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Westmont IL / Downtown
Cruisin’ Nights & Street Fair
Did you know that the term station wagon came from the wagons that transported luggage and boxes to and from train stations?
1959 Rambler wagon
You know how I said that I didn't have to go out of my way to look for a cat to adopt?
Well, today I met Simon and Floydd. They were in DESPERATE need of a home. The rescue that they came from is full to capacity. The only place they could find for these two was in a small cramped cage in the back of a small pet store. Twice somebody had filled out paperwork to adopt them, but then never showed up to take them.
Larry and I had been talking about finding a companion cat for Leo, since Bella and Alex are so much older and Stella and May are not interested in being his buddy.
Of course it was only my intention to adopt one cat, but Simon and Floydd had become pretty good buddies in that small cramped cage, even though they are not litter mates. I hated to separate them.
So meet the newest members of Cat Hill Farms.
Both have been to the vets and have a clean bill of health. They have had their first round of shots and both have been neutered, so there will be no heartbreaking ending to this story.
Simon here is about 6 months old. He was just neutered yesterday and is still taking it easy. He is very shy and I think it will take some time for him to feel comfortable, Floydd is the complete opposite.....very friendly, and not afraid of anything! I'm hoping that he'll help Simon here make an easy transition.
You know, she's the one girl Indy got mixed up with that wasn't incredibly annoying or secretly working for the Nazis!
This figure is okay. It doesn't look much like the actress, but it's still a decently attractive female figure. I just wish they'd given her some knee articulation.
I bought her in a 2 pack with the "Cairo Henchman" figure which is basically a repaint of the "Cairo Swordsman" figure with a new head. He's not available individually, but Marion is. I got her in the 2 pack because:
1) The two pack comes with a monkey as an accessory.
2) I wanted some new cannon fodder for Indy to tangle with.
3) 2 figures for 9.99 = bargain.
4) Wanted some curved sword accessories!
Sometimes your little one ends up with one shoe only.
Mom: "Where's your other shoe?? How do you lose a shoe??"
Kid: "I dunno?"
Mighty Mississippi
Who doesn’t know the Mississippi River from the Adventures of Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn? Mark Twain gave Huck and Jim a journey down the river for days and days on a raft.
I chose a kayak to be my companion for this river trip. From the source in Lake Itasca in Northern Minnesota the River flows for 2,552 miles down into the Gulf of Mexico, near New Orleans in Louisiana.
For 80 days, I made the water of the longest river in North America to my road. From North to South, across the whole USA, I travelled all along the "third coast" of the country. I met so many interesting people along the river, but I had also some days just for let me, myself and I. The Mississippi River was a journey through myself.
There was a lot of pure nature, but also tiny little villages along the river, and later on big cities, only to follow by wide emptiness for days. As a reward New Orleans was waiting at the end with all its colours.
Come on this journey with me. Learn about my strains but also my pleasures. All this is in my current slide show "Down the Mississippi". www.dia.ch
Higher Level Art are a creative duo who have become known locally for their innovative mural and street art work, as well as all of the murals on Know Theatre’s building. The company is currently sharing office space with Know Theatre as part of the Jackson Street Market at low cost.
Know Theatre of Cincinnati is a non-profit theatre company located in the historic Over-the-Rhine neighborhood of Cincinnati, Ohio, which produces contemporary and collaborative theatre that tends to be edgy, challenging, and thought-provoking. Season performances occur in a 99-seat versatile black box theatre. Know Theatre produces the annual Cincinnati Fringe Festival and a national educational tour of Calculus the Musical. In 2010, Know Theatre launched the Jackson Street Market, a series of programs created to provide resources, foster collaborations, and to strengthen the local community of individual artists and independent arts organizations. Its goal is to retain artists in the city and create opportunities for them to make a living from their artistic endeavors. Know Theatre joins many other arts organizations in Over-the-Rhine to form an arts district.
