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I love this BMW classic, it is such a pleasure to see a wholesome car like this being well looked after and not neglected. Wish more car owners were like this BMW owner
Vehicle make BMW
Date of first registration 11 April 1986
Year of manufacture 1986
Cylinder capacity (cc) 2788cc
CO₂Emissions Not available
Fuel type PETROL
Export marker No
Vehicle status Tax not due
Vehicle colour BLUE
I could tell that Aggie Ring was impressed. After several moments of silence he spoke out and said, “If my Eyes of Texas aren’t deceiving me, that’s the biggest damn lightbulb I’ve ever seen! I guess it’s true… Everything IS bigger in Jersey!”
The Aggie Ring woke me up early this morning. In fact it was even before 11:30 a.m. so I knew he wanted to do something. I asked the Aggie Ring, “What do you want to do Aggie Ring?” The Aggie Ring replied, “I want to go see the lightbulb!” I wasn’t sure what he was talking about so I said, “What lightbulb?” The Aggie Ring said with emphasis, “Let there be LIGHT!” Then it hit me. Aggie Ring wanted to drive him up the Parkway to the site of Thomas A. Edison’s Menlo Park laboratory so he could see the Art Deco Edison Memorial Tower and “Big Ass Lightbulb!”
Other than the time he told me that he thought Elvis took our change in a tollbooth on the New Jersey State Turnpike, Aggie Ring has great ideas. It’s only about a 20 to 25 minute drive up the Parkway from our house so Aggie Ring and I set off to see the Edison Memorial Tower. The last time we’d been there it had been in horrible shape and they were beginning work on restoring it. That was a bit over a year ago so I assumed that Aggie Ring figured out that they would be finished with the conservation work on the historical site.
When we drove down the little side street where the tower is located the Aggie Ring was overwhelmed with awe at the restored site. Aggie Ring was truly “speechless!” It’s just as beautiful as the day it was built. They did an incredible job on the restoration. After a few moments sitting in the car just looking out the window Aggie Ring broke his silence and asked me, “Did you bring a cigar? Edison loved his cigars and I think he’d have wanted you to smoke a cigar while you’re looking the place over.” Unfortunately I had left my cigars at home so the Edison “smoke out” will have to happen on a future date.
The laboratory building is no longer at this site but it’s still impressive to think of not only the electric lightbulb, but all of the other great inventions that Mr. Edison invented here. Aggie Ring said, “Imagine. He did all this stuff without the help of an Aggie Ring!”
The Aggie Ring and I walked around the tower and took some photos of the “Big Ass Lightbulb” and the historical plaques at its base. The Aggie Ring and I are planning on going back some evening when the lightbulb is illuminated. Aggie Ring said, “It would be cool if you could get a photo during a thunderstorm when there’s lightning behind the tower.” I told Aggie Ring, “You’re crazy! I’m not standing out in a field during a lightning storm with an Aggie Ring on my finger! Maybe if we can get a VMI grad to come with us. Their rings are so damn big a lightning bolt would hit one of them before us!”
Aggie Ring said, “It’s a good thing Edison invented the lightbulb or there’d be a lot of Waggies drinking their tequila shots by candlelight!” I told the Aggie Ring, “True… Those Waggies love their tequila the invention of the lightbulb makes it a lot easier for them to pour the tequila and do body shots!”
Aggie Ring asked me to provide some info on the Edison “Big Ass Lightbulb” Memorial Tower for your educational enlightenment (“Get it?” Aggie Ring said):
Thomas Alva Edison Memorial Tower and Menlo Park Museum, New Jersey
"Let there be light." Thomas Alva Edison's Menlo Park Laboratory and Memorial Tower. Those of us on the Jersey Shore call it the "Big Ass Lightbulb!”
The Edison Tower, located on the site of the original laboratory at Menlo Park, New Jersey, to which Thomas Alva Edison moved in 1876, was erected in 1937 as a monument to the great inventor. The Tower is the gift of William Slocum Barstow to the Thomas Alva Edison Foundation Incorporated in behalf of the Edison Pioneers. It was dedicated on February 11, 1838, the ninety-first anniversary of the inventor's birth.
Rising 131 ft. 4 in. above the ground, the tower looms as the highest discernible object for many miles. Surmounting the 117 ft. 8 in. concrete-slab structure is a 13 ft. 8 in. replica of the original incandescent lamp which, when illuminated, can be seen for a distance of several miles. It once served as an airplane beacon. The Tower is designed for pressure of wind at a velocity of 120 miles per hour. In its construction, which consumed slightly less than eight months, approximately 1200 barrels of Edison Portland cement and 50 tons of reinforced steel were used.
The large bulb on top of the Tower was cast by the Corning Glass Works. The replica bulb contains 153 separate pieces of amber tinted Pyrex glass, 2 in. thick, set upon a steel frame. The bulb is 5 ft. in diameter at the neck and 9 ft. 2 in. in diameter at the greatest width and weighs, without the steel frame on which it is placed, in excess of three tons. Before the restoration, inside this Pyrex glass bulb were four 1000 watt bulbs, four 200 watt bulbs, and four 100 watt bulbs. A duplicate of each was arranged as automatically to cut in should its companion bulb fail.
