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Pat Conroy, famous southern author , graduated from the Citadel as well as many of the nations successful military officers.
See Utube description of the Citadel...
Lenny Kravitz , another great musician can be seen in the UTube-video.
In this song Lenny Kravitz doesn´t sing about a chair...
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1.30 min Clip for the Flickr video section of Tests for the 5d video the rest of the video can be seen in HD here (sorry for the abrupt end crop from Flickr!) The rest on utube!!
2023 A New Year's Eve Soliloquy
I was asked recently by a friend if I would ever be likely to teach someone what
he/she felt were my skills at pickpocketing.
Extremely flattering as the question was, I had never thought of what we do as a skill. Rather than just role play, or taking advantage of a friend’s condition ( like Pissed drunk, or compellingly overwhelmed emotionally) that makes them vulnerable.
We had a discussion over this with my brother and our group of friends, concluding that since non of us would ever try to do a lift on a stranger for keeps, the topic of this being an actual skill is pretty much mute.
That all being said, if there are professional pickpockets that are adept enough to actively lift jewelry from a victim, then either they are incredibly skilled, or just know how to spot an advantage brewing that would cook up into a victim’s concocting condition as described above.
For a clearer example of a concocting condition, let me relate my own experience this past New Year’s Eve.
As is our habit, my friends and I celebrated New Year's Eve at our local “The Poet & Peasant Pub”.
I was on the decorations committee, so I was there to observe most of the guests coming in.
I was at the top of the stairs leading to the upper rooms, placing a party hat on Erik, the skull of the medieval poet who is the pub’s namesake. The macabrely grinning thing sits high on a ledge of the stairs overlooking the pub and its guests (peasants).
So I had a great vantage point to take an early drink and watch.
A friend(and he knows of whom I speak) had sorta challenged me to make a lift this evening. So it was with a thief’s eye that I tried to look innocent as I watched the partiers coming in.
The pub proper is not large, but it has two larger first-floor rooms, one for dance, the other for dart competitions. Since we usually can expect a crowd of two hundred, all three areas come into play.
The upstairs rooms are old bedrooms used for various pub-related antics.
Now, It’s not supposed to be a dressy affair at this party, but the guests, regulars, and visitors make it one.
The gents in suits, and tuxes, the lady’s getting a second chance to show off by wearing an old gown or dress they’ve only worn once.
Rhinestones and pearls are the majority of jewels worn with splashy brilliance.
This year was no exception.
Once it was in full swing one would have thought it was an after-party at a actors' awards show.
Use that thought to picture in your mind a quick visual without me going into boring paragraphs of detail.
But for a brief idea, I’ll describe what my clique was wearing…
Which, since it was one(or more)of us girls that became a victim that evening, it appears appropriate to do so.
So, In my role-play thief's mind I observed:
First off, myself.
I had on a smart ocean blue coloured satin dress with a below-knee length skirt and a slick solid top with a mock turtleneck collar. The sleeves flared out just below my elbows. I was wearing my gold necklace set with diamond Sapphire rhinestones with matching long earrings. Also being worn was my rhinestone cuff bracelet. The same one my brother once nicked from me at the very pub we were now partying at.
I also added two of my real cocktail rings to complete the glittery effect.
As far as the type of mark I’d be for a thief? Well if being a twit came in degrees, and I was in my monthly period, I would be certified as a solid brown belt. If I was wearing real jewels, thieves would be able to have a field day lifting the bloody things, as did actually happen to me in a very similar situation as this evening. But it was not done by a real thief, just by an opportunist who took advantage of a victim who had been having herself a pisser.
But then, this is not that story.
My friend Byrne was wearing an old-fashioned black tux, black vest, black shirt, and blue bow tie, topped off by a black bowler. He had to work late at the Dyfed station that day and said he was wearing the suit he had on. So it was a pleasant surprise to see him dressed up, and I let him know it in no uncertain terms.
My brother was dapper in his tawny-colored herringbone vest suit, brown silk shirt, and gold satin necktie. A gold satin handkerchief stuck jauntily out from a vest pocket.
Ginny had again poured her lithe figure into the sleek satin Japanese-style Qipao sheath dress she had bought to wear in a play she acted in last spring. It was midnight black with a brite lime green inner lining and tight lime green Lycra pants. The only decoration on the elegant dress was a glittery silver rhinestone Dragon, with green slanted eyes and a red fiery tongue. It was embroidered crawling up one side of the dress, reaching around up towards her bosom.
Ginny was wearing a bib-style necklace of rhinestone emeralds with matching earrings.
The necklace she usually wore was still in a police evidence locker at Dyfed ( see my tea party story).
Her hair was held up on one side by a glittery clip. She wore no gloves, so her diamond rhinestone cuff bracelet lay on bare skin, as were the 3 cocktail rings she was wearing.
Ginny would be a tougher nut for thieves to crack. For she is logical to a fault and witty. She is also a black belt in Jiu-Jitsu.
But one really after her jewels, would just have to follow her around to see she is on the wee bit clumsy side. I immediately thought how useful a satin handkerchief could be if employed along the high, partially exposed neckline of her gown to acquire her necklace. And I happened to now know where to obtain one ….
