. It’s a race riot, that’s what it is.”
A 15-year-old girl sobbed uncontrollably. “I don’t even want to talk about it. Please go away. They’ll get me when I get off the boat. I know they will. They’ll cut me.”
Sgt. Eugene Stabler, one of two private policemen who was on duty aboard the vessel, attempted to calm the hysterical youngsters below decks.
Members of the Canadiana crew, many of whom have sailed the Crystal Beach boat for years, said the bloody demonstration was the worst on record.
“We usually have a few small fights,” one crewman said, “but never anything like this. They’re maniacs.”
Firecrackers were carelessly flung at passengers exploding at their feet. Several received powder burns. Switch-blade knives were brandished. Youngsters were shoved to the deck by the rampaging mobs which rushed back and forth over the decks.
Many older white persons were segregated by worried crew members. They sat quietly in roped off sections of the slow-moving ship, attempting to comfort their crying, terrified children.
“Aren’t we ever going to get to Buffalo,” one parent asked.
Two 14-year-old girl friends who had gone to Crystal Beach together on the 12:15 boat yesterday afternoon sat huddled and sobbing together in the dining room.
“A crowd of Negro girls jumped me and grabbed my wallet at Crystal Beach this afternoon,” one of the youngsters said. “Someone just grabbed it and the whole crowd ran off. There was no chance to get it back, and it had my bus fare home.”
Three special guards who regularly ride the boat decided the frightened girls would be safer below decks than in the teeming, yelling horde up above.
As the vessel drew farther away from the heavily-policed Crystal Beach dock, the population in the dining room increased.
Two more girls came down the iron stairway. Both were crying. “There was no reason at all,” one cried. “They just grabbed me from the crowd and started to maul me. About the same time, somebody hit a boy up there with a beer bottle.”
The girl’s 18-year-old companion had a bloody nose from a punch she had received and as she regained her composure she felt gingerly of her front teeth which she said ached from the blow.
Meanwhile, above decks scrambling, scuffling crowds of Negro youngsters prowled restlessly along passageways and stairways. A sudden clattering of heels and scuffling of feet would mark a herd-like departure for a new area of the vessel.
Many of the crowd above decks wore colorful jackets with the names of various clubs or gangs embroidered on the back. Among several represented were groups such as the Embraceable Sweethearts and the El Doradoes, both girls’ groups.
Crew members said “the girls are every bit as bad as the boys when it comes to stirring this up.”
However, it was obvious throughout the trip that not all the young Negro passengers were participating in the ruckus. Many quietly sat on deck chairs, chatting with friends and not bothering to hide their disgust with the less well behaved members of their race.
“They’re disgracing our race,” on Negro boy said.
One white girl in the dining room, who had been annoyed earlier by Negroes at the beach, described how a typical incident of last night’s trip got underway.
“Over at the beach, I was standing and talking with another girl and three boys. A bunch of Negro kids were standing near us, and somebody threw a firecracker against by leg,” she said.
“It burned my leg,” she related to a red mark on her right ankle. “I warned them that they could hurt somebody seriously.”
She said the Negroes then began pulling her hair and clothes and the situation suddenly developed into a fee-swinging, knifing free-for-all which was broken up by Provincial Police.
“After I got on the boat to come back, a negro girl warned me in the ladies room that a crowd of them were out to get me,” she said. “So I came down here to be safe. It was nice of the Negro girl to tell me. She was very polite, and she said she was telling me because she didn’t want to see anyone hurt.”
Another teen-age girl in the dining room described another of the uncounted series of incidents which occurred as the Canadiana plowed toward Buffalo.
“A group of us, all white girls, were standing on the deck talking when we were suddenly surrounded by a group of Negro girls,” she said, nervously fingering a gay, sombrero-type hat she had obviously purchased during the day.
“They said ‘we want your hat,’ and I told them ‘no, I bought it for my boyfriend and I’m going to take it to him’” she explained. All of a sudden they were all pulling and shoving at us, and the security officers broke it up and brought us down here.”
The tension of the rain and lightning-spattered trip became apparent as the crowd lined up for the voyage from the beach.
Blue-shirted Provincials patrolled the Crystal Beach dock, and, occasionally, a fire-cracker exploded among the waiting lines.
“There must be no trouble on this trip,” a voice warned over a loud speaker at the pier.
