Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
Damian's reluctant mother...
http://www.thesun.co.uk/article/0,,2-2006240778,00.html
Hmmm, this poor woman has forgotten the plotline. Actually, HER baby will not be the Anti-Christ. That child will be born of a union between Satan and a jackyl. Her baby will be brutally murdered in the delivery room and then little Damian will be secretly subsituted for it. Of course, she'll also have to be married to a fabulously wealthy gentleman with a strong resemblance to Gregory Peck and who is being groomed to become the American ambassador to the Court of St. James and not simply shacked up with a roadworker named Lee in Berks. Let's get with the program people! We're WAY off script here!
Hmmm, this poor woman has forgotten the plotline. Actually, HER baby will not be the Anti-Christ. That child will be born of a union between Satan and a jackyl. Her baby will be brutally murdered in the delivery room and then little Damian will be secretly subsituted for it. Of course, she'll also have to be married to a fabulously wealthy gentleman with a strong resemblance to Gregory Peck and who is being groomed to become the American ambassador to the Court of St. James and not simply shacked up with a roadworker named Lee in Berks. Let's get with the program people! We're WAY off script here!
Happy Birthday Mel Blanc!
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mel_Blanc
http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000305/
http://www.toonopedia.com/blanc.htm
THE voice of American cartoons.
http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000305/
http://www.toonopedia.com/blanc.htm
THE voice of American cartoons.
Monday, May 29, 2006
Pet Clark sings Downtown!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8GVE7lRZuFM
As you should know, I love Petula! And I still hear this song in the back of my mind whenever I get to G'Town...
As you should know, I love Petula! And I still hear this song in the back of my mind whenever I get to G'Town...
Japanese War Tubas!
http://www.badscience.net/?p=242
At first, I would ahve sworn this was a faked photo. But it appears to be real!
http://www.dself.dsl.pipex.com/MUSEUM/COMMS/ear/ear.htm
At first, I would ahve sworn this was a faked photo. But it appears to be real!
http://www.dself.dsl.pipex.com/MUSEUM/COMMS/ear/ear.htm
brain waves control robot!
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20060525/ap_on_hi_te/honda_robot
The military is going to be VERY interested in this...
The military is going to be VERY interested in this...
Sunday, May 28, 2006
Memorial Day
I hope everyone has a peaceful day. Right now, we in DC are enduring "Rolling Thunder", a gridlock inducing event which has never impressed me. A more interesting activity, (in my opinion), is to walk around Arlington amidst the flags and headstones. It leaves one quiet, in awe, and touched in a way I really cannot describe.
Happy Birthday Dashiell Hammett!
One of my faves! The Maltese Falcon, The Thin Man! What a storyteller!
http://www.mysterynet.com/hammett/
http://www.mysterynet.com/hammett/
Friday, May 26, 2006
Horror Birthday Extravaganza!
Tomorrow, we honor two of the great Masters Of Horror - Vincent Price and Christopher Lee!!!
http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001637/
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vincent_Price
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christopher_Lee
http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000489/
http://www.christopherleeweb.com/
http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001637/
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vincent_Price
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christopher_Lee
http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000489/
http://www.christopherleeweb.com/
Happy Birthday Stevie Nicks!
http://www.nicksfix.com/
I still think that "Landslide" is one of the greatest ballads ever written. And her performance of Rhiannon at the Cap Center in '77 was one of the best I've ever seen.
I still think that "Landslide" is one of the greatest ballads ever written. And her performance of Rhiannon at the Cap Center in '77 was one of the best I've ever seen.
Thursday, May 25, 2006
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Monday, May 22, 2006
more video of the Clash!
Singing I'm So Bored With The USA & London Calling!
http://bedazzled.blogs.com/bedazzled/2006/05/the_clash_on_ro.html
http://bedazzled.blogs.com/bedazzled/2006/05/the_clash_on_ro.html
Sunday, May 21, 2006
Saturday, May 20, 2006
RIP Freddie...
http://www.classicbands.com/dreamers.html
He's a happy feat
cause he's to the beat
of the Freddie Freddie
But a guy in front making a lining bop
can you ready? ready
Kick your feet up , swing your arms up too
move your head both ways, like you see me do
then just repeat through the swinging beat
Do the Freddie , Freddie Do the Freddie, Freddie
It's easy to ask give your self a chance
Do the Freddie
Its a thing to do, kids will laugh at you
So do the freddie Kick your feet up , swing your arms up too
move your head both ways, like you see me do
then just repeat through the swinging beat
Do the Freddie , Freddie
Do the Freddie, Freddie
Kick your feet up , swing your arms up too
move your head both ways, like you see me do
then just repeat through the swinging beat
Do the Freddie , Freddie
Do the Freddie, Freddie
(Thanks for the heads up on this, Nathan!)