Two other two close friends (members of our role-playing troupe) also eventually showed up.
Merrick was dashing in a James Bond-styled black tux. The vest he wore had a gold and black calico silk pattern.
His Heather enticingly was wearing a very shiny black satin, slightly off shoulders gown with long white lace frills hanging down from the neckline and the gown’s puffy elbow-length sleeves.
Her jewellery was a ruby rhinestone necklace with matching earrings. Like Ginny, one side of her hair was pulled back and held by one of her real diamond chip hair clips. She wore black satin gloves, and around one wrist was the wide tennis bracelet Merrick had given her last Valentine’s Day. It was a beauty, two rows of diamonds and a centre row of round rock rubies. She also wore twin ruby cocktail rings.
Heather is a timid meek little thing who blushed easily and turn her head away whenever complimented(think of Actress Alison Pill ). Also, those black satin gloves of hers would hinder feelings of lifting from her skin.
Mum and Auntie were also in attendance.
Mum was wearing a shimmering dress of silvery metallic material. She was wearing a necklace of round diamond rhinestones, with matching earrings and bracelets. They were ones I first “borrowed “, sneaking them out of mum’s day jewel case and started wearing as my twin and I began first exploring our games of thievery.
Her personality and looks matched the actress Haley Mills. Her eyes getting delightfully large as she was surprised by something. It would be worth trying for her necklace just to witness that reaction.
Father was working the Dyfed station this evening, so my bodyguard-built uncle was the escort of both ladies.
Uncle(or the man from U.N.C.L.E . As I thought of him) was a rugby player in his youth and still had the physic for it. The tight tux he wore looked like it was bursting from the seams over his muscular build. But for all his looks he was a pussycat. Though a fierce darts competitor.
Auntie was very elegant in a long white silk dress with a red and green flowery print. She was wearing her gleaming set of pearls.
Our Aunt reminded me of the actress Janine Duvitski, in looks, and the way she was insecure, like Janine’s character in the Telly series” Waiting for God.” She was a foil to far too many things in her life and would offer no challenge to a proper thief, which may be her saving grace.
Then there was our cousin Michelle(Micke)
She has come there with a group of her coworkers but divided her time with us.
Micke was enticingly wearing a very sleek, slick brown satin fully off-shoulder number that nicely outlined her petite figure as it poured along it down to her silver high heels.
Her Jewels were a sparkling collection that consisted of a wide V-shaped necklace that looked like a falling river of rhinestones, amazingly sparkling chandelier earnings, her favorite diamond-appearing bracelet, and several enticing rings.
But the real showpiece was the eye-grabbing broach she had pinned to the gown just at her waistband. It had a sparrow egg-sized diamond at its centre.
Now blonde Micke just wears her heart upon her sleeve. Just as gullible as her mum, she has fallen victim to many of our pranks. Micke was easy prey to a compliment or falling into a tight, searching hug.
And by now most of the rest of the crowd had entered.
I tapped Erick’s boney jaw open so the poor sod of a poet was grinning, then came down from my perch to begin mugging, er, mingling.
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And so the party rambled on, properly behaving like most pub-held New Year’s Eve affairs.
I highly recommend going to one if you have never been.
Plenty to drink, and eat, games to play dancing to music( ours was live this year) camaraderie, storytelling and jokes, attempts to lite the cigar someone had stuck in Erik’s mouth, etc
Oh, And did I mention games?
Especially the one I was playing on my own, pretending to be a thief on the prowl.
I did miss one early opportunity on me mum’s necklace when I stood behind her in the snack line. She had literally backed into me and was reaching down to snag a small pork pie, exposing her throat and necklaces' clasp. But uncle was in front of her and turned to look as she asked him if he had one for himself.
Victims 1 Thief 0
But then as the night went by quickly and since I’m not a real thief, I found myself having so much fun I almost forgot I was looking for a further lifting opportunity.
Almost…
End Acte 1
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Acte 2
Almost forgot I had been dared to do a lift, that is until I had l came out of the loo around 11:00 and realized I was on my own.
For the first time that evening.
Everyone I had been with was split up into small groups now doing their own thing
I could either join in, watch, or….
And now I thought licking my freshly touched-up lips, time to do something on my own.
So like my pretend thief, I decided to have a walk around and seek an opportunity amongst my chosen potential victims.
Byrne, Merrick, Uncle, and my brother Craig were we’re still playing darts with another group of men. I had been watching before slipping away to freshen up.
Micke and one of her co-workers ( in green taffeta) were amongst a group dancing. I thought of cutting in as a possibility to make a score, for that glittering broach of hers was an enticing calling card.
I watched for a minute or so when suddenly an opening appeared that paved my way in. A man had cut in and was dancing with Micke’s girlfriend. His back to Micke. I curled my fingers while licking my lips ready to plunge in and make a lift of a glittery broach.
I got no more than two steps in when the music stopped and the dancers headed off the floor in the opposite direction, including my Cousin.
I walked away, my heart pounding.
Victims 2 Thief 0
Our Mum and Auntie were sitting at a side table of the long mahogany bar, chatting away. Mum has an almost empty glass, so I surmised she may need to be making a trip to the ladies' room. I stored away that tidbit.
