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Because not all CDs are shiny objects for storing data ...
Update: Any similarity between the figure in the first frame and Kaptain Kobold's secret identity is entirely intentional.
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Just because you like to see my legs!
Evening of Day Two at Keystone 2015 had me wearing this ensemble to the bar for a last drink before retiring to take up my flickr- um... responsibilities!
This ensemble is built around this incredibly snug fitting black vinyl & red lycra spandex minidress with laser cutouts on the left side & arm that came from greatglam.com. I've matched it up with my black Platino Luxe 40 denier pantyhose worn over Hanes Alive Barely There support hose from onehanesplace.com and finished off with my black vinyl peep toe platform pumps from venus.com.
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Ignazzoid and his news cyborg girlfriend had been a couple for some time now, Ignazzoid was a Insecotoid (according to capital-planet ethnic statistics) or as his species would like to call themselves Bzzz--ZZ--sschss or as the ethnic slur would have it a: Buzzer...
...anyhow because of various biological reasons they were a childless couple... they were poor and lived in a shack down the lover levels, they ran a small business selling rinsed ad recycled technology they found in the suers...
one day they found a bag of credits which a one-in-a-million lucky shot...
they decided to pay there rent to the N´nugulian mafia for two years in advance,,,
they still had some money left so Ignazzoid said to his partner:
- Hey Rivetta, what do you say, I mean we have been together for quite a while now but never had a day out drinking and dancing...
Rivetta said: Yes Darling, a romantic day out just relaxing drinking to our stupor and dance and drink and puke and then dance and puke some more and talk to people other than our costumers! Oh Darling we are gonna have so much fun...
So the couple did as they said and took their first day ever off collecting tech from the stinking underground suer mega-pipes stuffed with the higher levels waste products...
They bought perfume by a local dealer and two 5 liter containers of moonshine from the same sleazy mutant dealer...
...as they said: the perfume is needed to disguise our foul stench from working in the suers and loads of moonshine is needed to intoxicate Rivetta´s cybernetic body and the alien gut of Ignazzoid that is highly resistant to any form of human toxins... leisure one even so!
...after dancing to an old vintage tune they had found on an old mp3 stick from the happy double zeros, the only music they had they said:
Now, now it is gonna happen, we are drunk we are happy and in the mood, lets go out and let our bionic legs work that dance floor...
The knew a illegal disco close by know as the Noise-maze the played noise from electronic noise bands from vintage times like, T-stallion, Nurse with wound and Marlene Diedrich and so one...
when they had stood in queue the for two hours they reached the anti-sound-wall and the entrance the bouncer said:
- Organics only and pointed to their bodies!
Rivetta replied:
But my head and brain is organic and that is what counts isn´t it?
...and when it come to my beloved hubby his species all have bionic lower parts, since they are born without limbs or any other natural way to move about, that is why they fuse them with bot-bodies at birth...
- Eh well, you lady your head is allowed inside, just leave your body int the wardrobe with your bag and other belongings... and you alien guy if your are fused with that exo-body I cannot allow you in...
..they both left in anger...
...then they had an idea: there is an illegal droid-noise-bar next to suer-pipe 2323999b in sector five since the organics won´t have them why not get friendly with the artificials, they had many bot costumers and they were all friendly and polite...
...so on towards the Disco called Drone astro floor...
ok, there was a queue there too...
so 2 hour later they reached the two bouncer-droids...
One had hooks for hands the other one a huge squid-like chunk of a bot...
the big one looked at the couple from top to toe then his optic-sensors rolled around behind his screen as if he did some kind of thinking with really huge and heavy piece of programing... then it said:
- Beep, Beep, calculation and bioscan done: result: Body of female can enter, but fused insectoid-borg cannot, since he is fused with the organic tissues...
Then Ignazzoid said: oh please not again, we just want to have fun, I mean look at us over 50% of our bodies are mech´s no one would tell us apart from a droid, please or if not, please just turn of the anti-sound-wall for an hour, we can dance outside here, and hey look at that Cyber-saur over there it must have a ton of organic tissue on it... much more than the few kilos we possess!
