A smile

My blog is still on the fritz.  I can't post to most sites.  I'm getting frustrated with it all.  This might make you laugh, it did for me.

‘Nuff Said, It is Logical, Captain.

Envious

Political discourse is envious

Ineffable

The level of political discourse is ineffable.

Ineffaceable

The net result of political discourse is ineffaceable.

Inevitable

The outcome of political discourse is inevitable.

In-viable

By nature political discourse is in-viable.

Therefore, Captain,

the enviable, inevitable, ineffaceable, ineffable is in-viable.

‘Nuff Said.

Fresh Hula Hoops 2010

Beings how I was there an all when Art Linkletter introduced the hula hoop in the mid 50's and I hooped at least 4 times in my life. When I saw this I was greatly impressed.

"Consistency is the last refuge of the unimaginative."

Oscar Wilde

What Fresh Hell?

Flood Plain stuff.



Turns out all those maps, with the lines showing the limits of the flood danger, were calculated in 80's using a slide rule to crunch the numbers and a graphite pencil on vellum, with a bamboo scale, to locate them. The scale is approx 1 mile per inch.
Try to see the width of the line at that scale. It would fall between the two wood columns on the front porch.
The computer used at that time was an 8088. The models being generated today use cutting edge computers (not leading edge, not state of the art) and GPS triangulated data from hot s**t devices that are mounted on cars, boats, planes, trains and yaks, if the needs arises. It can measure a 400 meter swath of date as it rolls along at highway speed. (terrain and structures)

So the lesson of the hour: when you look at a map of the flood plain in your town and you see a line that says the flood plain is way across the road from your house and you don't need flood insurance. Well buy it, cause you don't need it and it's cheap. When, (when) the flood water rise up into your home, you will thank me, or not.
Oh buy the weigh, the numbers they are using for the flood water height are based on the NGVD 1929. The new numbers NAVD 1988, the factor of error is a foot, plus or minus. (either way you'er screwed)

Ok, still not convinced? Close all the doors in your house and stuff towels at the sills, ok now flood your house with 2 inches of water. How does it feel? Where's the cat? Did you pick up the blanket like I said?

Enough of that.

'Nuff said

Now this Ride has Style.

That's spelled S.T.Y.L.E.

Boy Howdy.

Style.

What Fresh Hell?

Now this is a photograph I made this afternoon. I came home and just could not leave it alone.

There is a madness that is rampant in the nation. I don't know where it comes from and don't care where it goes, just get the hell away from me. If you don't I will.

I am worried for the good of my native soil, for the second time in my life.

It is the Money that drive$ all of the Bu$'s engines.

Anyway let's just all have a good chuckle for old time sake.

ya know back in the day when everyone knew what the back of the bu$ was for.

Nuff said

I have it upon Good Authority

Lord Ganesha

is inclined to give to all a sweet kiss.

nuff said

Go over to Mr. Charleston's and watch the kids.

These cats are their grand parents.

Well, ya know, back in the day.

Most have done checked out of the Waiting on Jesus Towers.

Photo of the Moment

Musings of an older photographer while window shopping.

Come on, Now, I can hear the voices in my head saying: "youa shoulda nota do thisa thang. I'm tella you what. I meana if Germaina Greer gets aholt ah' disa here stuffa, shes agonna scratcha you face. Wait until she tellsa Okra, I meana you gonna be the biga O, dats spelta Z-e-r-0, boy. You think people don't buy your work now, well this ain't gonna help atall. No Siree Bob!"

But I digress...

I took this photo over six years ago and it finally came together today. Or not.

Only time will tell. I like it just as well as a straight photograph.

Like this:

Photo of the Moment

Presence

There is a myth,

growing,

about the power of crystal skulls.

Scares a bunch of people,

voodoo, hoodoo, woowoo, woowho,

and such,

I reckon you have to be in the presence.

I have finally found a place to live just like I never could before.

And I know I don't have much to give, but soon I'll open any door.

Everybody knows the secret, everybody knows the score.

I have finally found a place to live in the presence of the Lord.

In the presence of the Lord.

EC

Photo of the Moment

Dudes. Sleeping. With a Muse, in St. Petersburg.





Jerry Ulesmann once did a photograph entitled 'While Ansel Sleeps' he caught a lot of flack from Ansel's boys, I don't think this is what he meant. Maybe I should call this 'While Jerry Sleeps' of course he would be sleeping in the Vinoy just up the block.

Jack Kerouac passed away in St. Petersburg, he was not on the road, had not been for a while, he was living with his third wife, Stella, and his mother, Gabrielle.

A Muse in Progress Energy Park