Thursday, July 21, 2005
Fun with TerraServer USA
I've spent the last couple hours geotagging our pictures on Flickr, using the TerraServer USA website for the longitude and latitude coordinates. While doing this I've come across some interesting shots.
Check out this satellite view of the St. Johns Bridge.
Our old apartment complex, complete with our car in the parking lot. (The parking lot is about a third of the way down, our car is the first one from the left-silver next to the trees.)
Trojan (formerly a) nuclear power plant.
Close Encounters of the Wyoming Kind-Devil's Tower baby! (Tried to find Area 51 with no luck, oh well satellite shots of that are elsewhere on the web.)
Satellite view of a stealth bomber at Whiteman Air Force Base.
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
One toke over the line
"Shocking crimes of violence are increasing.... Alarmed Federal and State authorities attribute much of this violence to the 'killer drug.' That's what experts call marihuana.... Those addicted to marihuana, after an early feeling of exhilaration, soon lose all restraints, all inhibitions. They become bestial demoniacs, filled with the mad lust to kill." - Kenneth Clark, Universal News Service 1936
Only Five Months Till Xmas
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
Virginia City Church
Sunday, July 17, 2005
250,000 Per Hour
The new Harry Potter book sold an astonishing 6.9 million copies in its first 24 hours, smashing the record held by the previous Potter release. "Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince" averaged better than 250,000 sales per hour, more than the vast majority of books sell in a lifetime. - AP
Someone dust off John Davidson, because that's incredible.
Lady of Grace
Squids Rule
I dig this picture, and I dig squids. I just don't dig them nearly as much as the cat whose page that I got this picture from. Although he's got some pretty good giant squid pictures up, I could really do without the cephalopod erotica scattered about the page. Does anyone really fantasize about cunnilingus with an octopus?
Other than the horse-fuckers in Washington state, that is. It's a sick, sad world.
Thursday, July 14, 2005
Have You Seen This Man?
Molliwogg picked up her mother at the Reno airport last night, when none other than Erik Estrada walked past. Better mind the speed limits folks, Ponch is in the house.
Monday, July 11, 2005
Weird Fact
The FBI's Freedom of Information Act website has 101 files on spontaneous human combustion.
Sunday, July 10, 2005
1855 Church - Grass Valley, California
Friday, July 08, 2005
Big Rock Candy Mountains
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
There's a land that's fair and bright
Where the handouts grow on bushes
And you sleep out ev'ry night
Where the boxcars are all empty
And the sun shines ev'ry day
Oh, I'm bound to go where there ain't no snow
Where the rain don't fall and the wind don't blow
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.
Oh, the buzzin' of the bees in the peppermint trees
'Round the soda water fountains
Where the lemonade springs and the bluebird sings
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
You never change your socks
And little streams of lemonade
Come a-tricklin' down the rocks
The hobos there are friendly
And their fires all burn bright
There's a lake of stew ...and soda, too
You can paddle all around 'em in a big canoe
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.
Oh, the buzzin' of the bees in the peppermint trees
'Round the soda water fountains
Where the lemonade springs and the bluebird sings
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains - Harry McClintock
Wednesday, July 06, 2005
Gilligan's Isle
Tuesday, July 05, 2005
Something to think about...
"We actually engage in such mediation quite often in our daily lives. We are particularly good at cultivating familiarity with unvirtuous tendencies! When displeased with someone, we are able to contemplate that persons faults and derive a stronger and stronger conviction of his or her questionable nature. Our mind remains focused on the "object" of our mediation, and our contempt for the person thereby intensifies. We also contemplate and develop familiarity with chosen objects when we focus on something or someone we are particularly fond of. Very little prodding is needed to maintain our concentration. It is more difficult to remain focused when cultivating virtue. This is a sure indication of how overwhelming the emotions of attachment and desire are!" - The Dalai Lama
Guilty as charged, how about you?
Monday, July 04, 2005
Birthday Wishes
Sunday, July 03, 2005
Coelacanth's Kick Butt
Saturday, July 02, 2005
Excerpt/The More Things Change...
Times change and systems decay. But it is my faith that in the end, it is only nonviolence and things that are based on nonviolence that will endure. Nineteen hundred years ago, Christianity was born. The ministry of Jesus lasted only for three brief years. His teaching was misunderstood even during his own time, and today's Christianity is a denial of his central teaching, "Love your enemy." But what are nineteen hundred years for the spread of the central doctrine of one's teaching?
Six centuries rolled by and Islam appeared on the scene. Many Muslims will not even allow me to say that Islam, as the word implies, is unadulterated peace. My reading of the Koran has convinced me that the basis of Islam is not violence. But here again thirteen hundred years later are but a speck in the cycle of Time. I am convinced that both these great faiths will live only to the extent their followers imbibe the central teaching of nonviolence. But it is not a thing to be grasped through mere intellect, it must sink into our hearts. - Gandhi
Friday, July 01, 2005
Excerpt
It would be easy to say that we owe it all to the Bush family from Texas, but that would be too simplistic. They are only errand boys for the vengeful, bloodthirsty cartel of raving Jesus-freaks and super-rich money mongers who have ruled this country for the last 20 years and arguably for the past 200. They take orders well, and they don't ask too many questions.
The real power in America is held by a fast-emerging new Oligarchy of pimps and preachers who see no need for Democracy or fairness or even trees, except maybe the ones in their own yards, and they don't mind admitting it. They worship money and power and death. Their idea solution to all the nation's problems would be another 100 year war.
Coming of age in a fascist police state will not be a barrel of fun for anybody, much less for people like me, who are not inclined to suffer Nazi's gladly and feel only contempt for the cowardly flag-suckers who would gladly give up their outdated freedom to live for the mess of pottage they have been conned into believing will be freedom from fear.
Ho ho ho. Let's not get carried away here. Freedom was yesterday in this country. It's value has been discounted. The only freedom we truly crave is freedom from Dumbness. Nothing else matters. - Hunter S. Thompson from Kingdom of Fear.
Bad Joke
Man walks into a bar.
Says, "Ow."
Don't say you weren't warned.
Back
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall,
All the King's horses and all the King's men,
Couldn't reinstall Windows again.
The computer finally went boom. Heeding John's advice we bought a new hard drive and reinstalled Windows from there. Tomorrow (today actually) begins the arduous task of retrieving data from the old drive...joy. But I can't complain, I'm no longer banished to waiting an hour or more at the library for computer time. As much as I love the library, that really, really sucks.
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