He's a happy feat
cause he's to the beat
of the Freddie Freddie
But a guy in front making a lining bop
can you ready? ready
Kick your feet up , swing your arms up too
move your head both ways, like you see me do
then just repeat through the swinging beat
Do the Freddie , Freddie Do the Freddie, Freddie
It's easy to ask give your self a chance
Do the Freddie
Its a thing to do, kids will laugh at you
So do the freddie Kick your feet up , swing your arms up too
move your head both ways, like you see me do
then just repeat through the swinging beat
Do the Freddie , Freddie
Do the Freddie, Freddie
Kick your feet up , swing your arms up too
move your head both ways, like you see me do
then just repeat through the swinging beat
Do the Freddie , Freddie
Do the Freddie, Freddie
(Thanks for the heads up on this, Nathan!)
The Last (?) Little Tavern For Sale?
http://www.loopnet.com/xNet/MainSite/Listing/Profile/ProfileSE.aspx?LID=14517777&linkcode=1070&sourcecode=1lww2t006a00001
I miss the one that was in North Old Town...
I miss the one that was in North Old Town...
Coronet Blue Mystery Solved!!!
http://wesclark.com/ubn/coronet_blue.html
One of the great lost TV shows of my youth. Definitely in the same ecological niche as The Prisoner.
One of the great lost TV shows of my youth. Definitely in the same ecological niche as The Prisoner.
from the Coming Attractions website:
SHADOWS BEND: A NOVEL OF THE FANTASTIC AND UNSPEAKABLE - Coming August 29th!by David Barbour & Richard Raleigh This unique and original debut novel casts two real-life legends of fantasy fiction — Robert E. Howard, the creator of Conan, and H.P. Lovecraft, the inventor of the Necronomicon — in a nightmare of their own making! This tale begins on a dark and stormy night... a night tortured by the cries of an inhuman infant child. A child who would open the gates to the most dangerous force in the cosmos — the ancient god Cthulhu! And only two men — two eccentric writers — can stop him! Mass Market PaperbackACE Books, Soft Cover, 368 pages, B&W, $7.99
A Gamer Survey
http://research.comm.ohio-state.edu/projects/bguillory/gamer/gamersurvey.htm
I took it and it seemed harmless enough. I hope they publish the results.
I took it and it seemed harmless enough. I hope they publish the results.
Happy Birthday to Mad Dogs, Englishmen, and Joe Cocker!!!
http://www.cocker.com/
In ninth grade, I'd only heard OF Joe Cocker, never actually heard any songs by him. Then, my geography teacher, Ed Raskind, brought in Joe's second album and played it one day for the class, (anyone who knows Ed and my high school knows this was not an unusual occurence). The first cut he played was "She Came In Through The Bathroom Window" and I was totally hooked! What a voice! The spiritual son of Ray Charles. Essential.
In ninth grade, I'd only heard OF Joe Cocker, never actually heard any songs by him. Then, my geography teacher, Ed Raskind, brought in Joe's second album and played it one day for the class, (anyone who knows Ed and my high school knows this was not an unusual occurence). The first cut he played was "She Came In Through The Bathroom Window" and I was totally hooked! What a voice! The spiritual son of Ray Charles. Essential.
Friday, May 19, 2006
Thursday, May 18, 2006
FESTIVAL!!!!
http://www.miketheheadlesschicken.org/festival.asp
Don't forget - tomorrow is the start of the Mike The Headless Chicken Festival in lovely Fruita Colorado!
Don't forget - tomorrow is the start of the Mike The Headless Chicken Festival in lovely Fruita Colorado!
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Yeah, Baby, YEAH!
http://modcentric.blogspot.com/
An amazing blog devoted to obscure mod bands and tunes from all over the world! Susan - they've got Billy J. Kramer! Pete - check out Katherine & the Firebyrds with their Singapore Mod/GirlGroup sound. Shagadelic!
An amazing blog devoted to obscure mod bands and tunes from all over the world! Susan - they've got Billy J. Kramer! Pete - check out Katherine & the Firebyrds with their Singapore Mod/GirlGroup sound. Shagadelic!
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
Monday, May 15, 2006
Sunday, May 14, 2006
Saturday, May 13, 2006
Some of the greatest/worst music of all time!
http://www.fadetoblack.com/hallofshame/
A wonderful collection! (Thanks for the link, Kevin!)