Prior to 2006, Know Theatre of Cincinnati was known as the Know Theatre Tribe and was housed in the basement at Gabriel's Corner Church, 1425 Sycamore Street in Cincinnati, OH. Know Theatre moved into its new home on Jackson Street, merged with the Cincinnati Fringe Festival, and changed its name to Know Theatre of Cincinnati in 2006.
"And when your fears subside
And shadows still remain
I know that you can love me
When there's no one left to blame
So never mind the darkness
We still can find a way
'Cause nothin' last forever
Even A cold November rain"
(November Rain - Guns N' Roses - | WATCH)
This is my 2nd favorite song from Guns (The first is "Paradise City"). Well, there's nothing SOOO special about this video, just the sound of the rain that I really enjoy, specially when I wanna take a nap or sleep :)
I know it's silly, but I just wanted share someting I really love:the rain ^^
Thanks for all the comments! I promise I'm gonna answer all of them as soon as possible!! :D
Wish me luck, on Sunday a have a hard and difficult test :S
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Essa é a minha segunda música predileta do Guns (A primeira é "Paradise City")Bueno, sobre o vídeo...Não há nada de "especial",apenas o som da chuva =DUma coisa que eu REALMENTE amo e adoro ouvir, ainda mais quando tá à noite, na hora de dormi:D
E eu sei que é idiota, mas eu sóqueia compatilhr uma das coisas que eu mais amo: a chuva ^^
Obrigada por todos os comentários!Eu prometo respondê-los o mais breve possível!
Ee eu dedico esse vídeo ao Paulo!
E me desejem sorte!Domingão é Unicamp! :S
Kisses/Beijos
Those of you who know me, know that ever since I could talk I would point to places and ask, “Who lives there?” As I got older I zeroed in on abandoned houses and then abandoned places in general. There’s a pull about them. They call to me. But no matter how many abandoned places I explored, no matter how cool or historical, there was always my white whale in the back of my mind. Sheyenne River Academy. I asked dad for years and years to take me there. I could photograph and explore all the abandoned places in the world, but if I didn’t see SRA, what was the point?
You see, SRA is where my parents met. Several of my grandparents went there, too. In fact, most of my family members attended SRA before it closed in the late 1970s. There is such history about this place. And yet I only saw it briefly on an old video or two. One taken in the 50s, one in the 90s after it had been abandoned.
My parents were the last graduating class of SRA. After them, everyone went on to the place where I attended high school: DAA. SRA was near Harvey out in the country. DAA was near Bismarck out in the country. SRA was a classic brick and mortar campus with many buildings. DAA was all in one - a strange building, shaped like a spider. Some say that the goodness left the school after SRA closed, and with DAA it was never the same. All of this has culminated in creating a place that I have been obsessed with visiting, no matter the state it is in.
Especially since my mom passed away, I wanted to visit. I wanted to see where she endured high school. Where she met my dad. Where my dad met her. And although the tour wasn’t as thorough as I would have liked (SRA continues to be a bit of my “white whale”) I had a blast exploring this place and hearing all of dad’s stories.
I hope I can recreate our time there for you. I’ll do my best. I’m not a great photographer, not a perfect writer, and don’t have a super clear memory. But here is my level best to share Sheyenne River Academy with you all.
Would you like a full, immersive experience of our visit to SRA? Let the music take you back while you scroll along!
Click here for the secular playlist for 1970s SRA: www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLq9ZnWmUjmGjZKVH2Qaw948EMX...
And click here for the special SDA playlist! www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLEB96D4CAB7E19ECD
Let’s go!
When we first arrived at SRA, it was shrouded by trees. Taunting me. I was close. So close. But not there yet. Dad ran around (literally) trying to find the person who owns it now to get permission for us to walk around. After quite awhile he got it. We were in.
While dad ran around, I prowled the perimeter taking photos from a distance. I couldn’t miss the overgrown driveway, nor the brick columns. So fancy. So formal. So overgrown and mysterious. We couldn’t have picked a more beautiful day. A perfect fall day. However the light was very harsh, which didn’t help my photos.
We parked at a house that used to belong to the principal and walked down the road to SRA.
