We don’ need no stinkin’ goggles!
George Soros And Desperate Dems Seek To Lower Voting Age To 16.
— Jali_Cat (@Jali_Cat) April 21, 2018
Ha! Go Hungary!
We get the ever-lovin’ horror, though! I can not believe people are letting them do this. WHY do they let them do this?
Weird, willful slavery to folks who want… in a word… Control. Don’t let them have any. None.
It’s like I’ve landed in a God damn alternate universe and it’s scaring me no end. I mean, Jeezus H. Christ in the Andes, at least Spock looked different! And I haven’t even come close to figuring my world out yet.
This stuff makes me think of the young folks I love and I really do not think this sort of government-sanctioned child abuse will stick but if it does it will hurt them badly. Worse than our lot, for sure. On the other hand, happily, I see in the ones I know an ability to see through this sort of insanity.
There is hope.
But this sort of thing needs to never get this far.
It’s not natural.
Twisted Squid: Gulf of Mexico 2018
Published on Apr 19, 2018
Described by our resident cephalopod expert as “probably the most bizarre squid I’ve ever seen,” we encountered this unusual squid while exploring an unnamed mound at a depth of ~850 meters (2,790 feet) during Dive 04 of the Gulf of Mexico 2018 expedition on NOAA Ship Okeanos Explorer.
Its arms were folded back in what may be a defensive posture, but to such an extreme degree, it had lost its squid-like appearance.
Video courtesy of the NOAA Office of Ocean Exploration and Research, Gulf of Mexico 2018.
Learn more about the expedition here: https://oceanexplorer.noaa.gov/okeano…
The squid was found upside down near an undersea mound, at a depth of about 2,790 feet While exploring the depths of Gulf of Mexico, researchers stumbled across an unusual creature. It is a squid with blood red body and a set of pointy horns. The strange squid was captured on April 17 by the crew of NOAA ship Okeanos Explorer during a scientific voyage studying an ocean area never explored before. The mission has been conducting both scientific research and capturing images of deep-sea habitats in the western Gulf of Mexico that likely found nowhere else.
The identity of the squid is still a mystery. Some suggest that it belongs to Discoteuthis as its body and limb shape somewhat resembles squids of this genus. But there is a possibility that it could be an entirely new species. The squid was discovered at the depths of about 2,790 feet. When the creature was observed, it was curled inward in a very dramatic manner and its arms were folded as if in a defensive posture. NOAA biologist Mike Vecchione describes this squid as “probably the most bizarre squid I’ve ever seen.” The appearance and behavior of the squid is so strange that it does not even look like a squid at first glance.
Is this cool or what? What is with the “horns”?
The ocean. We should use the war money for exploring the ocean.
We know so little about it! That is actually not a good reflection on our species, is it? That we know slightly above jack sh!t about our own ocean.
As DAVID64 Wheres the Ka-boom? Member Registered: 7/9/2008 Location: The CrossTime Saloon Mood: Just waiting said in Mysterious Squid with Horns Spotted in the Gulf of Mexico, “71% of the Earth is covered in water and we keep looking for aliens out there.”
Alien Files Unsealed (UFO) 5h 30m series edited together
Published on Feb 1, 2018
Alien Files series edited together by me without all the annoying breaks or adverts. Continuously flowing non-stop for 5h 30m.
I have not watched this yet, folks, just so you know, but gortex posted it so I am trusting that it is okay to watch. Good man, our gortex, you know? He is one of us.
Knight of Ni
Location: Valles Marineris
Member was on ATS
5 minutes ago
In 2014 the History channel broadcast a series of programs examining the vault of government files released in 2011 , this video contains the episodes of Alien Files Unsealed.
If you’re into UFOs and binge watching this is for you.
I should say here that UFOs got me into Forteana, with one of them being in my eyeball’s range at the tender age of ten, in Ridgefield, Connecticut, Summer 1965.
I have been blessed to have had several other sightings since then over the years, including one in broad daylight. My last was in 2007 (in the Gulf of Texaco, from up on the back deck of a cruise ship at night, about an hour out of Belize).
I don’t get out much these days. Noted is the continuing state of decline of my eyeballs, only kept active by the wonders of chemistry. So, darnitol, I might not notice if one was even there… I have no peripheral vision, nearly whatsoever.
I also can take or leave the alien theory. Mostly leave, but… As Stanton used to say, God rest his Soul, (paraphrasing), “Some UFOs are alien spaceships.” Sure why not and a good ole “Maybe so … maybe not.”
Anyway… here this is… definitely need to watch it in several small helpings.
John Mayall “Room To Move” (2017)
The legendary JOHN MAYALL is returning to the Iridium for three nights: SEPTEMBER 21st, 22nd & 23rd! Tickets can be purchased here: http://bit.ly/JohnMayallIridium
For a little taste, here’s a recent clip of John performing his classic 1970 track”Room To Move”, which is always a delicious treat.