I also heartily recommend the companion site: http://www.fadetoblack.com/outtakes/ , which features the world-famous tapes of Linda McCartney's backup vocals - ESSENTIAL...
A wonderful collection! (Thanks for the link, Kevin!)
I also heartily recommend the companion site: http://www.fadetoblack.com/outtakes/ , which features the world-famous tapes of Linda McCartney's backup vocals - ESSENTIAL...
New CAS Reprint!
http://unp.unl.edu/bookinfo/5114.html
I believe this is a reprint of the old Arkham collection. Good stuff!
I believe this is a reprint of the old Arkham collection. Good stuff!
brain controlled music
http://scotlandtoday.scottishtv.co.uk/content/default.asp?page=s1_2_2&newsid=11493&newsType=
Fascinating. It'll be interesting to see where this goes in the next twenty five years.
Fascinating. It'll be interesting to see where this goes in the next twenty five years.
Happy Jamestown Day!
http://www.nps.gov/colo/specevent/JTfounding/2006jtday.html
(I wonder how Native Americans feel about this day...)
(I wonder how Native Americans feel about this day...)
Friday, May 12, 2006
how to stop a hurricane
http://www.miami.com/mld/miamiherald/14560113.htm
I love the idea of building a really really big fan!
I love the idea of building a really really big fan!
Singal 30 for sale
http://www.earthstation1.com/Merchant/merchant.mv?Screen=PROD&Store_Code=E&Product_Code=DSAAFDVVC&Category_Code=DEF
Yes, now we can relive those pleasant memories of yesteryear...
Yes, now we can relive those pleasant memories of yesteryear...
Alexandria makes parks safe for weens
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2006/05/10/AR2006051000622.html
Will the jack booted thugs of the Alexandria Park Service prevail, grinding children and their toys underfoot, just like they do with their parents' rights????? And for what reason, just to protect the weak and the stupid from getting hurt?!? That's what playgrounds are for, to weed out the kid who can't figure out that sticking a piece of broken plastic in his eye is probably a bad idea. Hell, we need MORE junk in the Pit! Why, in the old days, you'd be lucky if you got any toys or equipment at all. As long as there was gravel and dirt clods, we knew we'd be entertained. The few contraptions available were made from rust and tetanus enshrouded iron, or wooden boards so splintered they resembled porcupines in heat. Surviving kids would come in from recess or a morning in the park looking like they'd returned from the Battle of Stalingrad. Alexandria could practically station an ambulance permanently at our local park, (Monticello), to haul away the casualties from a normal Saturday morning. And when it snowed, Oh when it snowed! Everly Wheatley could always be seen revving up the hearses in anticipation for the day's slaughter. On days like that a car traveling down Old Dominion Blvd would have to stop at least three times to clean kids and their sleds off the grill. They didn't need to put chains on their tires, a more gruesome traction was available.
But now, we are faced with that most demonic challenge of all, the nanny state, where everyone is to be placed in their own bubble of invulnerability. Where any and everything one comes in contact with will be soft, contain no edges, be too big to swallow or pound into any other orifice, dull, non-toxic, wholesome and blessed by a priest. Pathetic.
This just in, it's worse than I thought: http://www.katu.com/team2/story.asp?ID=85715
(Thanks for the link, Mike!)
Will the jack booted thugs of the Alexandria Park Service prevail, grinding children and their toys underfoot, just like they do with their parents' rights????? And for what reason, just to protect the weak and the stupid from getting hurt?!? That's what playgrounds are for, to weed out the kid who can't figure out that sticking a piece of broken plastic in his eye is probably a bad idea. Hell, we need MORE junk in the Pit! Why, in the old days, you'd be lucky if you got any toys or equipment at all. As long as there was gravel and dirt clods, we knew we'd be entertained. The few contraptions available were made from rust and tetanus enshrouded iron, or wooden boards so splintered they resembled porcupines in heat. Surviving kids would come in from recess or a morning in the park looking like they'd returned from the Battle of Stalingrad. Alexandria could practically station an ambulance permanently at our local park, (Monticello), to haul away the casualties from a normal Saturday morning. And when it snowed, Oh when it snowed! Everly Wheatley could always be seen revving up the hearses in anticipation for the day's slaughter. On days like that a car traveling down Old Dominion Blvd would have to stop at least three times to clean kids and their sleds off the grill. They didn't need to put chains on their tires, a more gruesome traction was available.
But now, we are faced with that most demonic challenge of all, the nanny state, where everyone is to be placed in their own bubble of invulnerability. Where any and everything one comes in contact with will be soft, contain no edges, be too big to swallow or pound into any other orifice, dull, non-toxic, wholesome and blessed by a priest. Pathetic.