Provincials, claiming they were looking for contraband firecrackers, searched boys among the crowd in a manner which indicated they actually were looking for knives or other weapons. The girls, gleefully aware that they were immune from search by male police officers, joyously admitted among themselves they were carrying fireworks in their pockets.
As the boat pulled away from the pier, firecracker after firecracker exploded as the real violence of the ride began.
50 to 100 Fights, Says Injured Man
Stunned persons caught in the series of fights at Crystal Beach yesterday all had one general comment:
“I never saw anything like it.”
One of the injured, Charles LaMarca, 22 of 178½ Congress St., said: “It was a stupid affair. It could have been broken up easily at the start. They were pushing the cops around.”
LaMarca said he was walking by the park’s main entrance at Erie Rd. when someone hit him on the head with a steel-handled umbrella. Four stitches were taken in his scalp at Columbus Hospital after he drove back to Buffalo.
“There must have been 50 to 100 fights,” he said. “Just guys fighting each other.”
Jarvus Jones, Negro father of two, the right side of his face swollen almost twice its normal size and a lip gashed, said he was puzzled by the attack on him.
“I don’t know how it all started and I don’t know what it’s all about,” he said while waiting to be admitted to Millard Fillmore Hospital for observation. Jones, a 35-year-old veteran of the North African and Italian campaigns in World War II, said he had given his 13-month-old daughter to his wife, Lillian, and was taking a stroll when he was approached by a group of white youths.
One of them struck him, he said. Jones, an open hearth worker at Republic Steel Corp., was taken home by car by friends because he was afraid to take his family on the Canadiana. He lives at 173 Waverly St.
Mrs. Ruthie Caruth, 30, of 17 Port St., a niece of Jones, said she saw much of the fighting while her uncle was being treated in a first aid station at Crystal Beach.
“I was really scared.” She said. “I never saw so much fighting in my life. I’ll never go back there again and I’ll never let my daughter go there again.”
Mrs. Caruth said she saw people using fists, clubs and even bottles.
One woman who refused to identify herself – as many of the Memorial Day throng did – said “I couldn’t move. I was wedged in, pushed around, jostled and stepped on.
A private policeman declared a soldier – one of three U.S. Army men attacked at the dock at Crystal Beach – jumped into the water to escape his assailants. He was pulled to safety.
Policeman Beaten Up
“I saw one policeman beaten up.” said Jerry Johnson, 20, of 234 Sweet Ave., “There were an awful lot of people around. I saw one fellow carried off the Crystal Beach boat this afternoon.”
An unidentified teen-aged boy said “Wherever I saw a crowd, there seemed to be some kind of fight going on.”
Hugh Olm, 16, and Douglas Coxon, 20, both of Port Colborne, Ont., said a fist fight broke out “for no good reason” in front of the auto-ride concession they operate.
They declared two men were scuffling in the middle of the concession track while frightened adults and children rode around them in the little electrically-operated cars.
‘Bottles Flying Everywhere’
“I was down near the main gate when all of a sudden somebody started tossing milk bottles,” said another witness. Bottles were flying everywhere. One of them just missed me.”
Others reported seeing “bloody noses and black eyes wherever I looked.”
A Buffalo attorney, who declined use of his name, said he saw “four or five Negro girls jump a white woman about 35 years old, until they heard a police siren and scrammed.”
Photo credit: Art Melgier
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A long exposure of my nephew at my brothers' house on Halloween night. He was a superb model and struck a fantastic pose! I lit him with a blue gel flashlight to get the otherworldly effect and then had him scram and let the camera aperture stay open a few seconds longer afterwards to make the transparent effect.
Asking $1700 for a gently used machine with some accessories.
MacBook Pro 1226A
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Excellent working condition. Tiny cosmestic flaw on the inside lid above screen: a small black dot can be seen here, that's about the only thing wrong with it. Otherwise, it's fine since I never really took it outside the apartment. Available for pickup in the East Village to a loving home!
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The hereios of the We're Here! group have paid a visit to the 23 on the 23rd group today, at the suggestion of evaxebra.
I looked up 23 on the web and found here that "twenty-three" was a slang term in the USA in the late 19th/early 20th century meaning, "Clear off, scram, skedaddle." The article refers to a piece by George Ade in the Washington Post in 1899.
The derivation seems obscure.