Often referred to as “The Godfather of British Blues,” John Mayall has an impressive musical career that spans over 50 years. The English blues singer, pianist, harmonica player, guitarist, and songwriter founded the band, John Mayall & the Bluesbreakers in the 1960’s—a band whose members included many celebrated blues and blues rock guitarists, such as: Eric Clapton, Peter Green, Jack Bruce, Mick Taylor, Walter Trout, Coco Montoya and Buddy Whittington.
Attracted by the West Coast climate and culture, Mayall then made his permanent move from England to Los Angeles in 1969 and began forming bands with American musicians. Throughout the next three decades, Mayall became further revered for his many jazz/rock/blues innovations featuring such notable performers as Blue Mitchell, Red Holloway, Larry Taylor, and Harvey Mandel. Mayall’s popularity continued with a succession of dynamic albums including the Grammy-nominated “Wake Up Call” that featured guest artists Buddy Guy, Mavis Staples, Albert Collins and Mick Taylor.
What this man’s done for music is simply huge.
I wish I had NOT listened to my doctor.
These government commiedemtrolls are making me feel like some sort of criminal.
Now they want me to travel far by some unknown means to a doctor and I will have to pay for it.
I am threatened with stoppage of my benefits if I do not go.
We shall see if the do.
It just effing wants to make me hurl.
none here, though
Well, it’s just a render, so… it isn’t really that much of a reveal. At least Boeing gave us a real photograph. This via Aviation Leak.
Vincent Hayes “Inner City Blues” Featuring Andy Frisinger @ 2014 WYCE Jammie Awards
Published on Jun 2, 2014
Vincent Hayes “Inner City Blues” From “The Grind” @ 2014 WYCE Jammie Awards. Featuring guest artist Andy Frisinger on Sax.
Written long ago and sadly even more relevant now.
That says a lot and it is not a good result.
i was feeling lazy and assigned the teeth to the armature with automatic weights……,,,,, never do this
The Kappa is a mythical turtle-like creature from Japan. The Kappa is a river demon and has the body of a turtle and a human with a divot on its head where it stores water. The Kappa is mischievous and is known to pull pranks and even kidnap children. If one can trick the Kappa into spilling all the water on its head it will become loyal to that person and do whatever that person desires.
Melon Heads are humanoid cryptids found in Michigan, Connecticut, and Ohio. They get their name from their abnormally bulbous round heads. They are known to attack people they are said to live in woods and forests, on abandoned roads, and even have some areas such as neighborhoods designated to them (if what my old friends said was true). Experts believe sadly that these cryptids are just misunderstood people suffering from the condition hydrocephalus which causes people to have large heads while most people believe the legends and think they are a cryptid.
American Horror Story
This is right on my too creepy threshold…
But first… Pleasant was my waking this morning because it was immediately clear that I was recovered from the food poisoning (or whatever it was) that knocked me out for the entire day and night yesterday… oh it wasn’t ultra bad but it was really uncomfortable. Missed the live guitar session with Charlie Wallace. Nice phone calls from the Angel of the North got me through it.
So what was strange? All of my light bulbs decided to go south on this day… or last night… bedroom ceiling and lamp, living room, dining room and back room ceilings, too. I mean, really? That’s 9 bulbs. Oh, wait, the main bulb in the basement went, too, which was of a different species… for 10. I think it is a strangeness, at least, your mileage may vary.
Tax day. Ugh. I owe. Must pay my share for our WMDs. Don’t worry, it’s ok if we have them.
Props to the USPS today 🙂
I wish I wasn’t a freak of nature. It’s awful. Seriously. Can’t do anything. Anything.
Ok, better do these taxes while I can.
ETA: Oh Lordy, on further investigation, which in a normal would have occurred before posting… it was a fuse.
It may give some indication of just how shot I actually am.
ETA: Even I have difficulty realizing the depths of my decline.
Clarinta Elda Elizabeth Moore
(aka Clare P. and Clarita)
May 12, 1922 – November 16, 2017
Growing up I thought of Aunt Clare as that happy lady who came over a lot, was my
Aunt and loved to pinch my cheek really hard, call me an embarrassing name and give
me tons of presents. She’d always be sure to remind us to never say nine but instead to
say ni-yun, so people would be sure to understand what we meant. That came from
being a teacher for Ma Bell, teaching all the girls how to be operators. She did that at
least two, maybe three decades…a lady not afraid to try new things.
Now I see her more as The Giver, The Helper. Always giving. To the Indians
especially, others,too. But wait…
She always brought tons of food, too, remember?
A passion for food took root in Clare early on… she’d tell stories of behind the scenes
happenings in the kitchens of her clients… when she was twelve years old. She was a
pro that early because she stepped up in support of her family. Her dad had been
called to the Lord very early on, you see. She took that support as a mission to heart…
to her Soul and kept at it right up to her last day here. That is so beautiful a thing.