This just in, it's worse than I thought: http://www.katu.com/team2/story.asp?ID=85715
(Thanks for the link, Mike!)
Thursday, May 11, 2006
Happy Birthday Sgy. Bilko!
http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0799014/
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phil_Silvers
Brilliant! One of my fave comedic actors. His performance in A Funny Thing Happened On The Way To The Forum is fantastic.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phil_Silvers
Brilliant! One of my fave comedic actors. His performance in A Funny Thing Happened On The Way To The Forum is fantastic.
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
the science of jello shots on fire
http://www.myscienceproject.org/j-shot-2.html
I post this merely for educational purposes. I do not believe one should ever play with one's food...
I post this merely for educational purposes. I do not believe one should ever play with one's food...
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
update on the Toynbee street graffitti phenomena
http://www.space.com/entertainment/ap_060507_toynbee_jupiter.html
This has been going on, and been written about, for years...
This has been going on, and been written about, for years...
A Remake Of The Prisoner?!?
http://www.thestage.co.uk/news/newsstory.php/12499/eccleston-in-talks-to-lead-sky-one-prisoner
Sacrilege! Actually, there have been rumors and announcements about Prisoner remakes for at least ten years. This is another case of "I'll believe it when I see it."
But if it is done, I'm sure they'll manage to mess it up, (unless McGoohan is in charge).
Sacrilege! Actually, there have been rumors and announcements about Prisoner remakes for at least ten years. This is another case of "I'll believe it when I see it."
But if it is done, I'm sure they'll manage to mess it up, (unless McGoohan is in charge).
my cousin's hot rod on Ebay!
My cousin Rob out in Colorado is a serious car person and his auto is being used to advertise a videotape of American hot rods on Ebay. Just type in 9131861262 to their search engine to see a very cool car, (I prefer riding in the rumble seat, myself).
Monday, May 08, 2006
film of the Troggs performing I Can't Control Myself!
http://bedazzled.blogs.com/bedazzled/2006/05/the_troggs_i_ca.html
A poor lip-synch, but cool nevertheless...
A poor lip-synch, but cool nevertheless...
A very happy, and a very sad anniversary
Today is VE Day, but also the anniversary of the crushing of the Warsaw Uprising & the death of one its inspiring leaders, Mordecai Aneilewicz.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/V-E_Day
http://www.jewishvirtuallibrary.org/jsource/biography/Anielevich.html
http://www.ushmm.org/outreach/wgupris.htm
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/V-E_Day
http://www.jewishvirtuallibrary.org/jsource/biography/Anielevich.html
http://www.ushmm.org/outreach/wgupris.htm
Sunday, May 07, 2006
Friday, May 05, 2006
Happy Birthday Bob Seger
http://www.bobseger.com/
Tomorrow is his birthday. An under-rated songwriter and performer. Along with Keith Richards, he kept the legacy of Chuck Berry alive through the early and mid 70's. He was also one of the first people to seriously try to artistically deal with becoming a middle aged rocker, (years before such folks as Springsteen, Van Morrison, Nick Lowe, Ian Hunter, etc. etc.). Live Bullet is still one of the greatest concert albums ever made, and Against The Wind is still one of my all-time fave songs.
Tomorrow is his birthday. An under-rated songwriter and performer. Along with Keith Richards, he kept the legacy of Chuck Berry alive through the early and mid 70's. He was also one of the first people to seriously try to artistically deal with becoming a middle aged rocker, (years before such folks as Springsteen, Van Morrison, Nick Lowe, Ian Hunter, etc. etc.). Live Bullet is still one of the greatest concert albums ever made, and Against The Wind is still one of my all-time fave songs.
Gathering Moss?
Tomorrow is the anniversary of when Keith Richards came up with the basic riff for (I Can't Get No) Satisfaction while in a Florida hotel room in 1965. Amazing tune. I've written before about in '65 & '66 all the kids in the neighborhood sitting in Edmund's bedroom listening to his record player spinning their album, High Tides & Green Grass. That, and the Best of the Animals, were essential listening back then.
http://www.songfacts.com/detail.php?id=449
http://www.songfacts.com/detail.php?id=449
Slickee Boys Video!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qTPpGz8SXd0&search=slickee%20boys
DC's finest. No one cares to remember it, but we were the 2nd biggest locale for punk and new wave in the early days up to about late '78, (NYC was the core). The Slickee Boys, Tru Fax & The Insaniacs, the Insect Surfers, White Boy, Tina Peel, Razz, the Urban Verbs, Tiny Desk Unit, Egoslavia, the Dark, the Nurses, etc. etc. Gone and almost forgotten, but very cool tunes and times.
