Where The Day Takes You
All I knew is that, this time, I was going to do it.
Every time I drove across the 18th Street Bridge headed toward the grocery store, I had the same thought as I looked northward at the mammoth piece of iron, steel and stone railroad bridge. "Man, that is such a cool shot. I ought to stop and take some pictures." With my
cohort and camera in tow, that is exactly what happened on this Wednesday's photo safari.
It was surprisingly easy to access the historic bridge in the area just south of downtown Chicago, crisscrossed by rail lines. Although dusty and overgrown with weeds and wildflowers, there was a steady stream of activity along these tracks next to the south branch of the
Chicago River which abuts
Chinatown.
There was even an unexpected oasis of manicured calm in the form of a public park: the
Ping Tom Memorial Park, with great views of bridges and barges and the front side of a street called Lumber. The safari wound down inside a narrow warren of restaurants, hair salons and doctors offices just off Cermak and Archer.
You can see the safari through our eyes at Flickr:
Tammy's and
mine. What a fantastic day!
Labels: 2008, photo, safari, tammy, zesmerelda
That's News To Me
I used to look for oddball stuff on purpose. Now, it just spills out of the cart into the aisles unbidden. Today's WTF moment came with the discovery that the US Army has taken down its non-lethal "Voice-to-Skull" weapons page on the Web. Its what?
And it was the
Christians Against Mental Slavery who noticed it had gone
404.
Wired.com has
the whole story, including an artist's conception of the device, which is said to "use microwave transmission of sound into the skull of persons or animals by way of pulse-modulated microwave radiation; and (2) a silent sound device which can transmit sound into the skull of person or animals."
So, what
does a silent sound device
sound like?
Labels: army, mental, weird, wired
Downright Lazy, Is All
Read / Write Web put offered a tutorial on how to use feed sources, tags and pipes to create a constantly updated feed of news on any imaginable topic. Today, they chose to scour the Web for the best weird stuff and useless facts you might have ever seen. Peruse, but be warned: it's a huge time suck!
Weird blogs, powered by Feedburner.
Labels: weird, wired
"Life" Remains on Hold
While producers resume their search for the winning combination of script treatments and character motivation, the status of "
My Regularly Scheduled Life" remains up in the air.
When asked for a comment after consulting with a very handsome specialist earlier today, the elusive star of the show simply waved dismissively (with her one good hand), then hopped into a cab headed down Michigan Avenue.
Reliable sources indicate more definitive details will be released by the start of the Fall '07 season.
Labels: life
My Regularly Scheduled Life
Whether I sit, stand, bend at the waist or lay down, some part of my body hurts.
Lately, I've felt so full of frustration...rage...impotence at the whole situation that's dragged on for the better part of the past year since the spinal fusion surgery. I find myself ready to tell total strangers how broken I am just so they can be angry on my behalf. Madness!
Then I laugh as I step outside of my niggling selfishness for a moment and see my quirky, jerky pain movements and the lightening in my left thigh as some sort of bad performance art. Snap, snap! "Thank you. I'm here every Thursday!"
I'm getting ready to see another specialist tomorrow. All I know is that I want someone to fix me so that I can return to my regularly scheduled life.
Labels: life
Done.
I decided to give myself something for my birthday: the gift of a few minutes more of living. After (
mumble-mumble) years of inhaling tar and nicotine, I decided that today was as good a day as any to call it quits. Wish me luck.
Just in case, I picked up some assistance in the form of
Nicorette Fruit Chill :-p
Labels: birthday
Oh, The Humanity?
Google randomly posts little quips and quotes in the space right above your gmail inbox. Sometimes I pay attention but mostly I've developed a rather bad case of banner blindness. Not today, though, as I may have found the source of all my problems in the "
Quote of the Day," courtesy of Sigmund Freud:
"Love and work are the cornerstones of our humanness."
Since I have neither love nor work (or work that I love!) , does that knock me down a peg to less than human? Homo sapiens perhaps, but no longer Homo sapiens sapiens?
Labels: malaise
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