Saturday, March 25, 2017
Saps at Sea Tent, Proudly Present:
LAUREL AND HARDY – JUST ONE MORE TEENSY-WEENSY NIGHT!
Welcome back All Saps! To our second, 39th Anniversary Year Gathering of Marvelous Movie Delights and Humorous Hijinks!
Here your Grandest of Sheiks has assembled a night you will not soon forget. We have a "Special" Guest author in attendance, Mr. Craig Calman. Author of "100 Years of Brodies with Hal Roach: The Jaunty Journeys of a Hollywood Motion Picture and Television Pioneer". A loving look at the man responsible for being the boss of Stan and Ollie, and bringing to us those wonderful Comedy Classics we enjoy each and every meeting. I will interview Craig and he will share great stories and anecdotes. You can also purchase his fine book and have it autographed for a measly $30!
Our special program is JUST ONE MORE TEENSY-WEENSY.... Stan & Ollie and Alcohol, rarely mix. In this case hilariously so! You will see a glass lifting CartOOn, then what happens when you mix two vagrants, a mad Judge that wants them out of town, a drunken benefactor (The always inebriated Arthur Housman) and a tipsy Woman.... everything, in SCRAM! (1932) Then our guest comedian, Red Skelton, provides a demonstration of the wonders of Guzzler's Gin. After a tasty (Alcohol free) intermission, we will watch the recently restored BLOTTO (1930). Stan and Babe decide a night on the town is in order. Off to a Nightclub they go with some Prohibition Booze...they think. What happens when Stan's wife (Anita Garvin) gets a little suspicious? Come see in this evening of .... (Hick) sobriety. Oh yes, there will also be a few surprisses, I mean, surprises .... ah heck, just come and see. March 25th at Williams Hall next to the Trinity Church.
John Field
Your Grandest of Sheiks
So, we caught the train to Tokyo and fought our way through the O-bon holiday crowd to the bullet train platform. Having not felt the full force of the summer yet, it was a shock when we arrived on the platform. Yes Virginia, 38 degrees and 95% humidyt is really hot. We loaded up on chilled water to sip and waited for the train.
The trip by both trains reminded me of how green Japan is. They actually get rain here!
We arrived in Nagaoka by bullet train and Miki had not slept at all since the plane. She seemed in a good mood, but that was to change. Her grandmother kidnapped her in all the excitement, and made her way to the exit. With all the luggage in tow, Mie and I made our way to the lift. Getting in we could hear Miki's screams from below. After calming her down, we exited the traing station to find everyone in the family waiting... yes, everyone from cousins, to uncles and aunts. We made our way home, via the electronics shop. As I already said, we have misplaced the USB cable for our old camera. So we decided to buy a new one right away. We were going to do it anyway, so that was okay. The bonus of being the cool of the shop was that Miki finally slept, in my arms. After dumping our luggage, Mie had to go to the dentist, so off we went again.
At the dentist, while I was trying to keep her happy, she fell over and cut her nose. The resulting crying kept interfereing with Mie treatment as she went ina dn out of the dentist's chair trying to calm Miki down. In the end we gave up and headed home.
More trials awaited there. As is the tradition, Miki had to carry 1.8kg of rice on her back and walk around. This is meant to be a talisman against hunger in the future.
The upshot of the plant, train, kidnapping, dentist, dinner and rice carrying was that Miki had slept only 5 hours in the last 24...! She was cranky and scraming whilst I tried to get her to sleep. At 10pm she finally crashed, with my help.
She slept really well and enjoyed having a lot more room to roll around, compared with her cot. It sems that she loves tatami (bamboo mats) as that is where she slept most of the night, despiute having a perfectly good futon.
The only downside, for her mum, was that she was now a dad's girl. As I had spent the perviuous day calming her and getting her to sleep, Miki only wanted me to hold her.
Scraping Ore in a Scram Drift
This horizontal passage, driven through the mine, called a drift, leads to the mine's finger raises (a small opening located beneath the stope) which the mined ore passes through. Emphasis is placed on the "Sullivan" pulley in the foreground.
Republic Steel Mine in Mineville, NY, just southwest of Lake Champlain, 1945.
All photos & captions courtesy of North Country Digital History - history.nnyln.org/index.html
The back side of the Panellit Gauges. There's one of these indicators monitoring the temperature of every process tube. If any of them got too hot, it could cause an emergency reactor shutdown, or "SCRAM". Of course, as the sign says, accidentally bumping the panel of gauges might also cause a reactor scram...