DC's finest. No one cares to remember it, but we were the 2nd biggest locale for punk and new wave in the early days up to about late '78, (NYC was the core). The Slickee Boys, Tru Fax & The Insaniacs, the Insect Surfers, White Boy, Tina Peel, Razz, the Urban Verbs, Tiny Desk Unit, Egoslavia, the Dark, the Nurses, etc. etc. Gone and almost forgotten, but very cool tunes and times.
The Chocolate Watchband from Riot On Sunset Strip!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OZ9YM_fRypk&search=chocolate%20watchband
America's answer to the Rolling Stones. Another essential.
America's answer to the Rolling Stones. Another essential.
The 13th Floor Elevators performing You're Going To Miss Me!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jf3DgTD966Q&search=roky%20erickson
One of the coolest bands ever. Essential. And the electric jug is probably the #3 most important psychedelic instrument, (behind my beloved sitar and the theremin).
One of the coolest bands ever. Essential. And the electric jug is probably the #3 most important psychedelic instrument, (behind my beloved sitar and the theremin).
Thursday, May 04, 2006
Taking Over Best Buy
http://www.improveverywhere.com/mission_view.php?mission_id=57
A very funny situation. My only criticism is that they had WAY too many people involved. And they were helpful. Anyone who has ever been to a Best Buy can tell you that there are never more than three employees scheduled at a time in the stores, and they are NEVER helpful. Other than that critical difference, I think this was a great idea.
A very funny situation. My only criticism is that they had WAY too many people involved. And they were helpful. Anyone who has ever been to a Best Buy can tell you that there are never more than three employees scheduled at a time in the stores, and they are NEVER helpful. Other than that critical difference, I think this was a great idea.
An American Haunting
http://www.anamericanhaunting.com/
To paraphrase a line from the film, The Legend of Hell House, the phenomena of the Bell Witch in the 19th century is the Mt. Everest of American haunting stories. That's the basis for this horror movie. Of course, it pales when compared to the goings on at Blau Manor...
To paraphrase a line from the film, The Legend of Hell House, the phenomena of the Bell Witch in the 19th century is the Mt. Everest of American haunting stories. That's the basis for this horror movie. Of course, it pales when compared to the goings on at Blau Manor...
The Seeds on film!!!
http://bedazzled.blogs.com/bedazzled/2006/04/the_seeds_i_can.html
Performing I Can't Seem To Make You Mine. A lame lip-synch, but still cool..
Performing I Can't Seem To Make You Mine. A lame lip-synch, but still cool..
video of the Clash!
http://bedazzled.blogs.com/bedazzled/2006/05/the_clash_on_fr_1.html
Performing London Calling, Train In Vain, Guns of Brixton & Working For The Clampdown. Amazing.
Performing London Calling, Train In Vain, Guns of Brixton & Working For The Clampdown. Amazing.
nice article about lucidity after decapitation
http://www.damninteresting.com/?p=495
Clearly, this author hasn't seen the Re-Animator series of films...
Clearly, this author hasn't seen the Re-Animator series of films...
the cutting edge of legal research
http://reuters.myway.com/article/20060503/2006-05-03T131002Z_01_MAN183690_RTRIDST_0_ODD-PHILIPPINES-JUDGE-DC.html
Clearly, I'm well qualified to be a Phillipines judge...
Clearly, I'm well qualified to be a Phillipines judge...
REH news from the Coming Attractions website
Paradox Entertainment to Develop Robert E. Howard Western LOS ANGELES--(BUSINESS WIRE)--April 21, 2006--Not long after acquiring the entire Robert E. Howard library, Paradox Entertainment announced it has commenced development of a motion picture based on one of Howard's many western stories, titled "Vultures of Wahpeton." The story is an action thriller that focuses on the character Steve Corcoran, an amoral Texas gunslinger who finds himself far from home in a mining boomtown. Appointed Sheriff, his job is to rid the town of its crushing lawlessness. But Corcoran soon finds himself drawn into a conspiracy to rob the town, led by a mysterious gang known as The Vultures. The movie will be produced by Paradox's Peter Sederowsky and Fredrik Malmberg along with producer Ken Aguado via his company, Standard Film Group. Leif Rahmqvist acts as executive producer. Paradox has hired David Heller to adapt the novella into a screenplay. Says Aguado, "This is really one of the best stories I've read since `Unforgiven.' It has all the elements of the great Hollywood westerns: a strong, enigmatic lead fighting evil while battling his inner demons." Ken Aguado is the producer of movies such as "Sexual Life" (Anne Heche), "The Salton Sea" (Val Kilmer, Vincent D'Onofrio) and "Ticker" (Dennis Hopper). David Heller was represented by Caren Bohrman of The Bohrman Agency. It was on February 1, 2006, that Paradox Entertainment announced the acquisition of all rights to the stories and characters of pulp author Robert E. Howard. One of the greatest authors of his time, Howard is considered the creator of the genre "Sword & Sorcery," perhaps most known through the character Conan. His stories take us to such different surroundings as ancient Atlantis, the North African desert during WW1, hidden opium dens in dark alleys of the Big City, the Wild West and northern Britain during the invasion of the Roman Legions.
