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Just one pic from my stay at Hawaii visiting my brother. I can't remember how many steps this was to the top, but it was alot. I was afraid I was gonna trip and fall backwards all the way down the steps when we got towards the top, but i'm alive! This used to be some type of mine, and these were railroad like tracks that they used to get things up and down this beast.
I have a ton of photos to upload, but i don't want to rely on editing any more with my laptop. The color reproduction on my screen makes everything look blue, it's pretty awesome..
Well my keyboard broke for my computer. I thought I might have fixed it and was afraid to try it until now. It is still severely handicapped, but I'll try to type here what these Christmas Decorations are all about.
In approximately the sixties, my favorite aunt and the family maid (who was with our family for 63 years) decided to make Christmas Tree Skirts. They bought white furry material, probably enough to do a life size display of all the polar bears in the Arctic. They cut it is big round pieces with a hole in the middle. Then they sewed white fringe on the outer edges of the circle and also on the edges of the inner circle that fit pretty closely around the trunk of the tree.
They gathered up all the old Christmas Cards they could find, and looked for ones that were nicely done and on fairly stiff card stock that would last probably into the next millennium after this one. They cut around the front of the cards, in a general effort to just have the "scene" in hand. No card insides, nor Stationery Company names, nor Aunt Matilda's signature, just Christmas scenes. Always one to gild the lilies, they garnished the various subjects on the greeting cards with glitter. They had various pretty colors and chose appropriate real estate on these greeting card faces so as to highlight them. They weren't ready to glue them to the furry material yet. They had some white net with which they covered each card. It allowed the lucky owner of the skirt to see through to the scene.
I always thought the net was there to help keep the glitter from getting rubbed off. The white net blended pretty well with the white material. Then they made an arrangement of the cards going around the tree attractively and glued them in place. Next step was to give one to my parents, each of my brothers, me, themselves, and probably legions of cousins and the mailman.
I had and used mine nearly every Christmas for about 50 years. The pure white fringe was no longer looking like snow under the tree. It was about the brown color of the water in the tree stand after the holidays are over. In spite of best efforts to water the stand, or bucket or coffee can or whatever, the skirts edges managed to get and stained. Given the glitter,and the card stock and the netting and the glue, this tree skirt wasn't what I would call washable.
Back in June of this year, 2016, I decided the tree skirt was terminally ill. I didn't have the heart to just pitch the whole thing out. After all it become an heirloom my dearly beloved Aunt Dorothy. I got a brainstorm. I would cut out each Christmas Card scene and photograph them. The part of the white material they were on were still pretty good. Then I would offer the pieces to my daughter so she would have an equal opportunity at suffering through the dilemma of what to do with them. That is what I did. Unfortunately, until I tried to photograph them, I never realized the net wasn't just held across the card loosely with just a few white thread stitches around the card. I thought I could just snip those few thread and free the cards up for their portrait session. Nope! The net had been glued on to the face of the card, without regard to which sections had glitter. I really did not want to photograph through net. I'm sure none of you will recognize this situation, but I don't always get what I want. I started working on the pictures earlier on Christmas Day and I'm still doing it now. I thought is would be easy to just make the background nicer for posterity and for Flickr. I could not believe how many hours it took, and they are still far from perfect.
I'm going to put a copy of this story with each one so that no matter which picture someone looks at, they can find out more.
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"On the Job, Blurring the Private Parts in ‘Naked and Afraid’" by JOHN KOBLIN via NYT t.co/IYa2JoPck7 (via Twitter twitter.com/felipemassone/status/719316791600750594)
model: julia c. she actually was afraid to cross the street on a journey to dunkin donuts and i don't think she even knows i took this...hahaha.
Sunset overlooking the Isle of Rhum (for those that have been watching Autumn Watch) today's music is from Marillion www.youtube.com/watch?v=NFi_BMYgaPQ&feature=g-vrec
Not afraid to admit I could not keep up with this the other day on the highway. I think the thing is nuclear powered or something. Lucky enough to see it standing still on Saturday and catch a parking lot shot.