But there, in an opposite corner, underneath Erik’s perch, a makeshift stage was set up. With guests coming up to tell jokes and stories.
It was at one of the tables, chairs backed against the stairway, Ginny and Heather sat listening to an Irishman telling one of his drinking stories.
Both, in my thief’s eye, were a royal treat to be observed. Two enticingly dressed and deliciously jeweled prospects, very distracted, sitting in a rather vulnerable location.
It was all far too tempting, and I felt an overwhelming urge to acquire a piece of jewellery and strted to excitedly tingle from deep within.
Ginny’s necklace was beckoning with a flashy invitation. Heather's elegantly gloved hands with the inviting jewelry she wore, also called out to my inner thief with a fiery blazing hot lure.
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The Irishman telling the joke was holding a long cigar as he started, his accent and mannerisms adding much embellishment to the story.
(Look up on Utube Mike Dunafon. An Irish drinking joke)
“Irishman Paddy O'Brien has moved to a small city in Wales. And as men are won’t to do, looks for a new local. He walks into the first pub he finds, and tells the bartender, "Give me three pints of Guinness."
The bartender obediently brings him three pints…..
As the story started I had circled over to the empty staircase and snuck up it till I was level with Heather and Ginny’s chairs. Then I sat down.
I earlier decided that my game would be to lift a piece and make it outside to the victim’s car and write gotcha on it, for my thief to win, if I was caught or stopped by anyone, then I lost.
The Irishman took a long puff of his cigar and carried on.
Paddy proceeds to alternately sip one, then the other, then the third until they're gone. Then he rose, threw coins on the table, winked at the bar mistress, and left.
Meanwhile, I was leaning against the rails, my hands reaching out to the back of Ginny’s throat, aiming for the clasp of her emerald-laden necklace. Figuring once the punchline was given, the laughing (if it was as funny as I hoped) would provide the perfect opportunity.
The Irishman continues…
The next Saturday evening Paddy walks in, hanging his cap, taking a seat, he walks again and orders three more pints.
The bartender brings them over, and says, "Sir, you don't have to order three pints at a time. I can keep an eye on one and when you get low, I'll bring you a fresh pint."
Paddy responds, "You don't understand. I just moved to wales and I have two brothers, one in Australia and one Canada. We made a vow to each other that every Saturday night we'd still drink together. So right now, me brothers are having three Guinness Stouts and we're drinking together.
The bartender thought that it was a wonderful tradition and said as much.
Both Ginny and Heather were now leaning back in their chairs. My fingers had been slowly working on pulling Ginny’s necklace down lower on her back so it would dangle. Just then Heather put her arms behind her chair. Her bracelet danced with rippling sparks that just cried out to the thief in me to be taken.
So, as the Irishman took a sip of his drink, I moved my hands from Ginny, and moving down a stair reached for Heather’s ruby bracelet. As the next part of the joke was told, I delicately worked at removing it.
Now, every week for several years Paddy came in and ordered three pints at a time.
Then one Saturday week he came in and ordered only two pints.
He solemnly drank them, rose. Put on his cap and went over to pay his tab.
The bartender, who had worriedly been watching, said to Paddy, "I know your tradition, and I'd just like to say that I'm sorry that one of your brothers died."
Paddy responded, “oh no, both my brothers are just fine Dontchay knows now.”
The Bartender, puzzled asked, “then why only two beers now? laddie?”
But I never heard the answer, for as Paddy was still drinking his two beers, I had fiendishly slipped off Heather’s glittering ruby bracelet from around her sleekly gloved wrist and had snuck off the staircase and was heading towards the back door.
Victims 3 Thief 1
I managed to slip past the table where my Aunt sat( mum was gone).
Behind me, I hear vigorous laughter and applause at the ending of the Irishman’s joke.
I would have to ask later what it was.
Then, by the entrance to the dart room, I waited until everyone was watching a dart being thrown before walking past the room.
The dance floor was again packed. But I couldn’t spy Micke, so I took a chance and scurried past.
I made it to the door, excitedly letting out my breath as I pulled it open and slipped through into the chilly night.
A couple was walking in the parking lot, so I ducked into a shadowy side alley and skirted around a fence. Kneeling, I peeked through the pickets.
I did not know the couple, but they obviously had been having a great time, though I wondered why they were leaving so soon. The lady was dressed in a blue taffeta gown with prickling rhinestone adornments. Her jewelry also prickled fire in the moonlit evening.
In my thief’s eyes, I saw them being approached and held up. The lady is forced to hand over her jewels to a masked female thief. Not me though, the thief I was picturing had bigger boobs.
Of course, that would be something only I would find to be that amusing, and let out a giggle.
They both heard it and looked around as I slinked back into the shadows.
They shrugged it off and got inside the car.
I took my eyes off them and soon spotted Merrill and Heather’s black sports car.
I rose.
Suddenly a male voice snarled sinisterly from behind me...
“Who let you out all dressed up looking like a mugger's dream?”
I let out a shriek as I jumped up and turned around.
Byrne stood there grinning.