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
What I Did On My Spring Vacation
Well, we had a lot of fun. Linda and I flew into Phoenix after a relatively uneventful airline flight. I say uneventful to mean that it was not unlike any other trip captained by H.R. Giger. Whenever I’m jammed into a plane these days, I keep being reminded of the slave ship scenes from Ben Hur. I swear I can sometimes make out the sounds of a rhythm drum as we’re chained into the pit of the plane. A young infant directly across the aisle from us screamed for about half the flight. Let me tell you something about hearing aids – hearing a scream is like a spike being pounded into your brain. My head felt like they were laying the roadbed for the Penn Central Railroad. In addition, approximately twenty of the passengers were loudly coughing, sneezing and wheezing in such a way to make me think we’d accidentally boarded a modern plague ship. It’s difficult not to breathe for five hours, but I managed to do so, and didn’t catch whatever afflictions the rest were suffering from. And, of course, thinking pure thoughts was also an aid and protection ;)
After landing, we rented a car and began to move North to our first destination, the Grand Canyon. Now, on a map, this looks pretty damn easy. Just a quick jaunt over to Interstate 17 and then straight North. But Phoenix is a cruel and possessive town. Many of you might remember various entries I’ve made regarding driving in DC during snow. Well, let me tell you about trying to get out of Phoenix in Spring – you can’t. The Interstate was a solid parking lot – no movement; nada; no way. We had three maps of the town – all worthless. None of them offered enough detail or covered a big enough territory to show us an alternative route. Driving feverishly, we managed to turn around and search for ways out of town. We roared past mile after mile of the same stucco track homes and strip malls. We tried to go East and then cut North, but the only road on our map was also blocked by construction! We were trapped in some sort of ersatz adobe nightmare! And then, a break! We found a small road out and to the North. Linda was driving and broke the land speed record for Arizona, but nevertheless, we’d lost half a day trying to escape the foul web of Phoenix.
The next three nights were spent in Tuba City, on the Navajo Reservation. The motel was actually run by the tribe. Being a traditionalist, I’d brought blankets and sheets from the local TB and smallpox wards to trade for room and board. The management seemed surprisingly reluctant to accept them in trade. We finally agreed on a large cash sum in exchange for a room and my life. The Navajo are shrewd traders.
The next day was spent at the Grand Canyon, (or the Big Ditch, as I like to call it). Linda had never been there before, and I hadn’t visited since I was a kid. Magnificent. All I’ve gotta say is, if you haven’t seen it, then you haven’t seen it. I’ve never seen a photo of the Grand Canyon that captured just how impressive and beautiful it really is. It’s overwhelming. Our only slight disappointment was that we didn’t see any of the California condors that now inhabit the park.
After that, we spend a day out driving around the Navajo and Hopi reservations in search of loot at the various trading posts. Two things of note here. Ten or twenty years ago, you could go to some of the more obscure trading posts and get a deal, maybe even find a real steal. Those days are over. Even the proverbial holes in the wall now know the value to tourists and collectors of their wares. The second, and sadder, fact is that almost all of the posts now carry junk for the tourists. Crap made in the Philippines or China; stuff that isn’t even particularly based on Southwestern Indian culture or traditions. I guess it sells, and you gotta go with you market. But it really cheapens the atmosphere of what used to be some places that just glowed with authenticity. Sad.
Another weird thing was the time. Arizona is on Mountain Time, but not Daylight Savings. But the Navajo Nation is. We kept shifting back and forth over the border every hour or so, getting completely confused between our Eastern oriented biological clocks and the local times. It was like some sort of Star Trek episode where we kept arriving before we left. I finally gave up all hope of figuring out what time it was. When Linda would ask me, all I could mutter was “April”.