You import guys/gals please let me know what this is that humbled me so easily
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This photograph was taken in the magic of The Golden Hour around Sunrise (Sunrise was at precisely 07:56am), at an altitude of Seventeen metres, at 08:03am on Sunday January 11th 2015 off Botany Road and Marine Drive, on the sandy shoreline of Botany Bay in Broadstairs, Kent, England.
I set off at 05:30am on a very chilly morning, around two degrees, and a bracing wind that pounded flesh and bones, but well worth the one and a half hour journey there to enjoy a lovely sunrise. The seven bays in Broadstairs consist of: (From south to north) Dumpton Gap, Louisa Bay, Viking Bay, Stone Bay, Joss Bay, Kingsgate Bay and Botany Bay.
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Day 171 (06.21.2012)
Never be afraid to sit awhile and think. ~ Lorraine Hansberry, A Raisin in the Sun
Happy Fence Friday and Happy Weekend from the rainy and steamy Tampa Bay Convention Center!
If you are a bird then no matter where you are,how far you are or even how fast you are....then this man WILL get you
ODC2 Fear
You challenge me for stress, I give you a witch. You challenge me for a 7 deadly sins, I give you a freak with a knife.....
So you got what you were asking for today. A freak witch with a knife behind her back. I am scary...Mwouaahahahahah
Please don't show that to your kids.
It was so much fun to make. I think I have a good face for it!!!
Oooops, Sophie finished her Sleeping beauty movie. Got to go cook diner!!!
"LEONARD'S PIT BARBECUE
Mr. Brown - Miss White
[pig walking in top hat, tuxedo with pinstriped pants, and short formal walking stick]
PHONE 9-9462 - 1140 SOUTH BELLEVUE - MEMPHIS, TENN.
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WOMAN!
Woman—She's an angel in truth, a demon in fiction.
A woman's the greatest of all contradictions;
She's afraid of a cockroach, she'll scream at a mouse.
She'll tackle a husband as big as a house.
She'll take him for better, she'll take him for worse,
She'll split his head open, and then be his nurse.
And when he is well and can get out of bed,
She'll pick up a teapot and throw it at his head.
She's faithful, deceitful, keen sighted and blind;
She's crafty, she's simple, she's cruel, she's kind.
She'll lift a man up, she'll cast a man down,
She'll make him her hero, her ruler her clown.
You fancy she's this, but you find that she's that,
She'll play like a kitten, and fight like a cat.
In the morning she will, in the evening she won't,
And you're always expecting she will, but she don't.
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MAN
Men are what women marry. They are divided into three classes: Husbands, Bachelors and Widowers.
A bachelor is a man whose mind is filled with obstinacy and whose soul is filled with suspicion.
Husbands are of three varieties: Prizes, surprises and consolation prizes.
Making a husband out of a man is one of the higher arts known to civilization. It requires Science, patience, persistence, faith and charity.
If you flatter a man you frighten him to death; if you don't you bore him. If you permit him to make love to you, he gets
tired of you in the end; If you don't, he gets tired of you in the beginning. If you believe all he tells you, he thinks you are a
fool; if you don't he thinks' you are a cynic.
If you wear gay clothes, rouge, and a startling hat, he hesitates to take you out. If you wear plain clothes, he takes you out and stares all evening at the women in gay colors, rouge and startling hats.
If you join the gaieties of his smoking and drinking, he says you are driving him to destruction; if you don't approve, he vows that you are snobbish.
If you are the clinging vine type, he doubts whether you have a brain; and if you are modern, advanced and intelligent woman, he doubts whether you have a heart. If you are silly, he longs for a bright mate, and if you are intelligent and brilliant, he longs for a playmate.
Most men are like worms in the grass; they wriggle around awhile—and then some chicken grabs them.