The Huge robot looked towards the hooked one and said:
- Hooker, Tell Them: rules: facts: please/thanks!
The other tinier and more human speaking robot named hooker replied:
- well, that cyber-saur is just parked here by his owner who is a bot... and sure we could probably let you in but if we start gnawing away at the rules, we would loose costumers, I mean what bot would come to a place when all it wants is to get away from their organic master for a brief moment, ...and I mean what would happen if they came here and the place would be full of organics, I mean that would be no relaxation at all...
the big robot agreed by saying:
- Beep, Beep, Hooker: Right! but Beep, Offer we can Make: 50 Kreds!
The smaller bot translated his bouncer-bot friend:
- Yeah well Octo says that for 1 minute we can deactivate the anti-sound-wall so you can dance outside, we can hmm, blame it on a temporary glitch, 50 kredit Please!!!
so the couple payed the bots, but non of them felt like dancing any longer, the listened to the noise, but what hurt them the most was that behind the noise the could hear bots enjoying themselves talking, laughing and chatting...
Then they went home and slept and the next day they went to work filtering the pooh and pee of the upper levels with a huge hangover... and both kind of wishing they wouldn´t find another valuable treasure!!!
Decided to recycle this photo for Blythe A Day 13 September 2013 - KNIGHT because I can't think of a better photo for KNIGHT interoperation.
*** shoot 2013 ***
Special thanks to Nicoletta
from "Chevalier's Mittelalterladen" Arbon Switzerland
for letting me shoot the photos
Because of BOOM, that's why!
My new Mobile SAM Launcher, sharing it's hull with the Utau-1 A1 Main Battle Tank.
I hope you like my newest creation. It was a lot of fun to design. Please share your thoughts on this one and thanks for your time!
Because that is nothing better than have a friend to rely on. ;)
The beautiful redhead My Melody belongs to my friend Elisa!!! o^___^o
when the sun was with me earlier this week, I took this photograph with the knowing that the grey would return, and i would need to see this warmth.
It's easy to pick holes in the legend of Thomas the Rhymer. Many of the references to him and his predictions were written centuries after his death, but folklore is not necessarily unreliable just because it's verbal, and there's a good argument that in this case, where there's smoke there may once have been fire!
The problem is that the historical reality of True Thomas has been almost completely submerged in the tidal wave of myth and legend that has grown up around him over the centuries since. While it seems reasonable to dismiss the story that he "disappeared for seven years to live with the Queen of Elfland and returned to Ercildoune with the gift of prophecy", there are plenty of predictions attributed to him that may either be genuine or may have contained some degree of truth.
Popular lore recounts that he prophesied some of the great events in Scottish history, including the death of Alexander III of Scotland in 1286. He is said to have told the Earl of Dunbar:
"On the morrow, afore noon, shall blow the greatest wind that ever was heard before in Scotland."
There having been no significant change in the weather by the time his lordship sat down for his lunch the following day, a "please explain" was sent to Thomas, who replied that the appointed hour had not yet come, shortly after which, news arrived from Fife of the king's death.
Another of the Rhymer's predictions is said to go like this:
"When the Yowes o' Gowrie come to land,
The Day o' Judgment's near at hand"
A "Yowe" in the country parts of Scotland, is a ewe and the Yowes of Gowrie were two large rounded ovine looking rocks in the Tay estuary, just off the shore from Invergowrie, close to the outlet of the Fowlis Burn. Why and how should two large rocks ever come ashore you might well wonder? Well they had been observed over a period of many years to be getting slowly but surely closer to the shoreline! Or to be more precise, the shoreline was getting closer to them! Then in the 19th century they finally did come ashore. The Dundee to Perth railway line was built along that part of the coast line, seemingly just offshore of the yowes, after which the area to landward of the railway was used as a rubbish dump - supposedly burying the yowes in the process. So technically the yowes have "come to land", without triggering the Day of Judgement, although there are parts of Dundee where it probably can't come soon enough!
