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As you saw in the previous shot the word SCREAM was prominently displayed on the sign. And that's exactly what these kids were doing when the ride got going.
Welcome to my arena Batman! Prepare to meet your master!
I will break you!
Toys…you try to fight me with metal toys…
You’ve got nothing!
Beg for mercy!
SCREAM MY NAME!
Never.
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A creation based off of the episode “Bane” from Batman the Animated Series.
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Bane
1. Title
2. Good Help
3. He is Mine!
4. Scream My Name!
5. I AM BANE!
Averil and I were enjoying a filled roll and the view down the estuary (Previous photo) from the decking at the foot of "Downtown" Waiuku when she decided to throw a small titbit of meat from her Roll to one lonely Red-Billed Gull looking longingly up at her...
A split second later, that sole Gull was joined by another 20 or so screaming squabbling "cousins" all clambering for that one little morsel...!!!
And did the original Gull succeed in getting the food?? Nope!!! He was last seen flying off down the estuary...!!! What a wise bird...!!!
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Listening on youtube: Primal Scream - Movin' On Up ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=onyn005txjE )
Have a great week my friends and never stop moving!
The southern screamer (Chauna torquata)
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Sorry about changing this picture once and again, I wasn't really satisfied with the outcome. Now, I think I am... :)
Well, I did it again. Now it's 4x5 (instead of 1x1) following some (wise) advice...
Engineer Welch had this EMD heavy six pack of power on the Pokey-Proctor transfer screaming as they pounded their way up Steelton Hill, we see them here just after creating the summit at Nevada and round the curve on the final leg of the short run. The 50 shades of beige of mid spring is slowly being populated with small expressions of green, a true turn towards reliably warmer weather is still a few weeks away however. This one sounded might nice, we don’t often get SD60’s leading transfers up Steelton so this was a nice change of pace to brighten up the dull scenery.
Creative Scream è in illustrazione che contiene un mio autoritratto unito al genere di creature che amo disegnare. Rappresenta un urlo di creatività che nasce nell'istante in cui la punta della penna tocca la tavoletta grafica.
Per Visualizzare il progetto nei dettagli:
Jack won. ;O)
Thanks to Lou for taking this shot for me!
Don't worry I won't make too many baby pics public. ;O)
At first glance this bird resembles a vulture but it is actually more closely related to ducks. It is a Southern Screamer (Chauna torquata) from South America, one of three extant species of Screamer that are an evolutionary oddity as they lack the small projections found on other birds' ribs (called uncinate processes). Game birds and ducks are closely related and Screamers (Anhimidae) are an early offshoot of this ancient evolutionary family. Their feet and beaks are very gamebird-like but apparently they are closer to ducks and geese. You can also see a fearsome-looking spur sticking out from the front of each wing, that they use for fighting, and sometimes they snap off in other birds, but they grow back. Spikes on the wings is also known in the Spur-winged Goose: www.flickr.com/photos/timmelling/51017831338/in/photolist Screamers also have air-sacs beneath the skin which makes them unpleasant to eat (apparently). The generic name Chauna means spongy, referring to these air-sacs. Latham in 1785 wrote "When any part of the skin is touched by hand a crackling is felt" so I presume the air-sac skin must be rather like bubble-wrap, though I have never touched a Screamer. And the name Screamer, obviously comes from their call, which sounds rather goose-like: xeno-canto.org/494930
I took this photo at Costanera Sur wetland reserve in Buenos Aries.
So who's afraid of ghosts, or better of kitties...??
Halloween's coming to the cat's nursery as well, lol, and don't worry, not any tiny kitten or ghost has gonna get harmed :)
Did you know smoking kills.
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It's a cold May afternoon in the small community of Gold Run, CA. Rain clouds have danced across the sky all day. After numerous threats, the skies finally open up, dumping rain and hail across the area. The torrent, along with the hum of wind rushing through the pines, drowns out the sounds from parallel Interstate 80 and the railroad. Suddenly, a pulsating screaming sound marches fast towards my location. Light dances across the steel rails in the distance. The large yellow locomotive comes into view. It's a train...a big train.