The next stage of our trip was to visit my cousin Lynnae and her husband Pat at his cattle ranch in the center of the state, (Thanks Cousins!!!). What a time! Here we are, 40 minutes of off-road driving to get to the house, (no car, we had to leave it behind in the neighboring village so Lynnae could pick us up in her 4-wheel drive vehicle). We’re staying with them in a stone walled house hand built by Pat’s parents, overlooking hundreds of the thousands of acres he owns. You cannot see any other structure or person for miles around. There’s no connection to the outside, you’re off the grid – electricity, water, phone, etc., are all derived from solar power, wells, etc. I’m sitting here, asking questions about ranching, to a guy who literally rides a horse out to catch and herd cattle – a real honest-to-god cowboy! How many people can say they’ve had that experience? It’s kinda difficult to put into words, but I really feel like, for a day or two, I really was touching something out of folklore. Amazing. (Another footnote – the silence. Outside of the wind, there was no noise around the ranch, (cars, etc.).
The final leg of the trip was visiting my cousin Bill, his lovely wife Cathey, and their kids, Sean, Jennifer and Rebecca. Another wonderful experience. Bill and I have corresponded for years, (and met a few times in the 70’s), but I’d never met his family. Sean is a budding film maker, and we watched a collection of his works. They focused on violence, sex, and drugs, so I felt right at home. The reunion was wonderful, as we discussed the Cthulhu Mythos, psychotronic films, politics, industrial music, and their life in the desert of Southern California. All while feasting on Cathey’s cooking! A very cool time. (I know what some of you are thinking – “Hmmm, Rob having a family reunion on Walpurgisnacht. Coincidence? I THINK NOT!!!)
Then, it was back to the dreaded Phoenix and a flight back home. Dulles airport graciously provided us with an instant reminder that we had arrived back in DC. As one starts to leave the baggage claim area, there are many signs announcing that the airport had provided for cab service by selling sole rights to a company called the Washington Flyer. The signs darkly warn against accepting rides from any other cabbies, implying that hell and damnation await those who try to buck this monopolistic set-up. Well, Linda and I walked past several taxi freebooters offering us rides, and went to the “official” Dulles/Washington Flyer door, and waited. And waited. And waited some more. Guess what: Washington Flyer’s cabbies were on strike and had a picket line out front. There were no cabs. The corporate types were out there trying to bring in new drivers, and failing miserably. Linda and I both got after them as they idiotically grinned at us and assured us that the monopoly made sense, despite the lack of drivers. After a silly wait, they finally managed to breed a new foreigner to drive us home. But it was all so typically DC: 1) You must only use Washington Flyer cabs; 2) There are no Washington Flyer cabs available; 3)That doesn’t matter. Let’s see: Mindless Bureaucracy combined with Senseless Hassle. Hey! We’re Home! (As a footnote to this, I noticed that several of the striking drivers had signs saying that “Not all Afghans belong in Guantanamo”. After escaping Phoenix and enduring a half day flight, only to get burned on a cab ride when I’m so close to home, I’m not sure I agree with that statement…).
At any rate, we’re home, we’re in one piece, and we had fun. (And a big thanks to all the cousins - it was great!).
After landing, we rented a car and began to move North to our first destination, the Grand Canyon. Now, on a map, this looks pretty damn easy. Just a quick jaunt over to Interstate 17 and then straight North. But Phoenix is a cruel and possessive town. Many of you might remember various entries I’ve made regarding driving in DC during snow. Well, let me tell you about trying to get out of Phoenix in Spring – you can’t. The Interstate was a solid parking lot – no movement; nada; no way. We had three maps of the town – all worthless. None of them offered enough detail or covered a big enough territory to show us an alternative route. Driving feverishly, we managed to turn around and search for ways out of town. We roared past mile after mile of the same stucco track homes and strip malls. We tried to go East and then cut North, but the only road on our map was also blocked by construction! We were trapped in some sort of ersatz adobe nightmare! And then, a break! We found a small road out and to the North. Linda was driving and broke the land speed record for Arizona, but nevertheless, we’d lost half a day trying to escape the foul web of Phoenix.
The next three nights were spent in Tuba City, on the Navajo Reservation. The motel was actually run by the tribe. Being a traditionalist, I’d brought blankets and sheets from the local TB and smallpox wards to trade for room and board. The management seemed surprisingly reluctant to accept them in trade. We finally agreed on a large cash sum in exchange for a room and my life. The Navajo are shrewd traders.
The next day was spent at the Grand Canyon, (or the Big Ditch, as I like to call it). Linda had never been there before, and I hadn’t visited since I was a kid. Magnificent. All I’ve gotta say is, if you haven’t seen it, then you haven’t seen it. I’ve never seen a photo of the Grand Canyon that captured just how impressive and beautiful it really is. It’s overwhelming. Our only slight disappointment was that we didn’t see any of the California condors that now inhabit the park.