Perhaps my favourite of the Rhymer's prophecies, concerns Fyvie Castle in Aberdeenshire. He is said to have said:
"Fyvie, Fyvie thou'se never thrive,
lang's there's in thee stanes three :
There's ane intill the highest tower,
There's ane intill the ladye's bower,
There's ane aneath the water-yett,
And thir three stanes ye'se never get."
What does that mean when translated loosely into understandable English?
It is believed that there were three special stones at Fyvie - weeping stones. They remained permanently damp, whatever the weather and the whereabouts of two of them are unknown. The Rhymer's prediction is interpreted as meaning that until all three were located, no eldest son would succeed to his father at Fyvie. The 'Ladye's bower' is the castle's charter room, and the one surviving stone is kept there to this day. Whether there is another one built into the castles 'highest tower', nobody seems to know, but the biggest problem is the one said to be underneath the water-gate. This would place it in the River Ythan, which runs around the castle, and trying to identify a damp stone is a river is of course a difficult task!
So what about the prediction, that no oldest son would inherit? I have known this story, without questioning it, for most of my life, having been solemnly told that indeed, no eldest son had ever inherited the castle. But in the interests of science, I though I would spend some time now trying to find out whether that's true!
Fyvie was originally (before the time of the Rhymer a royal castle. We know that King Alexander II signed charters here in February 1222 and The Bruce stayed here in the early years of the 14th century. Since then, it has been owned by five families - the Prestons, the Meldrums, the Setons, the Gordons and the Forbes-Leiths.
Actually, technically, there were six families! In 1370, King Robert II granted Fyvie to his son and heir John (later Robert III), who in turn passed the castle to his cousin, Sir James Lindsay. However, in 1388 the Scots had a rare victory over the English at the Battle of Otterburn, during which Ralph de Percy was captured by Sir Henry Preston, the brother-in-law of Sir James Lindsay. When Robert III came to the throne two years later in 1390 he purchased the rights to Ralph de Percy's ransom by transferring ownership of Fyvie Castle from Sir James Lindsay to Sir Henry Preston. This would seem rather unfair, although I imagine Sir James would have been adequately compensated, but it does of course set the prophesy off in the right direction - Sir James' heir never inherited Fyvie!
So leaving Sir James Lyndsay to one side, the first effective owner of Fyvie in the post royal era, was Sir Henry Preston. When he died around the year 1433, he wasn't succeeded by his son, because he didn't have any! Fyvie went to Sir Alexander Meldrum of that ilk, who had married one of Sir Henry's two daughters.
Fyvie remained in the hands of the Meldrums for about 160 years, passing through the hands of several (probably five) generations of the family, but as we don't know the genealogy of this part of the Meldrum family, we can't say whether an eldest son ever inherited. Probably yes, but the accuracy of the prophesy can't be disproved! In 1596, Fyvie was sold by the Meldrums to Alexander Seton, later Chancellor of Scotland.
Alexander Seton, 1st Earl of Dunfermline and Chancellor of Scotland, was born in 1555. His first wife, to whom he was already married when he bought Fyvie, was Lillias Drummond and after producing five children for him, all girls, it is said that Lord Seton, blaming his wife for the lack of a son and heir, began an affair with her cousin (and future wife) Grizel Leslie. Betrayed and heartbroken Lillias died not long after learning of the affair, .
Lillias Drummond died in May 1601 and Lord Seton married Grizel Leslie a few months later in October 1601. On their wedding night at Fyvie it is said that they were both distracted by a 'mournful moaning' from outside their bedroom window. A search for the source of the noises produced no results but the next morning the words D. LILLIAS DRUMMOND were found carved into the stone sill outside their bedroom window, in letters three inches high and upside down, the window being over 50 feet above ground level. The letters remain visible to this day and since that time, Fyvie Castle is said to have been haunted by a lady in green, roaming the corridors of the castle, crying at her betrayal by her husband and leaving behind the scent of Rose petals!