Sheyenne River Academy first opened in approximately 1904 (so says my dad). Being open over 70 years doesn’t feel long enough for this beautiful old campus.
Much more here: outhereontheprairie.tumblr.com/post/190008101277/sheyenne...
This is my first experience photographing smoke. If you want to know how to do it check out my blog.
Esta és mi primera experiéncia fotografiando humo. Si queréis conocer los detalles de cómo se hace echad un vistazo a mi blog.
Aquesta és la meva primera experiència fotografiant fum. Si voleu conèixer els detalls de com es fa, feu un cop d'ull al meu blog.
No catch-up today. Just today's photo... I think I'm around 220.366 but we'll see in the next few days once I'm completely caught up.
Today's Hereios theme made me wish I had a wig collection. Does anyone know of a celebrity who walks around with a clown's nose? Let me know!
205.366
Know it sounds funny
But I just can't stand the pain
Girl I'm leaving you tomorrow
Seems to me girl
You know I've done all I can
You see I begged, stole
And I borrowed
Ooh, thats why I'm easy
I'm easy like Sunday morning
Thats why I'm easy
I'm easy like Sunday morning
Why in the world
Would anybody put chains on me?
I've paid my dues to make it
Everybody wants me to be
What they want me to be
I'm not happy when I try to fake it!
No!
Ooh, thats why I'm easy
I'm easy like Sunday morning
Thats why I'm easy
I'm easy like Sunday morning
I wanna be high, so high
I wanna be free to know
The things I do are right
I wanna be free
Just me, babe!
Thats why I'm easy
I'm easy like Sunday morning
Thats why I'm easy
I'm easy like Sunday morning
Because I'm easy
Easy like Sunday morning
Because I'm easy
Easy like Sunday morning
Lionel Richie
I know this is out of focus. I meant for it to be. View On Black
The weather outside today was really crappy for taking any photos, but other than that disadvantage, I liked the weather today. There isn't usually a lot of rain or cold here, and both of those together is what it's been like this week. That's why I'm all-layers!
I got home, and I wanted to do SOMETHING with my camera... That's my balloon buddy Ed there in the purple; I made him for a quick "lab" in Marine Science.
Excuse my hamper in the corner! It's supposed to be in the closet.
3rd attempt: I know have 2 looking at me, but one is not smiling. The third is off somewhere in Care bear land.
Every single Chritmas I make the kids sit in front of the tree and I take a photo of them. My hubby's parents did this with them, so we are carrying on the tradition. This was the best attempt I got. I was not tempting my fate and going for a 4th.
This is what my christmas joys are all about. I don't need anything else for christmas. Looking at their faces on christmas morning is enough for me.
Submitted for December's TMSH # 1 - Any Christmas related photo of my choice.
Submitted for December's MSH bonus item # 5 - Your Christmas Joys.
it was because of my grandmother that i never got to know my grandfather. for some reason that i'm sure made total sense to her, she caused a bit of a rift in our family a long time ago. i was maybe 13 or 14 when it all happened and for the next few years after i didn't really see them all that much. and then i didn't see them at all.
until a few years ago: my grandfather was in the hospital in London and my dad had been going up to visit him, so i asked if i could come along. and for the first time in nearly 20 years, i got to see him again. and talk to him.
and i realized how much i had missed him. and it made me want to laugh, and to smile. and it made me want to cry.
i got to go visit him back in Windsor only one more time before he died. it was one of the days that i will remember for the rest of my life. he was staying (i believe) at the Villa Maria, which sits right on the Detroit River nearly under the Ambassador Bridge. we sat outside at a table, and watched the ships go by, and he told stories i had never heard before—things about when he was in the air force, and when he was over in the war. i wished to god i had had a tape recorder, because i'm never going to remember all of the things he said.
and when i went down for his funeral, i saw my grandmother again for the first time since i was 14 or 15. and i was polite. and i said hello. and she looked quite the same as i remembered (though obviously older), but at the same time it was like being introduced to a stranger.
and i couldn't tell if i wanted to hate her, or to hug her.
but maybe she wasn't totally to blame—i've been an adult now for quite some time, and if had really wanted to rectify the situation, couldn't i have at least tried...?
i don't know.
it doesn't really matter now though.
i had been thinking about all of this more and more since he died, and i had been working up the courage to get back in touch with her when my father called to tell me that she was ill, that they had had to move her from her house to 'The Lodge' because she couldn't take care of herself anymore.
and i thought about going down to visit. i struggled with it.
and ultimately, i decided that i would go see her over christmas, and that i would see how i felt about things then.
and then she died.