After that, we spend a day out driving around the Navajo and Hopi reservations in search of loot at the various trading posts. Two things of note here. Ten or twenty years ago, you could go to some of the more obscure trading posts and get a deal, maybe even find a real steal. Those days are over. Even the proverbial holes in the wall now know the value to tourists and collectors of their wares. The second, and sadder, fact is that almost all of the posts now carry junk for the tourists. Crap made in the Philippines or China; stuff that isn’t even particularly based on Southwestern Indian culture or traditions. I guess it sells, and you gotta go with you market. But it really cheapens the atmosphere of what used to be some places that just glowed with authenticity. Sad.
Another weird thing was the time. Arizona is on Mountain Time, but not Daylight Savings. But the Navajo Nation is. We kept shifting back and forth over the border every hour or so, getting completely confused between our Eastern oriented biological clocks and the local times. It was like some sort of Star Trek episode where we kept arriving before we left. I finally gave up all hope of figuring out what time it was. When Linda would ask me, all I could mutter was “April”.
The next stage of our trip was to visit my cousin Lynnae and her husband Pat at his cattle ranch in the center of the state, (Thanks Cousins!!!). What a time! Here we are, 40 minutes of off-road driving to get to the house, (no car, we had to leave it behind in the neighboring village so Lynnae could pick us up in her 4-wheel drive vehicle). We’re staying with them in a stone walled house hand built by Pat’s parents, overlooking hundreds of the thousands of acres he owns. You cannot see any other structure or person for miles around. There’s no connection to the outside, you’re off the grid – electricity, water, phone, etc., are all derived from solar power, wells, etc. I’m sitting here, asking questions about ranching, to a guy who literally rides a horse out to catch and herd cattle – a real honest-to-god cowboy! How many people can say they’ve had that experience? It’s kinda difficult to put into words, but I really feel like, for a day or two, I really was touching something out of folklore. Amazing. (Another footnote – the silence. Outside of the wind, there was no noise around the ranch, (cars, etc.).
The final leg of the trip was visiting my cousin Bill, his lovely wife Cathey, and their kids, Sean, Jennifer and Rebecca. Another wonderful experience. Bill and I have corresponded for years, (and met a few times in the 70’s), but I’d never met his family. Sean is a budding film maker, and we watched a collection of his works. They focused on violence, sex, and drugs, so I felt right at home. The reunion was wonderful, as we discussed the Cthulhu Mythos, psychotronic films, politics, industrial music, and their life in the desert of Southern California. All while feasting on Cathey’s cooking! A very cool time. (I know what some of you are thinking – “Hmmm, Rob having a family reunion on Walpurgisnacht. Coincidence? I THINK NOT!!!)
Then, it was back to the dreaded Phoenix and a flight back home. Dulles airport graciously provided us with an instant reminder that we had arrived back in DC. As one starts to leave the baggage claim area, there are many signs announcing that the airport had provided for cab service by selling sole rights to a company called the Washington Flyer. The signs darkly warn against accepting rides from any other cabbies, implying that hell and damnation await those who try to buck this monopolistic set-up. Well, Linda and I walked past several taxi freebooters offering us rides, and went to the “official” Dulles/Washington Flyer door, and waited. And waited. And waited some more. Guess what: Washington Flyer’s cabbies were on strike and had a picket line out front. There were no cabs. The corporate types were out there trying to bring in new drivers, and failing miserably. Linda and I both got after them as they idiotically grinned at us and assured us that the monopoly made sense, despite the lack of drivers. After a silly wait, they finally managed to breed a new foreigner to drive us home. But it was all so typically DC: 1) You must only use Washington Flyer cabs; 2) There are no Washington Flyer cabs available; 3)That doesn’t matter. Let’s see: Mindless Bureaucracy combined with Senseless Hassle. Hey! We’re Home! (As a footnote to this, I noticed that several of the striking drivers had signs saying that “Not all Afghans belong in Guantanamo”. After escaping Phoenix and enduring a half day flight, only to get burned on a cab ride when I’m so close to home, I’m not sure I agree with that statement…).
At any rate, we’re home, we’re in one piece, and we had fun. (And a big thanks to all the cousins - it was great!).
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
the return of Kirk & Spock!?
http://news.com.com/Star+Trek+to+boldly+go+again/2100-1026_3-6063799.html
(Thanks for the link. Larry!)
(Thanks for the link. Larry!)