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SOMEBODY’S LITTLE BOY
Somebody’s boy was crossing the street,
Innocent, young and fair,
He hadn’t the judgment of other folks,
He didn’t see danger there.
Somebody’s boy had a song on his lips,
But it died in an instant away,
For a motorist ran the little boy down,
And he died at the close of the day.
Somebody kneels by an empty bed,
And fondles a little shoe,
Somebody looks through the empty years,
Suppose this somebody were you?
Will you watch for the little boys,
Drivers in the city and town?
Really, It’s one of the greatest crimes,
To run a little boy down.
REMEMBER
1. To Stop at Stop Signs
2. To Slow Down at Intersections
3. To Obey Traffic Lights
4. To Signal For Turns
5. Have Car Inspected Regularly
6. Cross Streets Only at Intersections
7. Obey All Traffic Officers
8. To Drive in Proper Lane
9. Watch For Pedestrians
10. Obey All Safety Council Boys
11. THINK of Others
12. STOP at Leonard's coming and going."
I see these poems in various publications from the 1920s and later. Always attributed to some version of "Anonymous".
Leonard's history page on site for current Leonard's Barbecue in East Memphis: leonardsbarbecue.com/history/history.html
A good interview with Leonard Huberger's (the "Leonard" of Leonard's) grandson who also has a BBQ place in Horn Lake, MS named Tommy Leonard's Bar-B-Q: www.southernfoodways.org/interview/tommy-leonards-bar-b-q/
Yeah. Its early. Like walking into the shops and finding it marketing for Christmas two months early kinda early. But, every year I joke that I'm going to make Christmas cards and never do it in time. I may still not. Starting this early means I can try.
Tyke was afraid of the beard... especially because Bosco kept biting it.
a few others on my blog
I don't know it it's clear. I'm scared of the twister.
Twister by: browse.deviantart.com/resources/?q=tornado&order=9&am...
The First Picture was taken and posted in November 2015.
The Picture to the Right is the same Tree Now. August 2025.
I'd Say it Grew up Pretty Well! no Longer Naked Nor Afraid!.
This friendly spider was having a good time on the other side (fortunately) of one of the windows of my apartment, so I didn't hesitate to mount my macro lens and take this picture!
It is a little known fact that it is only the glass which protects you when visiting otters. They are quite vicious and can jump farther than the bunny in Monty Python. Be afraid. The "we're sleeping" and "innocent puppy dog look" are just acts. They are but feeble attempts to cover their nefarious intents. Really.
Don't be afraid to take on new challenges... #opportunity #ownyoursuccessstory #leadyourlife #cydcor ift.tt/1ljnlvr
"I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery"
"Because of you, I am afraid"
-Kelly Clarkson - Because of you-
The thing is, I think too much. And thinking about the past makes me sentimental. And that's how I waste my spirit on things that have gone, long ago. 'Cause it sucks the good things out of me. I have to learn how to live in the present. Cut the sentimental crap. Don't think about people, who clearly are not thinking about you. Don't miss things that aren't there anymore and never come back. Make new friends, and be happy with the ones you have.
I had a hard day. But Emiel made it all better with sending naughty text messages when he was on the way back home ;), candles in the bedroom, some affection. Having a selfcooked meal. It's all better now. I'm happy with what I've got. But I'm so afraid to lose it!
That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an aeroplane and Lenny Bruce is not afraid.
Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn - world serves its own needs, dummy serve your own needs.
Feed it off an aux speak, grunt, no, strength, Ladder start to clatter with fear fight down height.
Wire in a fire, representing seven games, a government for hire and a combat site.
Left of west and coming in a hurry with the furies breathing down your neck.
Team by team reporters baffled, trumped, tethered cropped.
Look at that low playing! Fine, then.
Uh oh, overflow, population, common food, but it'll do.
Save yourself, serve yourself.