But the food…
She loved food and cooking and seeing to it that every single person there; and
sometimes there were quite a lot; wound up stuffed and happy. I was always amazed at
how much food she could make on a moment’s notice.
Holidays always saw everyone pounding pound after pound of perfect pasta sarde,
serious shrimp cocktails, delicious Dolly breads for Easter, astounding apple pies and
of course, her glorious Baked Beans, which define the phrase “indescribably
delicious.” They are one of those treasures of a lifetime that simply can never be
duplicated, for not a one of us has that God-given magical touch.
Clare’s devotion to family especially her siblings was powerful right to her dying day.
There’s Orlando, who everyone called Tim, Anita and Louise, Evalyn and Lena, her
parents, husbands Joe Greco and Clay Moore, cousins, especially Bobby Morrell, as
well as friends she adored… with very deeply felt emotions for each and every one.
Her heartthrobs were Erroll Flynn and Randolph Scott and the music was by Gene
Autry, the Sons of the Pioneers and our very own Uncle Tim, who could hold his own
with those guys for sure.
Always the traveler, the adventurer, Clare would go out West, ride horses, stay at dude
ranches and just be toolin’ around in her Model A Ford, gobbling up life with gusto. She
must have been quite something back in the day.
Clare was never afraid to tackle any issue in order to keep us safe and secure no matter
where she was or what her situation was. Clare was likewise never afraid to spread her
love as far as she could with the hotspot being her family. She did these things with
remarkable success and her example lives on as inspiration for all of us to follow.
She taught me so much in those last few years. Taught me without even knowing she
was… about dealing with my profound sadness and inner anger and especially about
what love really is. And that is nothing less than giving solace and comfort, protection
and security with no expectation of return. But even in her final days she managed to
give me clear messages of love in return. Truly a remarkable lady.
Fare thee well, my dear Aunt Clare – I know you are up in heaven now, watching
over us, keeping us safe. I feel you here sometimes.
Enjoy your new journey knowing that you will live in love in our hearts forever.
— Iggy Makarevich
I read that today at Clare’s funeral. Made it to the end in one shot with just a couple of quavers toward the end! Thank you to those who hlped me get to where I could do that.
It was a small, intimate and lovely ceremony and just as I had hoped it would be. The crowd was small but the people there were the right people and that was definitely a welcome thing. All my love to everyone that was there. That goes for the man from St. Mary, too, who I sadly forgot to exchange names with. He was so pleasant, which was a good result as I had no clue what to expect.
I was blessed to have my dear friend Andy Raynor, (the holiest person I’ve ever met), do the interface with the divine. She is so good at that and then there came the fabulous, unaccompanied Amazing Grace sung by my dear cousin Jamie Petrone which gave us the sweet, soulful sound we needed at just the right time. Quite a few commented how great it was. Jamie is so inspiring.
Such wonderful family and friends … made me feel at ease and loved.
And then … wouldn’t ya know it…
There was a bit of paranormal in it, too, thank God, as Aunt Clare was there (!!!) in the form of a tiny bird seated at the peak of a nearby pointed monolith watching us and at just the right time chirped at us directly and then flew off, fortunately right after I got in a rockin’ thumbs up!
I will treasure it always.
photo by jerri Wiley mods by Iggy Makarevich
A serious contender and a very fine sports and rally ride.
And some were even sold here on occasion. And the later ones were sold at the dealers here.
Never lucky enough to have one but my friend was and loved it so, yeah!
It became clear in the making of this that I need many more Escort pics than are in inventory… way too much media library scrolling going on!
“LOST MYSELF” – SAMANTHA FISH BAND @ Callahan’s, Nov 2016 (BEST QUALITY)
Published on Nov 2, 2016
SAMANTHA FISH – guitar, vocals
CHRISTOPHER ALEXANDER – bass guitar
GO-GO RAY – drums
Filmed in 1080HD quality and Callahan’s Music Hall, Nov 1, 2016
omg … no bounds for Miss Fish’s talent!
Nope, not a one.
via John Ripper
The original Highland Green Mustang driven by the legendary Steve McQueen in Bullitt, this car has been owned by the same family since 1974
There it is. The real one. A legend, driven by a legend, in a legend.
It gets no better.
Samantha Fish plays the oil can.
DIY Cigar Box Guitars
Saturday, February 3, 2018 at 12:13pm
Samantha Fish getting greasy with an oil can.
My God she is just so incredibly good…
via Frank S Petrilli!
157 years ago today, April 12th, 1861, the bombardment of Fort Sumter commenced.
The War Between the States had officially begun.
I see myself as these bunnies because this week and vicinity have seen me behaving horribly. And that just rips more off my brain like one of those rakes they pull pork with.
Sleep? Not so much. I have remembered to eat a little, though, so there is that. But God I want to slap myself. Hard. I used to. In front of my poor mom… made her cry. Feel as bad now.