I playfully pounded his shoulder, my heart thumping as I scolded him between breaths that gave off wisps of vapor into the cold night.
“Byrne you rotter. Scared the Jesus out of me you did, and almost peed my undies. And how would that have looked I ask you?!”
Byrne held onto my shoulders and laughed.
“Sorry, you looked so mischievous as I saw in the corner of my eye you sneaking out. I followed, then lost you until I heard the giggle. So tell me what you are up to now?”
I explained to him my game, that upon the thief’s success, I had come out to write “gotcha” on the car door.
“Then what were you gonna after that Ms. Cadence?”
“Follow Heather out when she left and give it back …?”
Byrne looked thoughtfully at Merrick’s car.
“I have got a better idea. She won’t know who did it.”
He led me over to his auto. Goes to the back and pulls a long slender bar from what I call his cop box, in the trunk.
We go over to Merrick’s black sports car and Byrne, looking around first, uses the tool to lift the latch on the passenger side.
“Now lay her bracelet out on the seat.
I did so letting it curl up on the black leather, where it lay sparkling. Then I locked and shut the door.
With a smirk, Byrne reminded me not to forget what else I was going to do
I nodded and in the dirty side of the door, I traced the word “Gotcha” as Byrne went over to put back his tool.
Arm in arm, with a co-conspirator's air, we walked onto the sidewalk, making our way to the front of the pub and went back inside. Innocent as a sparrow…
Another gent was getting up on the stage telling a story so we went and joined Ginny and Heather with an air of innocence as we began laughing along with them.
An old Irishman, Paddy, is about to go to his eternal reward. He looks at his grieving friend, Mike, and says, "Michael, I have one last request."
Ginny’s necklace was still lifted and the backside hanging down. She hadn’t noticed that fact. Nor had giggling Heather noticed her flashy bracelet was now missing.
"Anything, Paddy," Mike says. "What is it?"
"In me kitchen pantry lad, you'll find a bottle of whiskey from the year I was born. When they put me in the ground will you pour it over me grave as a final salute?"
"I will, Paddy," Mike says.
“Thank you Michael, you have been a true and thoughtful lad.”
I nudged Byrne and pointed to my wrist. He looked over and saw that Heather had her hand on the table, with her other gloves hand over it. I was tingling with excitement over how my game had played out.
Byrne nudged me back and I shook my head in agreement. He was loving the fact that we had pulled it off. So like a man to take the whole credit now that he had contributed a wee bit to my game.
We both turned back to listen to the stories finish.
"But Paddy?”
Mike asks earnestly ….
“Would you be minding if I be passing it through me kidneys first?"
The whole room erupted into laughter as the gent merrily raised his glass.
It was then announced that we were only ten minutes away from midnight and everyone should take their places.
I gasped inwardly. Blimey had not been keeping track of the time.
Byrne helped us out of our chairs, and we followed Ginny and Heather to where my brother was standing next to Merrick.
Lights soon dim as the countdown begins
10,9,8,
Everyone behind us is prancing around
7,6,5
We go around hugging. I lift my brother's satin handkerchief from his pocket as I hug him.
4,3,2
I hug Ginny
Wrapping the handkerchief around Ginny’s throat as we hug. Feeling the clasp of her necklace. Oh so tempting.
Victims 4 Thief 1
Then 1 was called out at the stroke of midnight.
“Happy new years everybody!!!”
Lights flicker horns are honked, crackers exploded, and drinks were toasted.
As Ginny turns to hug my brother, I grab and hug Heather, seeing Merrick and Byrne hugging.
I then pull Bryne from his man crush on Merrick and hug him.
Then we spilt up to wish others a Happy New Years.
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We party for another hour before Merrick and Heather say they must leave.
We say our goodbyes and as Byrne and I watch Heather being helped on with her wrap we smirk at each other knowing what she will be finding on her car seat. Love to be a fly on the wall for that.
The music was still playing. A series of slow dances now that the party was winding down.
As we dance, Byrne, looking over at Ginny, commented:
“Damn if Ginny’s necklace isn’t a corker. If I’d been playing your game, I would have had a go for it, though I may have needed a bit of good luck to pull it off.”
I smirked and explained I had originally been attempting to lift it but had gone for the bracelet instead…and that in his case luck may have been needed, but it would not have been good.”
Then, as we both were watching Ginny, with that lovely necklace just sparking away around her throat, I purred into his ear…
“Say the word, and I’ll get for you, my love.”
He shook his head no…
“The scary part is if I said yes you would do it.”
I giggled:
“And wear it until she noticed.”
Byrne smiled:
“You will play nice here the rest of the party won’t you now?”
I nodded as a delighted thought crept into my head.
“So if Ginny had been skulking outside would you have snuck up on her luv, maybe had her hand it over?”
“And have my arse thrown over the fence. No, think I’ll stick to the easily distracted ones who meltdown in my arms.”
“Dream on mister.” I chide him happily.
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Early the next morning as the last of us were kicked out long after the party was officially over, Byrne bundled me into his car, knowing I was too wasted to drive my own self home. I sat there in a mute stupor, hornily replaying the evening's fun.
