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There's an energy there that makes me thrive. I've done New Year's Eve there too. 2004/5.New York and similar warrens make me claustrophobic. I took my daughter to Times Square for New Years in 1993...what a zoo! We were only a few blocks away from where they drop the ball, the family next to us (Granma, Granpa, Mom, Dad, and Granddaughter) were also visiting their first New Year's Eve celebration there. They were from Queens. Some people don't get around much, some of us do. I'm in Alaska because I choose to be here.I go for the fine art calendar. Van Gogh, Michelangelo, Gaugan. I like photography too, but not the Ansel Adams stuff.I always like getting a Boris Vallejo fantasy calendar.I learned years ago that buying a calendar early inNovember for the upcoming year is important. If you procrastinate you might be stuck like I was years back with a choice between kittens or professional wrestlers to look at hanging on the kitchen wall.Am I the only one that sees the utilization of this beautiful work of art compared to todays horrible Calendars? You have to be within 18 inches of calendars to read the light ink and small daily boxes...
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Try reading a calendar like this from across the room...
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Is this just me getting old and persnickety?
Back in my grade school days our classroom calendar was provided by a local insurance agent. He bought them for every classroom in the city. They were big enough to read, even from the back row of desks. Holidays were highlighted in red and there was plenty of space for Mrs. Taft to scratch in occasions for specific dates.
But I never bought a policy from that insurance agent.
Maybe it's because I have never been to the west. I had a project in Portland, Oregon once. But it was just a week and all I saw was the hotel room and the chip yard where tons of oil chips were being measured by me and the crew for which I administered respirator fit testing and operation.
So, no wide open spaces, no glorious mountain vistas.
This year's calendar is photos of New York City since the turn of the twentieth century.
I wondered when in this new millennium we would have to make that twentieth century turn specific. I wondered how long it would take popular culture to say 'Twenty Secenteen" instead of "Two Thousand Seventeen".
I'd welcome you to visit my wide open spaces.
I stopped eating grits when I couldn't have them with bacon, butter and cheese.........I splurged on a cluster of Dungeness crab, steamed and dipped in garlic butter. Tonight's dinner will be miso soup with mushrooms, serrano peppers and green onions. Tomorrow's breakfast: grits with scrambled eggs.
There's an energy there that makes me thrive. I've done New Year's Eve there too. 2004/5.New York and similar warrens make me claustrophobic. I took my daughter to Times Square for New Years in 1993...what a zoo! We were only a few blocks away from where they drop the ball, the family next to us (Granma, Granpa, Mom, Dad, and Granddaughter) were also visiting their first New Year's Eve celebration there. They were from Queens. Some people don't get around much, some of us do. I'm in Alaska because I choose to be here.I go for the fine art calendar. Van Gogh, Michelangelo, Gaugan. I like photography too, but not the Ansel Adams stuff.I always like getting a Boris Vallejo fantasy calendar.I learned years ago that buying a calendar early inNovember for the upcoming year is important. If you procrastinate you might be stuck like I was years back with a choice between kittens or professional wrestlers to look at hanging on the kitchen wall.Am I the only one that sees the utilization of this beautiful work of art compared to todays horrible Calendars? You have to be within 18 inches of calendars to read the light ink and small daily boxes...
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Try reading a calendar like this from across the room...
View attachment 121685
Is this just me getting old and persnickety?
Back in my grade school days our classroom calendar was provided by a local insurance agent. He bought them for every classroom in the city. They were big enough to read, even from the back row of desks. Holidays were highlighted in red and there was plenty of space for Mrs. Taft to scratch in occasions for specific dates.
But I never bought a policy from that insurance agent.
Maybe it's because I have never been to the west. I had a project in Portland, Oregon once. But it was just a week and all I saw was the hotel room and the chip yard where tons of oil chips were being measured by me and the crew for which I administered respirator fit testing and operation.
So, no wide open spaces, no glorious mountain vistas.
This year's calendar is photos of New York City since the turn of the twentieth century.