World serves its own needs, listen to your heart bleed dummy with the rapture and the revered and the right, right.
You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright light, feeling pretty psyched.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.
Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign towers.
Slash and burn, return, listen to yourself churn.
Locking in, uniforming, book burning, blood letting.
Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate.
Light a candle, light a votive. Step down, step down.
Watch your heel crush, crushed, uh-oh, this means no fear cavalier.
Renegade steer clear!
A tournament, tournament, a tournament of lies.
Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives and I decline.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.
The other night I dreamt of knives, continental drift divide.
Mountains sit in a line, Leonard Bernstein. Leonid Brezhnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs.
Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom!
You symbiotic, patriotic, slam book neck, right? Right.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it. can't I have some time alone?
It's the end of the world as we know it can't I have some time alone? and I feel fine...fine...
I'm not afraid to take a stand
Everybody come take my hand
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just let you know that, you're not alone
Holla if you feel that you've been down the same road
You can try and read my lyrics off of this paper before I lay 'em
But you won't take this thing out these words before I say 'em
Cause ain't no way I'm let you stop me from causing mayhem
When I say 'em or do something I do it, I don't give a damn
What you think, I'm doing this for me, so fuck the world
Feed it beans, it's gassed up, if a thing's stopping me
I'mma be what I set out to be, without a doubt undoubtedly
And all those who look down on me I'm tearing down your balcony
No if ands or buts don't try to ask him why or how can he
From Infinite down to the last Relapse album he's still shit and
Whether he's on salary, paid hourly
Until he bows out or he shit's his bowels out of him
Whichever comes first, for better or worse
He's married to the game, like a fuck you for christmas
His gift is a curse, forget the earth he's got the urge
To pull his dick from the dirt and fuck the universe
I'm not afraid to take a stand
Everybody come take my hand
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just let you know that, you're not alone
Holla if you feel that you've been down the same road
Ok quit playin' with the scissors and shit, and cut the crap
I shouldn't have to rhyme these words in the rhythm for you to know it's a rap
You said you was king, you lied through your teeth
For that fuck your feelings, instead of getting crowned you're getting capped
And to the fans, I'll never let you down again, I'm back
I promise to never go back on that promise, in fact
Let's be honest, that last Relapse CD was "ehhhh"
Perhaps I ran them accents into the ground
Relax, I ain't going back to that now
All I'm tryna say is get back, click-clack BLAOW
Cause I ain't playin' around
There's a game called circle and I don't know how
I'm way too up to back down
But I think I'm still tryna figure this crap out
Thought I had it mapped out but I guess I didn't
This fucking black cloud's still follow's me around
But it's time to exercise these demons
These motherfuckers are doing jumping jacks now!
I'm not afraid to take a stand
Everybody come take my hand
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just let you know that, you're not alone
Holla if you feel that you've been down the same road
And I just can't keep living this way
So starting today, I'm breaking out of this cage
I'm standing up, Imma face my demons
I'm manning up, Imma hold my ground
I've had enough, now I'm so fed up
Time to put my life back together right now
It was my decision to get clean, I did it for me
Admittedly I probably did it subliminally for you
So I could come back a brand new me, you helped see me through
And don't even realise what you did, believe me you
I been through the ringer, but they can do little to the middle finger
I think I got a tear in my eye, I feel like the king of
My world, haters can make like bees with no stingers, and drop dead
No more beef flingers, no more drama from now on, I promise
To focus soley on handling my responsibility's as a father
So I solemnly swear to always treat this roof like my daughters and raise it
You couldn't lift a single shingle lonely
Cause the way I feel, I'm strong enough to go to the club
Put a ??? and lift the whole liquor counter up
Cause I'm raising the bar, I shoot for the moon
But I'm too busy gazing at stars, I feel amazing and
I'm not afraid to take a stand
Everybody come take my hand
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just let you know that, you're not alone
Holla if you feel that you've been down the same road