Though simply being indicted is one of the club membership requirements.
Wake me up when execution for treason or sentencing to Supermax or general population at some nasty Federal prison takes place ... I've seen this movie before and they all have the same "Aren't we all great friends" ending.
Downriver-most point on Jamestown Island. The Jamestown settlement is a few miles upriver
James River at Black Point, Jamestown Island Scotland Landing on far side of river
This point is at the end of a short walking path of the loop road around the island. I found this a great place to walk around and take pictures (of the same things each time :) ).
This is the only formal hiking path on te island ... but I stumbled over a few things wandering through the woods. It's so overgrown though, there's barely enough room for the mosquitos between the trees and vines.
Sometime I'll have to tell of the time some "concerned citizens" reported me to a ranger for carrying a rifle. After very little confusion, the ranger determined my tripod was not a rifle and let me go.
I imagine "concerned citizen" went home happy having done his "civic duty".
A sample of some obscure – and some maybe not obscure – tunes from my strange and off-the-wall collection.
Today’s selection: Grateful Dead "China Cat Sunflower I Know You Rider" 1982
Live at the Oregon Country Fair: "Springfield Creamery Presents The Second Decadenal Field Trip" in Veneta, just west of Eugene.
I liked Eugene back in those days. Crazy was fun then, not dangerous. Times change.
The concert took place on August 28 - I overlooked this fact when I went to post this.
I was at this concert. Drove up from Reno with my girlfriend of the time in a beater 1964 Chevy pickup.. Sat with friends in the booth next to Ken Kesey's. Wish I remembered more of the concert; there was no option for leaving off the "special sauce" at the food booths. Trouble is, those funny cigarettes have been known to cause this effect often known as "the munchies".
Brownies are good. The special sauce wasn't bad either.
Truck blew a rod on the way home; of course I was taking the road less travelled. Contacted our friends in Eugene and spent a few days with them while the truck was being repaired.
An adventure is something you don't want to be doing while you're doing it.
But a memorable time overall. Good and bad at the same time; one of the straws that broke apart my first not-marriage ... but that's a different tale for a different time.
It appears ZeroHedge picked up this story. "DataCenter" means just that: the facilities plus support staff and families along with merchants implies these will be the significant population centers:
The carnival has left. No more cotton candy, corn dogs, sno-cones. No more "toss the ring", "shoot the ducks", "are you man or mouse" games.
No more "toss your cookies" rides. No more watching young kids on their first solo "adult" rides. No more watching nervous parents watching the kids on their first solo adult rides. No more watching teenage boys chase the uncatchable. No more watching the uncatchable play at being catchable.
No more funhouse, rooms of mirrors, barking carnies.
No more carny sounds, carney smells, the hot sun of a summer's day. 'Tis the time of the season.
Both Nazi Germany and Soviet Russia operated under "rule of law".
Headline: "...democracy and the rule of law are under assault from disinformation, division, and shrinking civic space,"
And I can't help thinking that democracy - two wolves and a lamb voting on lunch - has caused more problems around the world ... especially when forcing it on people that didn't want it.
Saw this sitting out in the back lot of an artist's studio near Loveland, CO. The back lot ... with the dumpsters and such. Not up front on display.
Stopped in to talk with the fellow.
The story I got was that someone commissioned this sculpture but was not able to pay for it. Supposedly $30,000 melt value of bronze. Someone that had ... emphasize "had" ... the $100k or so to justify accepting the commission.
It's the face and figure of the guy it was to go to.
"Who wants a large statue of some other guy?" . . . . . "Maybe someone will buy it"
That was long ago; haven't been back. I wonder what happened to it.
First built in 1915, it was the primary training aircraft of WWI of both American and Canadian militaries. After the war, a large number of these planes were surplussed to the civilian market. Final production of occurred in 1927