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so we were playing beer pong and got trashed at a party.. later for some reason i dove after a ball on the ping pong table and broke it.
10. Mai 2018
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I went through some old shots taken with my Olympus SP-800UZ and found this photo. This is a short walk from my holiday house at Wallaga Lake.
A broken beauty, waiting for restoration.....or demolition depends on how you look at it. I have always loved this old home on the north end of Broadway Street in Raymond, Alberta. It came up for sale just recently and is sold for "lot value" only! If I was in the position to take on such a project I would be all over that sh*t. Unfortunately, the house sold weeks after the listing went up and a demolition sale was held, stripping the home of its treasures.
Sadly and I can't emphasis that enough. The town of Raymond actually encourages the demolition of "older homes” with grant money, in favor of new development!! WTH?! A historic Mormon Settlement such as Raymond letting their history be replaced.
I took a tour of the place myself and the house needs a sh*t-ton of work such as a new basement, windows, roof and the list goes on...but for what you pay for; the large lot and house you could easily have a completely renovated "character home" with new foundation and only spend over $150-200,000. Not to mention the house would most likely sell with that large of lot for about $300,000 after renovations etc.
No word on when or if it will be demolished. :(
Heygate Estate before Christmas.
Provia 400X, Nikon F100, 50mm f/1.4G
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On my ride to work this morning, a spoke broke on my rear wheel. On my way to the bike shop to have that repaired, my handlebar broke. Only my superhuman balance saved me from a broken collarbone or worse.
Last weekend on our way back from Wickenburg we stopped at a roadside store that sells Mexican pottery. Back in the back, for $10 was this piece of broken pottery. This morning on the way out of the garage I like the way the light was falling on it. I do not think I came close to capturing what I saw, but it has given me ideas for future photographic experiments with lighting.
You can see where the shift lever broke away and where the bracket holding the brake lever in place broke away, exposing the usually hidden (top) camshaft.
I'm impressed that the brake lever did not completely tear away. This would have left the bicycle far less ridable (as the majority of braking is on the front; my style uses almost mostly front brake unless I'm decelerating rapidly, where the rear brake is used to apply cadence assistance).
And yes, pardo has dibs.
It turns out, she would have been my great aunt... only, she never saw her teens.
I had to find out why. Digging deep into local records, I found the culprit: typhoid.
A horrible disease. A toppled stone, broken... there just seems to be too much unfairness heaped on her.
"Budded on earth to bloom in Heaven".
Spooky.
Last September, CDOT installed a user-activated blinking crosswalk on Monroe Street to facilitate pedestrians crossing between Millennium Park and the Art Institute's Modern Wing. It's since been broken for months but a good number of motorists still stop for pedestrians even without the blinking lights.
Bike accident resulted in the snapping of my long haul trucker's top tube and a massive crunch in the down tube.