Suddenly Byrne spoke into the windshield.
“Let’s go to the playground.”
I perked up, for ideas like that usually came from me.
“Your drunk.” I teases
“Well, So are you Lass.”
“But it’s too cold. Let’s go to your flat and play at burglars…”
Byrne, sensing my hot flashy feelings, nudged me…
“I knew you would like to role-play since you were playing your games this evening.”
I poked him
“You were the one to mention muggers. Steal my jewelry and strip me naked, is that what’s in your head me lad?”
“Something like that.”
“Do you have your cuffs?”
That perked him up royally.
“Do you want me to use them?”
I giggled with a burgeoned horny appetite.
“Yes, laddie. On yourself. So you can do the thieving and stripping of my easily distracted person without using your hands.”
I do so enjoy it when one can score by making my Byrne speechless.
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So I would like to think that in real life, once upon a time, there may have been an actual pickpocket attending an actors' award show after a party, with real jewellery being worn, that may have seen what I saw, made observations as I did. and lurked, and waited to take advantage of the situation once it developed.
As I did.
Food for thought
Fini
Mike Dunafon. An Irish drinking joke
Being a fisherman is hard work! You can see it in his expression. This old man had just reached shore and tied
his boat, after that, he smoked a cigarette and dozed off, wakes up about half an hour after.
Its the same guy from my previous picture.
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Just to let loose a bit..you can watch utube here, its a bit graphic, from the austin powers movie
Its a hard knocked life.
Violence against women... Violences faites aux femmes...
NO!
The song / La chanson : www.youtube.com/watch?v=ecpZpIzHD_s
Lyrics / Paroles : greatsong.net/paroles-ninsiste-pas-camille-lellouche
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Camille Lellouche est une actrice, humoriste et chanteuse française. / Camille Lellouche is a French actress, humourist and singer. See her Utube channel.
WARNING : This picture is not mine, but should be considered as a quote, used in order to support Camille Lellouche and all women who suffer from any kind of violence (I could not find any reference to the author of this shot).
AVERTISSEMENT: Cette photographie n'est pas la mienne, elle doit être considérée comme une citation, utilisée pour soutenir Camille Lellouche ainsi que toutes les femmes qui subissent des violences (je n'ai pas pu trouver de références à l'auteur de ce cliché).
AM RUNNING WAY BEHIND, BUT I HAVE A STORY I AM WORKING ON THAT HAPPENED YESTERDAY IN LA JOLLA WHERE I WAS INVOLVED IN THE RESCUE OF A SEAGULL, IT WILL BE ON UTUBE, AND I HAVE A TON OF PHOTOS I AM PREPARING, SO BARE WITH ME PLEASE AS IT IS A MOST HEART WARMING STORY OF THE HUMAN HEART AND HUMAN NATURE!
AND THE WILL OF ONE LITTLE SEA GULL TO SURVIVE, AND MY DETERMINATION THAT IT DO SO!
AND OF A LIFE GUARD AND A HANDFULL OF OTHER PEOPLE WHO CARED ENOUGH TO DO SOMETHING TO SAVE THIS INJURED BIRD OF THE SEA!
THANKS BUNCHES, WILL BE WITH EACH OF YOU QUICKLY!
HUGS,
billie
Today's story and sketch "by me", as you can see I am out of the Man Cave, I am testing the "Zoom" the newest addition to the Man Caves multidimensional, interstellar, Sport Glider collection, it was custom built to my design by "FSU" Flying Stuff Universities, "ATTGARF", advanced things that go anywhere really fast division. I have just arrived at the Planet Dangoo the last stop at the end of the Cosmos, famous for the finest fish taco's in the Galaxy. You may have read about "FTSATEOTG" the fish taco stand at the end of the galaxy. I made reservations for one o'clock today, for myself and two of the Beaked Seekers that rescued Randy after he crash landed on the Planet Obimpi while riding an experimental "NPSS", nuclear powered speed stick, capable of multidimensional travel at unbelievable speed. The best way to describe the NPSS, imagine a witch riding a really fast broom. Randy was doing what should have been a simple loop de loop maneuver, when at the high point of the de'loop, the NPSS lost power, Randy and the NPSS fell to the surface of Obimpi at somewhere around Fifteen hundred miles an hour. It was only dumb luck the Seekers happened to be watching a dude riding a broom, heading quickly towards the Planet's surface, the Seekers both experienced EMT'S, rushed to the crash site crater, and instantly recognized the dude with a mustache wearing a " MTGGA", Make The Galaxy Great Again crash helmet. The Seekers knew it was Randy, dug him out separating him and his crash test dummy back pack from the NPSS. The Seekers quickly buillt a triage shelter, just before a micro meteor shower arrived, the meteor shower show was spectacular, luckily only ten percent of the golf sized meteors reached the Planet's surface, recording the event was the reason they happened to be near Obimpi to record it for their UTube channel. After a few days Randy was recovered enough to travel, the Seekers dropped Randy of at a Martian rehabilitation center, where he is doing fine, Randy asked me to treat the Seekers to a Fish Taco lunch, and as you can see we just met at the rendezvous point, and are off to lunch. Until next time taa ta the Rod Blog
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Handheld.. the testing goes on.... I know its pushing it but i was rather surprised.....