How much of that is true, I don’t know, but what is true is that before her death in 1606, Grizel Leslie produced two daughters and a son Charles, and that Charles died young! It was up to Lord Seton's third wife to produce his successor, another Charles.
The eldest son and heir of Charles Seton, 2nd Earl of Dunfermline, also named Charles, died in 1672, just before his father! Alexander, the 2nd son became 3rd Earl of Dunfermline, but dying unmarried, the title passed to his brother James.
James Seton, 4th Earl of Dunfermline, died in 1694, also unmarried - which was somewhat immaterial because, having supported the Jacobite cause in the 1689 Rising, his castle and estate had already been confiscated by the crown. Fyvie remained a crown property until it was sold in 1733.
The purchaser in 1733 was William Gordon, 2nd Earl of Aberdeen. His wife at the time was Anne Gordon, daughter of the 2nd Duke of Gordon and their eldest son William inherited Fyvie from his father. But those that have read this far and are hoping the Rhymer's prophesy will hold true will be delighted to learn that Lord William Gordon had already been married, twice and had two sons by his 2nd wife. So once again, the eldest son and heir didn't inherit Fyvie.
General William Gordon, 1st of Fyvie died in 1816 when, unfortunately for Thomas the Rhymer, who now can never be taken seriously again, was succeeded by his only son William Gordon, 2nd of Fyvie Castle. He died without children in 1847, whereupon Fyvie passed to his nephew, Charles Gordon 3rd of Fyvie.
When the 3rd laird died in 1851, Fyvie passed to his son and heir, for the 2nd (and last) time that we know of in five centuries, William Cosmo Gordon. Either he or his executors put Fyvie up for sale and it sold in 1889 to the 5th and last family to own it.
Fyvie's new owner was Alexander John Forbes-Leith, later 1st Baron Leith of Fyvie. He was a local boy who had made his fortune in the steel industry in the US of A and used Fyvie to house his huge collection of paintings, tapestries, armour and furniture. His only son and heir, Percy Forbes-Leith, 2nd Lt Royal Dragoons, was killed aged 19 in 1900 during the Boer War.
In 1982 Fyvie Castle was once again placed on the market, and in 1984 it was purchased by the National Trust for Scotland.
So could Thomas the Rhymer predict the future? Well it's my belief he could do so every bit as accurately as Nostradamus!
"I cannot cry
Because I know that's weakness in your eyes.
I'm forced to fake a smile, a laugh everyday of my life.
My heart can't possibly break
When it wasn't even whole to start with."
Because I have been a good patient this last week, I was taken up onto Exmoor last night for a ride out and to get some fresh air.
After a chip supper (We KNOW how to live!!) we went up to where, more often than not, there are wild Exmoor ponies.
These are 3 shots that I thought were worth posting, gone mad with my processing Vignetting but I think it adds to the atmosphere. The mare and foal were some way distant, but the Foal one's were fairly close and obviously not too worried about humans as they just looked up a couple of times as they munched on the grass, but were not worried about us, the car or Charlie having a walk.
.. I love my watch!
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.... because TV Chix thought that I was a fake and wanted proof that this was me! So they got me in part/part mode. Now will they believe me?
last week was our one year anniversary.
a little over a year ago i ran into kevin at lunch and he came over and gave me a hug because we hadnt seen each other in about a year. we decided we would catch up one weekend and we exchanged phone numbers and i ended up joking around about how i used to have the biggest crush on him when i was in the 8th grade. and he told me he had liked me since we met and that he never knew how i felt. funny because i would write him endless amounts of notes to shove into his locker and id bring him food and always told him how cute he was( boys... go figure). me being the little spicey brat i am, told him he didnt have the balls to kiss me so next day we met in the stairwell and BAM . as we pulled away from our first kiss i saw that he was smiling and i realized i was smiling too. we kind of stared at eachother and just smiled. all goofy and smitten. over the next few weeks we would sneek into the gym stairwell between classes and kiss till the bell rung. on day right after school ened he walked me to my locker and i went in for a hug goodbye( we hadnt publicly shown our affection twards eachother) and he kissed me on the lips for everyone to see. i saw 3 people do a double take and another guy said "oh yeah!" i was smiling so big my face hurt. only a few short days after that while sitting on my couch i wrote "i like you" on his had and he wrote "i like you most" he asked me to be his girlfriend on October 15 2011.