CAUTION: BUMPING PANEL MAY CAUSE SCRAM
Panellit Gauges. There's one of these indicators monitoring the temperature of every process tube. If any of them got too hot, it could cause an emergency reactor shutdown, or "SCRAM". Of course, as the sign says, accidentally bumping the panel of gauges might also cause a reactor scram...
Okay kitten listen here.... I'm a vicious Pitbull.... I eat cats like you for breakfast !! I don't need people talking and thinking I've gone all soft or something... so scram!!
Bud: Look Oscar, I need that reef to put up on the advent calendar.
Oscar: Scram you fur ball!! I got this reef first and I'm gonna use it to decorate my garbage can! Now SCRAM!
Bud: Mom!!!!........
Danish rider Michael Morkov of Team Katusha-Alpecin chats with guys from the bicycle component manufacturer Sram ahead of the afternoon start of the 2017 Prudential Ride London Classic to Surrey and back
The Oughtred Caledonia Yawl, Erebus, and Dennis McFadden's Michalak Scram Pram, Granny Smith, east of Point No Point
AWWW I know aren’t we so cute?! I know you are totally thinking it J ! This pic is so presh! I could not resist! This was taken last year (2012) for my senior prom!
I will never ever forget that day! This was so much fun and we took so many pictures I just wanted to have as many memories as I could! What girl doesn’t? This honestly captures us so well! My mom did a great job! Photo Credit to you mamacita! I totally just butchered that spelling, sh! No laughing! LOL, No totally laugh!
The Presh Challenge
Why so much cuteness in one picture? Is that even legal?! This photo challenge was so much fun! Go look through some of your favorite pictures! GO GO! This challenge is taking a favorite lyric that really stood out to you and put it into a picture to really capture those lyrics. This is a fun and fresh challenge to really get out and captivate the lyrics that we all love! Speaking of love… Yes I did a lovey dovey song! I’m a girl in love and I can’t help it!
Creating the Cuteness
This is a fun challenge that you get to get creative! This time I actually had this picture on my computer already! FINALLLY! None of that emailing crap, that wastes so much time. Yes I am one of those lazy people that has an iPhone and I hate downloading my pictures on the computer. I despise it with a passion. I opened up “Adobe Photoshop CS6” which again if you Google it you can download it for free for 30 days. This is a great program to have, TRUST ME! I’m a newbie with it and it is pretty easy to get the hang of.
Open up the picture that you want to use! Make sure that picture captivates those lyrics that you really like! Lyrics have so much meaning and everyone can relate to them. It’s so great! Once your photo is open, on the left hand side of the program there is a vertical tab. Near the bottom of that tab, you will see a capital letter “T”. select it! Click where you want your first text box and type in your lyrics. I broke my lyrics up into 4 text boxes. When you click where you want your text box near the top of your screen you can pick your font, your font size, and if you want to bold it and etc. There is also a color square up there and if you select it you can pick the exact color that you want, don’t forget! When editing your text you need to have it highlighted! If you want to start another text box just click to another area on the photo. It is that easy! It’s very simple and you get to be creative and make your lyrics really pop on that picture. Have some fun with it and really create a master piece. Connect with other bloggers. They could really connect to those lyrics and your picture. We all might have different stories but some sentences might just be the same…
Give it a shot! Try it out and have some fun with it! I sure did!
Why this one?
Why did I pick these lyrics? For one I love “The Little Mermaid” it is such an adorable movie, and you know I’m a sucker for cute Disney movies. What Disney movie isn’t cute? I was actually lying in bed going through pictures on my computer and I saw this one and I just had to use it. TBH I was actually thinking “KISS ME ALREADY!!!” yes if you are wondering he did kiss me, and no, the boat did not tip over (inside joke! If you have seen The Little Mermaid you will get it) So I couldn’t resist doing these lyrics. They really tell the pictures story. Its great to just take a step backwards and really get those type of pictures that can hold so much meaning and passion. This picture to me at least scrams how much we love each other and that we know each other so well. He is my not only my lover but my best friend. We really get each other and I just love that. This picture is worth a thousand words. I honestly can’t describe my feelings about this photo because it’s so hard to describe love. I love him. It’s that simple. I can be me and I have someone who loves and supports me for me and what I do. We have gone through so much, and we are so strong. He is always there supporting me, with cheer, school, anything you could think of he is there for me.