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In discovery mode going from d40 to d300... I am learning how to use the focus options and coordinate my two hands.. not as easy as it seems.. I am posting nonetheless as it comes together... The D40 was surprisingly more docile in many ways..yet felt limited in what you could compose.. interesting.. :-)
And ah,,, yes Bangkok in it's moody blues suit... Imagine .. Naw guess if your here seeing this.. you go nostalgic .. and go back in your thoughts for what once was in another time and place.. :-)
That is moody..:-)
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Bangkok among many things offers to all it's nights in... white satin thanks to Utube
The Excess Baggage Tour 2011 With That Kid Rich ,Photoportee,ill-padrino ,Rustyphotography,Epic tour of buildings around Europe and UK ,No sleep ,and lots of Junk food ,Great !!!!!
This part of the trip took us to Poland where we found out about the polish roads lol (video coming soon on utube )
As Photoportee says :
The Excess Baggage Tour 2011 - Four days of unforgettable exploring adventures, from walking through the forest full of land mines, fighting with security on bicycle, getting eaten alive by zombie mosquitoes, hiding from Rusty's recorded security conversations, fishing out sunglasses from the grave full of human bones, exploring German Train Stations for no god damn reason (sorry about that guys!) down to chasing, through corridors of Beelitz, an organized group of ghosts who have stolen Rich's gear....
Prepare yourself you know it's a must-
Gotta have a friend in Jesus.
So you know that when you die,
He's gonna recommend you
To the spirit in the sky.
....a verse from a 70's classic sung by Norman Greenbaum...
Here's the song on utube...check out the wonderful video. the sky is amazing in it! lol.
YouTube show at: youtu.be/FXG80Fyp8vk
Another good day.... ideas abound for tomorrow
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IMG_9968 sun4 From movie on UTube
ITA (ENG below)
Le foto del viaggio in barca tra le Isole Ionie. Un vero viaggio, non una semplice crociera, perché oltre la vela e il mare abbiamo vissuto numerose esperienze sulla terraferma.
Abbiamo assaporato da vicino quegli aspetti e quelle curiosità che fanno parte del mondo ellenico e che solitamente si perdono durante una classica vacanza in barca a vela.
Abbiamo degustato vino, cucinato nella cucina di una taverna sul mare, prodotto i nostri formaggi, mangiato i piatti tipici, ma soprattutto abbiamo conosciuto i greci.
Un mix di mare e terra!
Per leggere il diario di questo viaggio e vedere il video: clicca qui
Ripeterò quest’avventura altre volte, anche a breve, se vuoi partecipare alla prossima avventura contattami
o seguimi su:
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ENG
The picts of the boat trip between the Ionian Islands. A real journey, not just a cruise, because beyond sailing and the sea we have tried many experiences on land.
We have closely tasted those aspects and those curiosities that are part of the Hellenic world and that are usually lost during a classic sailing holiday.
We tasted wine, cooked in the kitchen of a tavern on the sea, produced our cheese, ate typical dishes, but above all we met the Greeks.
A mix of sea and land!
To watch the video: click here.
I will repeat this adventure other times, even shortly, if you want to participate to the next,contact me
or follow:
Despite its massive bulk, this amphibious mammal moves underwater with grace, and trots on land with surprising speed. Indeed, the name hippopotamus (Hippopotamus amphibius) means ‘river horse’, pertaining to this species’ semi-aquatic lifestyle. An extremely large animal with a round, barrel-shaped body, short legs and a large, broad head.
The broad mouth can be opened extremely wide to expose large, curved canines, used in aggressive displays. The eyes, ears and nostrils protrude on the top of the head, allowing the animal to remain receptive to its surroundings and breathe while otherwise almost totally submerged underwater.
If you want to see how fast and dangerous these animals are, just click on this Utube site: www.youtube.com/watch?v=Su7GkqwxG08.
A large male Hippo can weight 2,000 kg or more. Strongly territorial, herds of ten or more animals are presided over by a dominant male that will readily defend his patriarchy to the death.
They are widely credited with killing more people than any other African mammal. They are clearly very dangerous – but I know of no data to support this, and many reliable sources suggest that that crocodile, elephant and lion could all vie for this dubious title.
Things to listen to today in the pouring rain:
Thee Silver Mt. Zion
Nick Cave singing "Henry Lee" with PJ Havey on utube....back in 1995 when Nick Cave had more hair. Nick Cave + hair + PJ Harvey = delicious!
www.youtube.com/watch?v=pWMh5mDnWS8
Other things:
1. Break down and buy an umbrella
2. Drink alot of coffee
3. Read and try to forget McCain and that Palin chick exist
4. Contemplate watching a Godard film
5. Get drenched at Renegade craft fair
6. Procrastinate
For all the narrow gauge buffs. These little clay hoppers have some serious vestiges of prior turn of the century railroading. Note the link for the link and pin couplers that they used lying on the coupler pocket of the left hand car. The railroad appears to have run only two trains that were always coupled as they appear to have done no switching. This reduced the number of times the brakeman faced the safety hazard of crushed fingers between the coupler pockets. Check out this page which contains a Utube video. www.youtube.com/watch?v=GmhXBVO4u4o&feature=player_em...