I wondered when in this new millennium we would have to make that twentieth century turn specific. I wondered how long it would take popular culture to say 'Twenty Secenteen" instead of "Two Thousand Seventeen".
I'd welcome you to visit my wide open spaces.
But that wasn't my first visit. I can see how mid-town on that particular night can make for claustrophobia. I was up on Seventh Avenue and 58th Street. Every ten minutes or so, the cops would open the south side barriers and let us move south one block, getting closer to Times Square.
Note that I said 'move' because I was packed into that crowd so tightly a sardines had nothing on me. I'm sure that, someplace in the middle of the intersection, my feet actually swiped across the asphalt.
I spent months in New York on States Island at our Navy base there. Directly below the Staen Island anchorage for the Verrazano Narrows BBridge. Then it was out just beyond JFK airport to Valley Stream, NY and our Navy housing units there. So south Brooklyn became very familiar, very quickly. Weekends were spent in Manhattan.
I have the same relationship with Philadelphia, Boston, and Washington, D.C. I've been lucky to have got around the way I did.
I luvs me some good grits.I stopped eating grits when I couldn't have them with bacon, butter and cheese.........I splurged on a cluster of Dungeness crab, steamed and dipped in garlic butter. Tonight's dinner will be miso soup with mushrooms, serrano peppers and green onions. Tomorrow's breakfast: grits with scrambled eggs.
Tonight's' desert/snack is going to be an apple, tomorrow morning probably oatmeal and a chicken caesar salad for dinner though I'll make scrambled eggs with chicken and feta cheese for the wife for breakfast.
However a trip up to Las Cruses might be in order to go to Dion's for a salad....... nah, I'll wait for a pizza craving to strike........![]()
When I lived in Alexandria, VA, I'd travel to DC on weekends bicycle in tow, and traverse the Mall to visit the sundry museums. There are lots of interesting attractions there. My job took me to many places closed to all but the most dedicated researchers, including the library of Congress.
I could do the National Mall with my eyes closed due to being a tour guide for all friends and family that visited not to mention many other sites in DC and Balmer.......... Baltimore to the non locals.When I lived in Alexandria, VA, I'd travel to DC on weekends bicycle in tow, and traverse the Mall to visit the sundry museums. There are lots of interesting attractions there. My job took me to many places closed to all but the most dedicated researchers, including the library of Congress.
Our daughter lived in Alexandria when she was working in DC. We were right across the street from the Pentagon Mall and the Capital building was clearly visible from her balcony. The Pentagon was clearly visible from her down the hall friends' balcony. We were thrilled to be there in the nation's capital. And we were thrilled to get out of there by the time our vacation was over.
Hopefully when you're done, you'll come attend to mine. There is stuff in there that was already gone when I broke mt knee.I have to clean out my fridge today. Something stinks in there. I'm scared.![]()
Hi Ernie!Hopefully when you're done, you'll come attend to mine. There is stuff in there that was already gone when I broke mt knee.I have to clean out my fridge today. Something stinks in there. I'm scared.![]()
Making paprika chicken breasts with home fries and broccoli.![]()
I could do the National Mall with my eyes closed due to being a tour guide for all friends and family that visited not to mention many other sites in DC and Balmer.......... Baltimore to the non locals.When I lived in Alexandria, VA, I'd travel to DC on weekends bicycle in tow, and traverse the Mall to visit the sundry museums. There are lots of interesting attractions there. My job took me to many places closed to all but the most dedicated researchers, including the library of Congress.
Our daughter lived in Alexandria when she was working in DC. We were right across the street from the Pentagon Mall and the Capital building was clearly visible from her balcony. The Pentagon was clearly visible from her down the hall friends' balcony. We were thrilled to be there in the nation's capital. And we were thrilled to get out of there by the time our vacation was over.![]()
That's why ya keep an open box of baking soda in the fridge so you don't smell it and in time it will become mummified...... then you can donate it to science.......It was a rotisserie chicken that I had wrapped up and shoved in the back of the fridge and forgot about. God, that smelled SO bad.