The Edison Tower has been completely restored and when complete, the bulb is now illuminated with modern Light Emitting Diode (LED) technology. Mr. Edison would be pleased with this, I’m sure.
While we don’t have any records of exactly what was said when Mr. Edison perfected his invention, I suspect one of his workers shouted out something like this: “Holy Mother of Baby Jesus on a Donkey!” “Mr. Edison, You’ve done it!!! You’ve perfected the Electric Light!!! You truly are King of Kings!!!!”
The tower is located on a mysterious plot of land and exactly at midnight on the night of a full moon, it would be a perfect site for the ritual sacrifice of virgins. Too bad we don’t have any of those in New Jersey! :-)
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Aggie Ring says, “The Road Goes On Forever, and the Party Never Ends!”
"The camera makes everyone a tourist in other people's reality, and eventually in one's own."
(Susan Sontag - American Writer, Activist and Critic, 1933-2004)
I took this picture while we were shooting a moving scene with Hussain Kuwajerwala and Mansi Sadana.
It was in Hussain's green room during "Zangoora - The Gypsy Prince", I kept on hiding my reflection in the mirrors and I was also trying anything in order to cover my camera's click sounds...
I was happy to work with actors such as this amazing team with simpleness, kindness and high professionalism everywhere.
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Multiple cases being ejected as this US Army soldier blows through a magazine full of blanks with his M4.
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Automatic Loveletter @ Warped Tour - July 19 2008
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Das ist die „automatischere“ Version der C35. Bei der „automatic“ ist das flashmatic-System noch etwas ausgefeilter: Die Kamera erkennt, wenn ein Blitzgerät aufgesteckt ist und schaltet dann selbsttätig auf 1/30 Sek. um, auch sichtbar an einem Blitzsymbol im Sucher.
Es muss auch nicht mehr zwischen „Auto“ (für Tageslichtbetrieb) und dem Leitzahlenbereich umgeschaltet werden wie bei der „normalen“ C35. Es genügt, wenn „Auto“ auf die entsprechende Leitzahl zeigt. Bei aufgestecktem Blitz ist dann auf Blitzsynchronisation geschaltet und – bei abgeschalteter Belichtungsautomatik – der Entfernungsring mit der Blende gekuppelt. Ohne Blitz ist die Belichtungsautomatik wieder eingeschaltet, man muss nicht extra wieder auf „auto“ zurückdrehen.
Das klingt vielleicht komplizierter als es ist, bedeutet aber nur, dass bei Blitzbetrieb nicht mehr umgedacht werden muss: einfach Blitzgerät drauf und die "flashmatic" belichtet korrekt.
Ich habe auch noch die schwarze Version.
Garage door installation and repair services for either commercial, residential or industrial www.garagedoorswaikato.co.nz/garage-roller-doors
in the subway of Warsaw, Poland.
UPDATES on the invasion of Ukraine by Putin, the leader of the Russian mafia.
This example of Konica's compact rangefinder has a meter that is responsive, and the automatic function appears to work correctly. The shutter is sluggish at full aperture, though, so it will have to be cleaned.
Secret trick against depression: Just pull that small string on the back of your head.
Self-Portrait, 2009.
After many trials and errors I have finally figured out this marble machine. It automatically feeds the next ball once the one before it reaches the drop arm. As you can see with one marble, the release mechanism is very tricky and if the marble is just slightly too big or small, it will not work correctly.
I hope to have this machine in the store within the next few weeks. More machines to come, and more complex, manual crank ones that are super cool!
Enjoy!
They say that feeling never ends
If you let go you must pretend
That the back of your head
is covering your eyes
I was shamelessly disguised
I was experimenting with brushes and this came out! Must say I'm quite happy with it even though I'm not a fan of butterflies!
Close-up of an Armitron automatic (self-winding) watch.
I bought this one because it has the see-through glass case that shows off all the gears and jewels.
You can see a blur of one wheel, a gear, and the second hand (pointing to "25") because the watch is ticking.
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1968 Mercedes 280SL Automatic.
Anglia Car Auctions, King's Lynn -
"V5 Present
MoT Jun 2019
Chassis number: 11304422003392
Purchased by the vendor from ACA in our Jan 2014 auction, this automatic Pagoda is only for sale in order to fund the construction of a new potato shed at the vendor's Wetherby based farm. During the vendor's 4 year ownership, the car has completed 2 overseas rallies and won a concours d'elegance. 4 new tyres have recently been fitted and the gear selector has been rebuilt. Stored in an air‑conditioned temperature controlled unit when not in use, the car comes complete with an extensive history file containing copy older V5s, a large quantity of various invoices dating from the 1980's to present, bills of sale dated 1983 & 2004. 2014 pre‑auction inspection report, MoTs dating from 2004, data card, handbooks & wallet. Mileage recorded at 48k."
Sold for £117,660.
The human jukebox was an icon for years around Fisherman's Wharf in San Francisco. This picture was taken with a Praktica Super TL in July 1975 on Kodakchrome 64 transparency film.