5 am christmas morning.
just hours before we were going to visit.
my dad woke me up around 6, and him and my brother and myself, we went down to see her.
it wasn't quite the way i was expecting it to happen, but i did get to go visit her in the end. and tried my best to say my goodbyes.
* * * *
the photo?
oh, right.
so, a few days later we were at the house, moving her stuff back from 'The Lodge'.
"if you see anything you want, take it" they said—so this is what i have, this jacket (his) and its twin (hers). and since i can't have THEM anymore, i guess these will have to make do.
* * * *
THE DETAILS : shot against the red wall in my office using a 580EX bounced off the ceiling and side wall.
Anyone who knows Clarence McCray knows he is as kind and awesome as they come. What few may know is that Clarence suffers from Stargardts Macular Degeneration and thus legally blind, but he does not let that slow him down as he still gets crazy on the BMX track. And he is no slouch on the track either, as he just recently won the 41-45 Novice Eastern Division Championship in Louisville KY.
After a recent visit to Wills eye Institute the McCray's were made aware that he is a candidate for stem cell research in the future and a procedure involving telescopic lenses which will enable him to drive again, something he hasn't been able to do so for the past ten years.
The fact that Clarence is not allowed to drive but gets out there on the BMX track and mixes it up just about every single weekend is amazing.
Now we can do something almost equally amazing and help Clarence and the McCray family by raising money to help pay for the procedures.
Come out on Sunday September 21st for a benefit race where 100% of our proceeds will be donated. We will offer treasure trove trophies and custom certificates. The entry fee will be raised to $15 to help ensure we raise every dollar possible.
You can also go to the GoFundMe site that has been setup for Clarence and make a donation directly if you are unable to attend.
Local Race - Single Points
www.facebook.com/richmondbmx?fref=ts
RACE DETAILS
- Single Point USABMX Race
- $15 Entry per bike
- Donated "Treasure Trove Trophies" and custom certificates for awards
- NO SAVER STAMPS
- Strider Bike Races
- Pit Bike Races
- Lots of other fun activities
“I know this image is a bit of a departure, but that’s why I like it. While shooting a project about Undergraduate Research Award winner Joseph Loomis, I noticed this strange effect through a protective screen in a lab. While Joseph sat at his microscope I was able to create an exposure that silhouetted him against the screen, showing the orange, splattered texture. I love the tone and color of this image, and the composition gives a graphic designer plenty of room to design with, which is something we have to consider while shooting subject matter.” – Andy White, KU Marketing Communications
www.ichurchnetwork.com/ provides superb knowledge on Christian Music Video Downloads, Youth Ministries and Christian Social Network.
Now you know where the Conservative Party of Canada gets their ideas -- from the American Republicans.
This is not a coincidence. They don't use the same software to make their respective sites. And just to show that not all political websites look the same, check out the NDP, The Liberals, and the Bloc.
(props: Matthew Good, Metafilter)
Yes, I know. It's all gymnastics all the time around here right now. From a meet at Champions Academy down in Morgan Hill.
Casey took 1st in Rings, 3rd in Pommel Horse, 5th in vault- or was it high bar? I've forgotten. 4th All-Around.
Did you know that the Bridgewater Canal doesnt have any Locks ?
(apart from where it joins other water)
What would happen if a lorry drove underneath it at an aquaduct and struck it - causing a Leak?
The whole canal would drain......