Finding this picture brought back tons of memories. So go through pictures and find that one to share with lyrics that really capture that photo. Or, if you have lyrics that are stuck in your head and heart go find a picture that represents them. For me the picture came first which brought back memories which made me think of me waiting for him to kiss me.
Be creative and have fun! Make it you! Go relax and scroll through some memories. Open up that book of memories and relive them. Its great to relive them! So do it!
Saturday, March 25, 2017
Saps at Sea Tent, Proudly Present:
LAUREL AND HARDY – JUST ONE MORE TEENSY-WEENSY NIGHT!
Welcome back All Saps! To our second, 39th Anniversary Year Gathering of Marvelous Movie Delights and Humorous Hijinks!
Here your Grandest of Sheiks has assembled a night you will not soon forget. We have a "Special" Guest author in attendance, Mr. Craig Calman. Author of "100 Years of Brodies with Hal Roach: The Jaunty Journeys of a Hollywood Motion Picture and Television Pioneer". A loving look at the man responsible for being the boss of Stan and Ollie, and bringing to us those wonderful Comedy Classics we enjoy each and every meeting. I will interview Craig and he will share great stories and anecdotes. You can also purchase his fine book and have it autographed for a measly $30!
Our special program is JUST ONE MORE TEENSY-WEENSY.... Stan & Ollie and Alcohol, rarely mix. In this case hilariously so! You will see a glass lifting CartOOn, then what happens when you mix two vagrants, a mad Judge that wants them out of town, a drunken benefactor (The always inebriated Arthur Housman) and a tipsy Woman.... everything, in SCRAM! (1932) Then our guest comedian, Red Skelton, provides a demonstration of the wonders of Guzzler's Gin. After a tasty (Alcohol free) intermission, we will watch the recently restored BLOTTO (1930). Stan and Babe decide a night on the town is in order. Off to a Nightclub they go with some Prohibition Booze...they think. What happens when Stan's wife (Anita Garvin) gets a little suspicious? Come see in this evening of .... (Hick) sobriety. Oh yes, there will also be a few surprisses, I mean, surprises .... ah heck, just come and see. March 25th at Williams Hall next to the Trinity Church.
John Field
Your Grandest of Sheiks
Wife is Fierce, Don’t Mess With Her!
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Once Gu Qingjiu, she was fortunate enough to be born in the “best” family, ended up having a miserable and unjust life.
Reliving her life once more, Gu Qingjiu chooses to enlist in the military and bear the toughest hardships she has ever faced. Everyone says that she's the least possible person to join the special forces. However, she manages to prove all of them wrong.
Good-for-nothing? Who's the good-for-nothing? Is she a good-for-nothing when she can throw all of them onto the floor in a fight? Is she a good-for-nothing when she has results better than everyone else? She’ll prove all of them wrong.
Enter Helian Niancheng, the well-known, youngest major-general in Beijing. A banishment sends him into the basic ranks in a military camp as a new recruit. From then on, he meets a person that makes him dote on and protect at all costs, his beloved. However, his beloved is only focused on fighting and killing. Major-general Helian declares this to be a very bad, a very terrible situation. Yet, Gu Qingjiu merely replies, “Scram! Lower your gun if you dare!”
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Schwinn Factory Homegrown,Phil Wood b.b.Paul brakes,Kooka graphics stem,seatpost,and crank. Scram 9.0 rear derailer (woody),grip shifters,and brake levers. King disco hubs. Cow saddle,and Richey pedals. XTR front derailer,and carbon bars. Rock Shock judy SL fork with purple XL lowers. Bass boat Green paint. 17 inch frame.
Jill and I had a week in Scotland, staying at Seton Sands caravan site..
Lovely spot and whilst there saw our daughter and son in Law. Plus I had a day to myself and so hired a Royal Enfield Scram from Bikerbnb Adventures bike shop/dealer in Edinburgh.
Enjoyed 180(s)miles on that bike which is similar but different to my Himmy..!
This was SUCH a lucky sighting on the final morning before leaving to go home. Wolves are probably the most illusive creatures in the park, and they are really difficult to spot. We had seen all the animals in the park already, except for wolves, and we got lucky enough to see them right before we left!