here we are a year and a week later still all butterflies and fire works when we kiss. i love him to death and im happy that after 2 years hes finally mine.. im glad ive finally found someone who makes me feel like this.
being in love is so awesome. I love being in love.
... Because it's been a while since I uploaded a tulip shot!
I like it on black - click on the image or hit 'L' on your keyboard.
It was really funny because when Stace did this pose the first time a bunch of the snow fell off the tree and right on top of her. Wish my camera had been ready....
Because all Star Wars on ice is surely Hoth.
This was simple - just had wait for the right weather and go outside. All ice is ice, all snow is snow.. except for some on the model itself, which is actually baking soda :)
Focus is stacked from 30 frames, to maintain crispy sharpness in the whole picture. I don't do that usually, but with hyper-realistic scenes it's a killer tool.
Because the world without friends and colours is empty, thank you for your comments and your pictures :-)
Because even when it is a Blue Monday, it's five o'clock somewhere. But please don't drink and drive.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=1YUBbF24H44
LYRICS:
I said I wanted thin mints
And you said you knew a guy
You showed up with a boombox
And stars in your eyes
Who knew cuddling on trampolines
Could be so reckless
We bonded over black eyed peas
And and complicated exes
Fell so deeply into it
It was all so innocent
Now I’m a homewrecker
I’m a slut
I got death threats
Filling up semi trucks
Tell me who I am
Guess I don’t have a choice
All because I liked -
I’m the hot topic on your tongue
I’m a rebound gettin’ ‘round
Stealin’ from the young
Tell me who I am
Guess I don’t have a choice
All I because I liked a boy
I’m not catastrophizing
Everything’s derailing
Was only tryna hold you close
While your heart was failing
It’s not internet illusion
Just two kids going through it
You said I'm too late to be your first love
But I’ll always be your favorite
Now I’m a homewrecker
I’m a slut
I got death threats
Filling up semi trucks
Tell me who I am
Guess I don’t have a choice
All because Ii liked -
I’m the hot topic on your tongue
I’m a rebound gettin’ ‘round
Stealin’ from the young
Tell me who I am
Guess I don’t have a choice
All I because I liked a boy
Fell so deeply into it
It was all so innocent
Dating boys with exes
NoIi wouldn’t recommend it
I’m a homewrecker
I’m a slut
I got death threats
Filling up semi trucks
Tell me who I am
Guess I don’t have a choice
All because I liked a boy
And all of this for what
When everything went down
We’d already broken up
Please tell me who I am
Guess I don’t have a choice
All because i liked a boy
A boy
A boy
All because I liked a boy
“Because nothing can make me run from you. We all have a past, some darker than others, but being broken doesn't mean you can't be loved. It just means there are more pieces of you for me to love.”
― Tamsyn Bester, Beneath Your Beautiful
Dhaka, 2012
Because of the restriction to 1000 photographs imposed by flickr, I moved most of the pictures of my silkstone dolls here : essai12457855.blogspot.com
And this Silkstone particularly here : essai12457855.blogspot.com/2022/08/mixed-silkstone-random...
Because the weekday service is currently a Saturday service, this has seen Trent Bridge Garage operating the 50 all six days a week using any two available midis.
309 is the newest possible vehicle that can currently grace the service, and is seen pictured turning out of City Link into Manvers Street with a 50 to Victoria Park Morrisons via Lady Bay Retail Park, Racecourse Park & Ride and Colwick Village.