.if I drown tonight - bring me back to life.
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I totally had an easy-as-is, cop-out pic planned tonight cos I'm just not in the mood.
However, after driving about with that fantastic man I married for a bit and taking some new headshots of him out of town after work - well....lets just say the drive and the music inspired me. (which usually happens, please forgive the lame vid, I always link from utube because it's the most versatile.)
Summary: I just got an inspiration to do something, did it, and came to find that my camera had a mind of it's own.
Don't you hate that???
I swear...AF was having a bitch day today. Gah. ;-)
I'll come back to it. For now, I'm gonna go enjoy the rest of my Wednesday.
Another meeting in the morning (one this morning as well*sigh*) so ...I best get what needs gettin' done, you know how it is. :)
xoxoxo
...I'm in the Spanish language now as it is in the old format. When I have time I'll look at the Beta version. Mmmm....no.....not going to grumble about something I cannot change....and staying on flickr as I have my Flickr Friends...♥...and still enjoy posting/looking at your photos and favorite groups.
If you have time, I strongly suggest you check out Dylan Winter and the Starling Murmurations on Utube. As Lenten season is a time of contemplation for Christians the video fits in well with the sense of God's greatness. If one is not a Christian it still presents a sense of awe on many levels.
Thanks Jack for sending it my way...
Ok....I know us birders in US are not fond of Starlings, but this is truly an awesome video taken by a photographer in the UK.
Have a lovely Friday and weekend everyone....may there be a sense of awe for you....Pat xox
Thank you for your visit!
Erik watched some of "Walking With Dinosaurs" when he first came to live with us, ten years ago. This is the second time I have seen him watch TV. I had on an Angry Cats video on Utube. It went off rather fast as it upset him
1st May 2019 Home Stafford UK
I spent the day learning the “correct” way to do HDR with my CS4 Photoshop. I watched a couple of Utube videos and learned the error of my way from other times I tried HDR.
Here is what I figured what the program is doing …. When you have 3 images shot with step bracketing (Under exposed, normally exposed and over exposed) and you “technically” stack the data that can be used in processing. So, the over exposed image has the shadow detail and the under exposed has the highlight detail and finally the normal exposed has the mid range detail. Most of my processing then was dodging & burning areas I wanted to stand out. Here is the end result of one of my 1st edits.
Jethro Tull "Look into the Sun"
Jethro Tull Is an English Rock band that started in the late sixties. Ian Anderson is the leader and only member from the group’s inception. The group evolved playing a mix of Jazz and Blues evolving to move to Heavy Rock and later including folk elements.
The band use the flute played by Ian Anderson as the key lead instrument. Replacing Mick Abrahams in 1969 Martin Barre is a highly regarded lead guitarist.
In 1967 the original four piece line up started to play live and adopted various stage names (Navy Blue and Bag of Blues) until settling on Jethro Tull, borrowed from an 18th-century farmer/inventor, proved popular and memorable, and it stuck.
The first album with Martin Barre on Guitar was the highly popular ‘Stand Up’. “Look Into The Sun” is the fifth track on the album and has always been one of my favourite tracks, not least because the guitar chord progression is easy to play along with. Jethro Tull continue to tour heavily around the world, and make the point of playing off the beaten track places alongside large cities. To date the band has released over twenty original albums, Ian Anderson has released four original albums. ‘Tull are currently touring Britain and play Liverpool in April 2012.
I was tried and weary from my long walk though the city streets and found such tranquillity here, just to sit and admire such a wonderful place. As you look at this photo, play the utube thread....just click on the note in the photo....enjoy.
A very round American Coot photographed on the edge of Mill Lake.
With the change in weather and American Bald Eagle shooting to do. I find myself unhappy with the quality of photos I was achieving with the settings I used most of the spring and summer. Blue sky days will be a rare and modern digital SLR have many possibilities to work in grey skies. On to Google and Utube and time to start learning again.
I learned to shoot using a fully manual SLR when there was no digital. When I got my first digital SLR I decided that I would use all this modern technology and give up Manual mode. I shot hundreds of thousand of photos mostly using Aperture mode. Time to learn to use Manual again, I hope it will allow me to be more creative in difficult situations.
ITA (ENG below)
Le foto del viaggio in barca tra le Isole Ionie. Un vero viaggio, non una semplice crociera, perché oltre la vela e il mare abbiamo vissuto numerose esperienze sulla terraferma.
Abbiamo assaporato da vicino quegli aspetti e quelle curiosità che fanno parte del mondo ellenico e che solitamente si perdono durante una classica vacanza in barca a vela.
Abbiamo degustato vino, cucinato nella cucina di una taverna sul mare, prodotto i nostri formaggi, mangiato i piatti tipici, ma soprattutto abbiamo conosciuto i greci.
Un mix di mare e terra!
Per leggere il diario di questo viaggio e vedere il video: clicca qui
Ripeterò quest’avventura altre volte, anche a breve, se vuoi partecipare alla prossima avventura contattami
o seguimi su:
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ENG
The picts of the boat trip between the Ionian Islands. A real journey, not just a cruise, because beyond sailing and the sea we have tried many experiences on land.