Sorry for the poor quality photo! I had to crop this photo like crazy, because these wolves were SO far away. The pack was split up into two I believe, and some wolves were on the hill behind us. They were calling to each other and they probably wanted the big group of humans watching them from the road to scram, so that they could reunite.
It was funny to hear the slight delay in their howls between the time of them throwing their heads in the air and the sound reaching our ears.
Dennis McFadden's Michalak Scram Pram, Granny Smith, squeezing between Tom Graham's CLC Pocketship and Paul Grun's Wm. Garden Eel, Pick Pocket. The Wm. Garden schooner, Toadstool, is on the other side of the dock.
Call me strange, but I have a nostalgic obsession. I am fascinated by the past. I love old movies. I love old photos. I use to shuffle through my grandparent's old photo albums for hours, asking questions, savoring the images. I am fascinated by the mores, the fashion, slang and fads of, say, the 1920s, 30s, 40s, etc. (I wrote and acted in a movie that was centered in the 1950s--filled with the slang of the time, Daddy-o, you dig).
I find these eras rather charming and romantic. And yes, I am well aware of the strife and troubles each of those decades contained, such as the prohibition of the 1920s, the Great Depression of the 1930s, the bombing of Pear Harbor in the 1940s, etc. I get all that. But I am captivated by all the magnetism and fun that is equally present in those decades. For example, watch the romantic comedy “It happened one night” with Clark Gable or “City Lights” with Charlie Chaplin to get an idea of what I mean.
Oh, and we can’t forget the gangster movies! Oh, some of them are a riot. The slang always leaves a smirk on my face. “Say, you mugs, what are ya—yella?” “Scram, take a powder!” I love it.
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National Museum of Nuclear Science & History
CRITICAL ASSEMBLY
THE SECRETS OF LOS ALAMOS 1944:
INSTALLATION BY AMERICAN SCULPTOR JIM SANBORN
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In Critical Assembly (1998-2003), Jim Sanborn has re-created the moment in 1945 when human beings first fashioned a practical device powered by nuclear fission. It was called the "gadget" We know it today as the Trinity bomb. When it exploded on July 16 in the New Mexico desert, it permanently changed the human condition.
The place Sanborn takes us to is Los Alamos, in the 1940s a secret town known to the outside world only by its mailing address, Post Office Box 1663, Santa Fe, New Mexico. The scene is a small building in an isolated canyon, far enough from other buildings to contain the radiation. On the tables are "criticality experiments," their purpose to determine how much plutonium 239 can be packed into a bomb for maximum yield without making the bomb unsafe to handle.
Electronic instruments, hardware, furniture, tools and materials used by the Los Alamos Scientific Laboratory during the 1940's and 1950's were acquired by the artist during a six year period from a variety of sources including Lab employees (some of whom had originally made or designed them) These employees had bought these objects many years later as surplus materials at public sales carried out by the Laboratory. Any materials the artist was unable to collect in Los Alamos he machined and fabricated himself.
Plutonium and highly enriched uranium are very unstable metals. If the scientists placed too much of either material in one place it would spontaneously fission or "go critical" causing a tremendous burst of radioactivity that would kill everyone in the immediate area. Conversely if too little material was used to make a bomb it would not detonate at all. This is not to say that sub-critical masses were non-hazardous, in fact they were extremely dangerous. At any given time several of the experimenters tables held a highly radioactive sub-critical mass and a hemispherical reflector (the tables were kept far enough away from each other to reduce the chance of a fission event). The sub-critical masses on the tables were so close to criticality that the reflective properties of the human hand could cause a dramatic rise in radioactivity and the scientists frequently played tunes on the ever present sound of the Geiger counters.
In the late 1940's the scientists at the Lab referred to these experiments as "tickling the tail of the dragon" and the table top work was done with very little personal radioactivity shielding. After 1950 these criticality experiments were done using robotic arms controlled from shielded rooms.
The "Physics Package" as it was called of the "Fat Man" bomb (the one dropped on Nagasaki Japan and tested earlier in Southern New Mexico) is depicted on two metal tables in this installation.
Evocative of both the brilliance of the collective human mind and the potentially devastating power of knowledge, this installation is about the allure of pure science and the ethical dilemmas scientific researchers have faced for decades.