You may view more of my Orchids, by clicking here !
Orchidaceae is a diverse and widespread family of flowering plants with blooms that are often colourful and often fragrant, commonly known as the orchid family. Along with the Asteraceae, they are one of the two largest families of flowering plants, with between 21,950 and 26,049 currently accepted species, found in 880 genera. Selecting which of the two families is larger is still under debate, as concrete numbers on such enormous families are constantly in flux. Regardless, the number of orchid species equals more than twice the number of bird species, and about four times the number of mammal species. The family also encompasses about 6â11% of all seed plants.The largest genera are Bulbophyllum (2,000 species), Epidendrum (1,500 species), Dendrobium (1,400 species) and Pleurothallis (1,000 species). The family also includes Vanilla (the genus of the vanilla plant), Orchis (type genus), and many commonly cultivated plants such as Phalaenopsis and Cattleya. Moreover, since the introduction of tropical species in the 19th century, horticulturists have produced more than 100,000 hybrids and cultivars. The name comes from the Ancient Greek á½ÏÏÎ¹Ï (órkhis), literally meaning "testicle", because of the shape of the root. Carl Linnaeus classified the family as Orchidaceae. Orchid was introduced in 1845 by John Lindley in School Botany, due to an incorrect attempt to extract the Latin stem (orchis) from Orchidaceae. The Greek myth of Orchis explains the origin of the plants. Orchis, the son of a nymph and a satyr, came upon a festival of Dionysus (Bacchus) in the forest. He drank too much, and attempted to rape a priestess of Dionysus. For his insult, he was torn apart by the Bacchanalians. His father prayed for him to be restored, but the gods instead changed him into a flower.
These flowers were previously called Orchis, Satyrion (Satyrion feminina), or "ballockwort".
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In a scenario that’s inconceivable today, I am on the tarmac as a casual member of the public at Glasgow Airport, recording this Inex-Adria Aviopromet Douglas DC9 being prepared for a holiday flight to Dubrovnik in the old Yugoslavia. How come? My father had achieved high rank with the Waterguard division of HM Customs & Excise, and Glasgow Airport came under his purview. On this occasion, he brought along my mother as well as 22-years old Yours Truly to show us some of the work behind the scenes. I do recall that he checked beforehand if we could go on the tarmac, the nod was duly given, but otherwise it was a simple as that - no hi-viz jackets, hard hats, disclaimer forms, security vetting or anything else. What innocent times...
Inex-Adria Aviopromet survived the breakup of Yugoslavia, becoming Adria Airways, the flag carrier of Slovenia. It operated scheduled and charter services before filing for bankruptcy and ceasing operations in September 2019.
I must add that my own flying days were still some years into the future. I took my first flight in 1977, LHR-GLA on the old BA Shuttle. It was only from the 1980s that flying became a more regular experience. By the time I retired in mid-2015, I had reached BA Gold Card status.
August 1972
Zorki 4 camera
Agfa CT18 film.
52WEEKPROJECT: Week 17
Let's be honest. This picture is quite old. It was taken back in England in the train station during the actual 14th week ish, so I am going to count it as part of the project because I kinda like it :)
I visited at Nissan's Gallery in Ginza because I heard that 1st GT-R is displayed in the Gallery.
When I visited here, '2020 Concept' and '50th anniversary edition' were also at here. But most popular one was this.
I have seen (& testdriven) some 1st GT-Rs.
But all of them was customized.
This car is pure normal condition by Nissan factory!
Nissan gallery Ginza, Tokyo, Japan.
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Because today deserves a snow scene, here is one of Amtrak train No. 5, the California Zephyr, heading west on the BN at Union Avenue, in January 1990.
Because it's World Photography Day, I have decided to look through my vast back-catalogue of photos to see if there are any that I've missed (turns out there's tonnes), dust them down and upload them. For my second photo I've chosen the magnificent Panthéon in Paris, France. A glorious monument and mausoleum to France's most honoured.