We have closely tasted those aspects and those curiosities that are part of the Hellenic world and that are usually lost during a classic sailing holiday.
We tasted wine, cooked in the kitchen of a tavern on the sea, produced our cheese, ate typical dishes, but above all we met the Greeks.
A mix of sea and land!
To watch the video: click here.
I will repeat this adventure other times, even shortly, if you want to participate to the next,contact me
or follow:
Awful photo, this is the only time I have found this and I think it is interesting. I did not know why it was yellow when I saw it.
When it gets to this stage it is fatal. SJ88452060
Viral replication is nucleo-cytoplasmic. Entry into the host cell is achieved by attachment of the viral proteins to host receptors, which mediates endocytosis. Replication follows the DNA strand displacement model. DNA-templated transcription is the method of transcription. Insects serve as the natural host.[2] Wikipedia
The Sci Show on Utube is well worth a watch (Rolypolys)
31st January 2019 Stafford UK
...and I made a video that will be posted soon on my new Utube Art Chanel about how I made the corrections:
www.youtube.com/channel/UCU2BFOXjVoa_RUs3QEbpESg
(probably updated by tomorrow night)
I have uploaded a new video.
Music by David Byrne (you happy now Qua?), Dead Can Dance and Cocorosie
Vimeo: (best for viewing)
Veoh: (not smooth, some kind of codec problem i have not been able to solve)
www.veoh.com/videos/v565784SGcRbg6b
UTube:
A questo link trovi la guida online completa di Lanzarote: cosa vedere, dove dormire, itinerari e curiosità.
Durante tutto l'anno accompagno viaggi di gruppo "intorno al mondo", se vuoi partecipare alla prossima avventura seguimi:
ENG
On this link you can find a complete online travel guide about Lanzatore. What to see, where to sleep, itinerary and much more.
Throughout the year I travel with small groups "around the world", if you want to participate in the next adventure follow me on:
I just watched a series of videos on Utube about Urban Wildlife in major cities in Canada. I figure 98% of what I shoot are birds so here are a sample of some other critter images I have captured in the urban areas I have travelled.
1. Enjoying "Bulb", 2. Illumination, 3. uTube, 4. Greenish, 5. Reflection drama, 6. Blue bricks, 7. Brewing, 8. Underneath, 9. Selling flowers in an apocalyptic way, 10. Brickland, 11. Enjoying "Bulb", 12. Swinging, 13. The other side, 14. Blurring sideways, 15. No Beach Boys, 16. Harvest vehicle
Part of the trio called Femina from Argentina. Performing at the California worldfest of music. They were soulful, sweet, healing and happy to listen too. Catch them when they visit your city or google their video on Utube. youtu.be/-aoW6neiJh4
Location - Belvika, Kvaloya.
More Aurora images in my album - www.flickr.com/photos/39648370@N06/sets/72157637551509993
If you want to see more, here is a compilation of some 1000+ time lapse images taken in the Tromso area of Norway of The Northern Lights ……
Vimeo - www.vimeo.com/115894199
UTube - www.youtube.com/watch?v=oaOBkRpvtzY&feature=youtu.be
For best effects please watch in full screen mode and I would appreciate any comments - thank you.
Vieni con me nei prossimi viaggi...
Per leggere il diario di questo viaggio e vedere altre foto: clicca qui
To watch the video: click here.
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View On Black please see large
www.youtube.com/watch?v=rp68J4w9zj4
Fun Utube Watch:
THANKS TO THOSE WHO ARE ALWAYS THERE, NO MATTER WHAT, YOU ARE MY SUPPORT AND WHAT MAKES ME KEEP COMING BACK . You are each very special and I so appreciate your support in this last week, it was a rough one!
NOBLE I WANT TO SHARE A CALIFORNIA BEACH WITH YOU FOR YOUR SHARING YOUR FLORIDA BEACH
YOU MY FRIEND ON THE OTHER SIDE, HAVE BEEN A TRUE FRIEND, AND IT IS MUCH APPRECIATED, AS WITH THOSE OF YOU WHO HAVE ALWAYS BEEN THERE THRU THICK AND THIN WITH ME.
MUCH LOVE, AND GO HAVE FUN IN THE SUN!
billie
A week ago I posted images of Buddy and Beau having "treed" a squirrel....they did it again a day ago.....here they are in a video in their patient quest waiting for the squirrel to come down....Dusty, Red and Pretty are, as ever, not amused.
Vimeo:
IFilm
www.ifilm.com/myifilm/shadowplay
Veoh
www.veoh.com/videos/v342033Y8fNQZbn
UTube
This is a film scan, originally in full color. I've used Photoshop to somewhat desaturate the intensity of the color in the brick and sky from the original, both of which detracted from the structural elements. I've always been attracted to the allure of old New England brick factory buildings but only those who know me well could understand the title so don't bother trying to decipher it. Suffice it to say that this factory, in Shelton, Connecticut, probably long gone, is representational. This should be viewed large so I'm including the link.