Category: oddities
Radiation tower work continues
This morning a crew is working on the new radiation tower near us. My only observations previously about radiation towers have been that a) they appear overnight, and b) they never go away. In this case, as far as I can tell, nothing has been done for almost three weeks.
Overnight, Uruguay-style.
Money laundering
We have a casita (little house), currently unoccupied and predictably filled with all the stuff we don’t want somewhere else. Recently my wife suggested removing a piece of furniture, so I gathered what little was in it, including a couple in inexplicably filthy USD 1 bills our son had left behind.
So I washed them with soap and water.
It didn’t really help.
There’s a story here somewhere
Wednesday, 8:30 AM. A block from the beach. No one anywhere nearby.
Not encouraging
About 500 meters from our front door, what looks like it can be only one thing: the base of a cell tower. I don’t like cell towers. I rarely use my cell phone. I have used one so little that I can still feel the numbness around my ear that no doubt you have long since gotten used to.
Sayonara
The hearth
Tex, an amazingly bright guy, and amazingly talented artist, moved into this house mid-2008. Almost everything you see here was in the house then. Even the stack of cassette tapes in the corner.* None of this decor was even remotely to his tastes.
He was one of those people who gets rid of nothing.
* which reminds me of a person who moved here in 2007 from Canada. He brought a collection of 200 cassette tapes. He’s still trying to figure out what he was thinking.
And perfect.
long day, city
public hospital (friend)
finally home
blank screen beckons but
is just that: blank screen
no computer, cables, antennae
just there
blank screen
Crochet. Because trees.
Yee haw 2015!
Since my wife posted one of my color grids over here, I thought I’d share an animated version, which, had I more imagination, might somehow find itself linked to an inspirational message about remaining true to yourself, yet adapting in what will — according to the egg-spurts — promise to be a most interesting year.
Может вы живете в интересное время
The color grid dates back to my college days, when I slaved with Prismacolor pencils, getting a few interesting results, and a lot less so. One poorly-chosen color wrecks the overall effect. 30 years later, I created a template in FreeHand, and was able to go through hundreds of iterations in the time it would take to hand-color one grid. This is from 2006.