He passed away in October 2005.
Obituary from the SF Chronicle:
In the days before schizophrenia stole his wits, Grimes Poznikov played music on "The Mike Douglas Show" and was lauded by journalist Charles Kuralt as one of the most popular entertainment attractions in San Francisco. It was the 1970s and early 1980s -- and Mr. Poznikov, "The Automatic Human Jukebox," sat at Fisherman's Wharf in a refrigerator box playing songs for cash.
He was a very good musician by all accounts, a skill he always attributed to growing up in a house where everyone played an instrument and his mother was a locally famous singer.
But that was in the old days.
By the late 1980s, Mr. Poznikov's mental illness made him so erratic he could no longer perform, and he began sleeping in the streets. And that's how he died, from alcohol poisoning, on Thursday. A passer-by discovered him lying on a sidewalk near the corner of Caesar Chavez Street and Highway 101. He was 59.
"He was brilliant, but always missing a few cards in his deck," said his sister, Jenny Predpelski of Overland Park, Kan. "From the time he could talk, he could play any instrument from piano to trumpet and drums, and he was a very bright student.
"But somewhere along the way, he decided he wanted to be a hippie. His music career was good with the jukebox act, but after he started to go downhill about 15 years ago, we just sort of lost him."
Mr. Poznikov was born to Bernie and Albert Poznik and raised in Neodesha, Kan. His father was a lawyer and his mother ran an art studio and acted in local theaters, gaining area renown for acting and singing, particularly as the lead in "Mame," said Predpelski.
"It was a great life, but Grimes just didn't want to be in a small town," she said. "Once he left here, he never came back."
One of Mr. Poznikov's first unconventional acts came when he was drafted after high school and showed up for his draft board hearing stoned on acid, relatives recalled. He was rejected for service, and went on to earn a bachelor's degree at Cornell College in Iowa in 1969, majoring in psychology.
Mr. Poznikov taught elementary school in Chicago for three years, but soon became restless as he got more attracted to the counterculture, his sister recalled.
Mr. Poznikov already had been arrested at the 1968 Democratic National Convention in Chicago with other anti-war protesters while blowing "America the Beautiful" on the trumpet, and while he was teaching he became more involved in the peace movement. In 1972, he set up a trailer at the Republican National Convention in Miami, calling it the "American Lobotomy Machine." He and other peace demonstrators sat in it for hours, pretending to be brainwashed into being "good Americans."
That same year, he abandoned the teaching career, tacked the "ov" of his Russian ancestors onto the end of his name, and moved out to San Francisco to try his hand at professional music. Being a self-styled hippie, the street scene drew him first.
"He'd got the idea for the Automatic Human Jukebox act in Amsterdam, watching street performers," said his sister. "So he decided to try that out West."
It was a simple, but brilliantly successful act.
Mr. Poznikov would sit at Fisherman's Wharf near the cable car turnaround in a painted refrigerator box. On one side of the box were dozens of little tabs cut into the cardboard, each with a song title written on it. On the other side of the box was a slot for dropping in money, and on the front of the box was a lid operated by a pulley from the inside.
Tourists would push in a song tab, drop in money, and the lid flipped open to reveal Mr. Poznikov in a fedora hat and tie. He'd reel off the song on trumpet, kazoo or any of a half-dozen other instruments he kept in the box.
The quality of the song depended on how much cash was dropped in the slot. A reporter selected "I Left My Heart in San Francisco" one hot summer day in 1976, slid in a dime, and got one quick kazoo blast. The reporter then tossed in $2, and when the performance lid flipped open Mr. Poznikov blew a soulful, pitch-perfect version of the same song on trumpet, fetching cheers from the crowd of 40 people gathered around.
The act was so popular he was booked on national TV shows and featured in news articles and travel guides all over the country. At least two Web sites are devoted to the memory of his act.
"He is a true musical genius, and like all creative giants, he always lived a few notes ahead of the masses," Bill Self wrote on one of the sites, saying he was a childhood friend of Mr. Poznikov's in Kansas and kept in occasional touch through the years.
In 1987, after being ticketed by the police for playing his trumpet 13 decibels above the legal sound limit, Mr. Poznikov quit his act, moved out of his rented apartment and began sleeping in the streets. He stayed with friends from time to time -- particularly his off-and-on girlfriend, Susan "Harmony" Tanner -- but the freedom of the outdoors always pulled him back to the sidewalk, he told a reporter last December.
"I never got a chance to do the stuff I wanted to for him because he made himself hard to find," said Niels Tangherlini, a San Francisco paramedic captain who counsels homeless people in the street. "It amazes me how people who are so sick manage to elude us. It was very sad for him to go that way."
Mr. Poznikov is survived by his sister; Tanner; and two brothers, Greg Poznik of Madison, Wis., and Sam Silver of Aurora, Colo.
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Watercolor, soft pastel, and aquarelle pencil, 2011. Inspired by the work of Mayako Nakamura, who is a master. See her automatic drawings. www.flickr.com/photos/ma85/sets/72157626413640237/