Well at intervals along the canal there are these cranes that lift Large wooden sections into position to block the canal. you can see cutouts in the sandstone on either side of the canal. These hold the wood in position.
I understand that the cranes are maintained but Im not sure how old they are
Monkeypox vs Chickenpox - know the key difference
Symptoms like rashes and nausea making you confused and misinterpret chickenpox with monkeypox? Let's know the difference. Know more
By: Dr. Savy
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As many of you already know, last Friday, not much more than a month after saying goodbye to Turk, we found ourselves making, yet again, the most difficult decision a pet owner can make.
Digit was our second, a year old rescue from West Virginia with rough beginnings. A first year that left him scarred and short on trust. But one look at him and we knew he was worth the trouble.
And trouble he was, with his barking and fear of storms and bright lights and of course the myriad of growths which would eventually transform him into the marvelous tripod we came to know.
Digit was Devo's best friend and bitter rival and Turk's crotchety older brother who never gave an inch. He was our shy sweetheart that kept most at bay, but if you were patient and lucky enough, he would shower you in kisses and snuggle for as long as you could bear it.
He was our one true dog with a capital D. He was our protector, full of bravado with a bark that shook the walls and said, "who needs locked doors"? He loved to be outside, preferred the cold and nothing made him happier than a stiff breeze and the smells that came with it. And dear lord was he handsome, down-right regal, with eyes so thoughtful and caring.
I'm going to miss those eyes. Those eyes that said, "I can trust you, right"? Eyes that quite often said, "please, please get that camera out of my face". But not this time. This last time when he let me take this shot. The very last photo of my very beautiful boy.
I miss him dearly.
It is a pleasure for me to give a image to you, because it is a privileged to know you better.
Fore more pictures see www.regiobeeldbank.nl
Things I Know to be True, by Andrew Bovell
Things I Know to be True is a beautifully written drama centring on the lives of a family over the period of a year, poignantly presented through the seasons. It is described as a “complex and intense portrait of the mechanics of a family – and a marriage –through the eyes of four siblings struggling to define themselves beyond their parents’ love and expectations”.
Putney Arts Theatre: 5-9 November 2019
Cast:
Bob Price - Aidan Kershaw
Fran Price - Penny Weatherall
Mark Price (Mia Price)- Bradley White
Ben Price - Theo Leonard
Pip Price - Emily Prince
Rosie Price - Natasha Henson
Director: Frances Bodiam
Producer: Jeff Graves
For FGR - Haiku this photo.
Boobies I have not
But recognition I give
In recognition of October being Breast Cancer Awareness Month, and the FGR Boobie-thon 2008 on October 4 where I couldn't participate (and anyway, I don't know how many would appreciate my man-boobs).
Does he really know what it's like?
Does he really know who to love?
Does he really know where to fly?
Will I ever know how he feels?
Questions of my ordinary soul
I know, these days it’s a rather old fashioned hobby and it’s not the synonym for coolness, but since I was a young kid I was fascinated by the colourful world of stamps. Even nowadays from time to time I try to enlargen my collection. My special topic I am collecting is „ships on stamps“.
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Ein Sammler muss dreimal Freude an seinen Briefmarken haben: einmal beim Kauf, einmal beim Besitz und einmal beim Verkauf.“ (Wolfgang Jakubek, Auktionator)
You never know what might get in your way -- wranglers, dads, rain — you just keep working at it.
Nikon D7200 -- Nikon 200-500mm 5.6E ED VR
500mm
F5.6@1/500th
ISO 1,000
Cropped
(RDO_0242 - 2)
©Don Brown 2018
We've been having a jolly good tidy-up at work as part of the new systems being put in place...
I came across this box of intriguing plastic bits and bobs which, to the untrained eye, might look like toddlers' playthings, but a Real Proper Engineer like wot I am knows that they are sections of coolant pipes which click together and can be directed onto various tools in the CNC machines. Coolant is then sprayed over the work-in-progress to prevent the tips overheating as they cut into the metal.
Me? I just liked the pretty shapes and colours - I'm so childish... ;-)