UP 5452 marches past my location, with the ZG2LT (Global Two Yard, Chicago to Lathrop, CA Expedited Intermodal) in tow. The long train rolls past, racing down the slopes of the Sierra Nevada, eager to leave the stormy weather behind. As fast as the train passes, so does the storm. Rain and hail abates, allowing the roar of the train to grow louder and louder. In the distance, a distinct screaming sound gets closer and closer to my location. It's the sound of dynamic brakes screaming.
UP 8647, the rear distributed power unit, roars past. The locomotive, providing additional breaking for the long train, is in full dynamics. As the train disappears around the corner, the roar mellows substantially. The dull hum of traffic passing by on Interstate 80 re-enters the scene. The sound of a locomotive horn in the distance punctuates the air for a brief moment.
Another amazing moment on Donner Pass.
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*Ring Ring, Ring Ring*
“Hello?”
“Remember me?”
“Who's there?”
“I've got your number”
“Oh no, no”
“I'm back to haunt you”
“No, stay away!”
“Ha ha ha ha ha!!”
The Masked Slasher once again returns for Halloween.
I watched this Bald Eagle circling the marsh at Chehalis Flats screaming its call at the other eagles around.
Not "The Scream" titled painting by Edvard Munch depicting a human in psychological distress, or other interpretations such as hearing the cry or movement of natures rhythms. No, this is the Green heron, the mighty mini bravado infused warrior of the pond, stream, lake, marsh or swamp - carrying on here with a few skeow calls and assorted kuk-kuk kuk cackles about dropping the small frog or tadpole it was eyeballing for a mid morning snack. Perhaps, Edvard had heard a heron call out in distress over a lost meal and the memory of the sound he just couldn't shake from his brain.... I'm going with that hypothesis for now and will interpret the painting anew from here on out. Peace - G
An outbound MBCR/MBTA train is heading for Lowell on the former Boston and Maine New Hampshire Route mainline passing the intermediate signals at MP 1.8. The Boston skyline dominates the background in this view looking down from the Cross Street bridge. This location is known as Mystic Junction, and until 1974 there was a retarder hump here, the easternmost hump yard in the US, the crest of which was right around the corner to the right of the mainline. Known as Yard 8 in B&M parlance, all that is left in this photo is the weed grown lead at right used by the few freights that still venture near the city operated by B&M successor Pan Am. A decade later even that is gone as this area has been heavily rebuilt for the extension of the green line trolley network 4.3 miles into Somerville and Medford.
Leading the train is MBTA 1001 an EMD F40PH blt. in Sep. 1978. This was part of the MBTA's first order of locomotives as they began the long, slow, arduous and expensive task of modernizing the long neglected commuter rail network inherited from legacy operators Boston and Maine and Penn Central (ex B&A and NH). Known as "screamers" to railfans this was because these original F40PHs powered the HEP alternator (to generate electricity for lighting, heat, etc.) from the prime mover. From the head end to the train required a non-varaiable frequency, and the prime mover had to turn at a constant 893 RPM while supplying head end power (even standing still, with the throttle in idle). Power to the traction motors was controlled by varying the field excitation of the main (traction) generator. At just over 56 feet long they are 8 feet shorter than their newer MK built F40PH-2C cousins. And while the 2Cs survive and are being rebuilt again all 18 of these original F40PHs were retired around 2015 after the new MPI HSP46s arrived. And though a few of her siblings met the torch, 1001 seen here remains rusting away at the MBTA storage yard in Rochester.
I never shot many of these in service since all were retired before I moved back east.
But for whatever reason I found myself in Boston while home from Alaska on vacation and grabbed this shot and a few others while poking around. I never imagined that in 8 years I'd be working here for this railroad....
Somerville, Massachusetts
Friday September 10, 2010