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Back to: Poor Clio; or, back to: Past history
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| What made this woman turn into soap? |
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9.30.2001/08:01 |
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You can build this! And then, you can join up with these guys. |
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9.30.2001/07:56 |
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The drought in the west. |
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9.29.2001/08:36 |
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Cool weather vanes. |
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9.29.2001/08:33 |
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This shows where the high spots are. Check out California's Central Valley. |
| 9.26.2001/06:49 |
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| America's New Drug War. |
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9.25.2001/08:50 |
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Amongst the many expressions of patriotism... |
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9.25.2001/08:44 |
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If we can get through whatever carnage is to ensue without interning Arab Americans or American Muslims, then perhaps we can after all think that civilization has progressed in half a century rather than regressed. |
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9.25.2001/08:42 |
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Colossal creations. |
| 9.24.2001/08:25 |
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| Cast and crew save the show. |
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9.17.2001/13:00 |
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Susan was last week in a remote locale at a wilderness school in New Jersey (yes, there is wilderness in New Jersey). Uncertain, between
scratchy occasional cell phone calls from her, as to how we would get her back, I began
making plans to drive up and get her, when we learned that a very dear friend in New York City
had died the morning after the attacks (unrelated to the terrorism).
We made a rendez-vous at my sister's house here in McLean, VA, where I am now,
and then took the train up to New York City to join the family, figuring the train
might be the most dependable way to get in. We came back last night.
Tomorrow morning, we'll drive up to the city to be in town for a few more days, including
for a memorial service for our friend.
I will reserve my impressions of being in the city in the wake of the tragedy; you
can get plenty of that elsewhere. It has been a very sad time for us, on both the
national and very personal level.
Also, I will not resume Poor Clio postings for a few more days, at least until we
drive back home, which won't be until the weekend. Check back in after that.
Thanks. |
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9.11.2001/07:18 |
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I love these luminescent fish. |
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9.11.2001/07:16 |
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The Visible Barbie Project. |
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| 9.11.2001/07:13 |
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| From my sister Laura comes the Bush countdown clock. |
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9.10.2001/07:29 |
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The story of a man who turned over his boat. |
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9.10.2001/07:24 |
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The story of a man who drove off the road. |
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9.10.2001/07:19 |
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The story of a man who fell into a hole. |
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9.8.2001/11:01 |
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Piranhas in the news. |
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9.8.2001/10:57 |
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Crime of the week. |
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9.8.2001/10:50 |
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I've often wondered if the popularity of cell phones might threaten pay phones' very existence. |
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| 9.7.2001/08:57 |
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| Mosquitoes prefer blondes. |
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9.7.2001/08:33 |
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The Guernsey Sundial Trail. |
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9.6.2001/07:41 |
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Interesting plan to make Columbus Day be about discovery. |
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9.5.2001/08:36 |
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Sites That Are What Their URLs Say They Are Dept.:
www.everythingdiscgolf.com. |
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9.5.2001/08:24 |
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The hunt for the elusive dormouse. |
| 9.4.2001/06:49 |
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| A wag of the tail to my sister Laura, who tipped me
off to this group of winners. |
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9.3.2001/20:38 |
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I have only just realized that I am not Y2K compliant. I have already started thinking in two digits. We're in oh-one, planning for oh-two, and looking ahead to oh-three Oh my. |
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9.1.2001/08:38 |
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Hard-working Americans have long hours. |
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8.31.2001/10:29 |
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I wish I had known about this very excellent California driving site last week, when I was actually in California! |
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8.30.2001/09:32 |
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Chunnel sneaks in the news... at least it wasn't rabies coming into the U.K. |
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8.30.2001/09:17 |
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The rather verbal, and quite articulate,
Non-Verbal Dictionary. |
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8.29.2001/09:43 |
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Be careful out there: monster tsumani threat. |
| 8.28.2001/07:14 |
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| Affordable housing for transients. |
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8.28.2001/06:48 |
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Enjoy your tax refund/relief/rebate (or, for the
wealthier voters who benefit most from the program, your "payoff") now, since the future looks mighty dim. |
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8.27.2001/14:59 |
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We're back. Here's Susan with her collected rocks, which
await being sorted according to her whim and pleasure. And, from the home download of the digital camera's take,
one last photo, this one of the southern end of Goose Lake in northeastern California. (If you're interested, click here for the big bitmap I made of this for use as wallpaper, but be warned it's about 7.5MB.) |
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| 8.27.2001/08:44 |
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| Durham Cathedral is a great choice. |
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8.24.2001/23:45 |
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Yesterday, Susan and I visited Susanville, CA. I had wanted to go there with Susan ever since I had
noticed there was a town named Susanville, and it turns out to be a most delightful
place, with a still-lively downtown and a brisk sort of high-desert beauty.
I have assembled a small picture-page from our visit, which you may view by clicking
here. |
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8.23.2001/8:08 |
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Getting high
over the thrill of victory. |
| 8.23.2001/08:03 |
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Sites That Are What Their URLs Say They Are Dept.:
www.free-fiction.com. |
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8.22.2001/20:24 |
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Today, Susan and I went to the most remote place I have ever been on the ground.
Nevada/Oregon Highway 140 runs through the northwest corner of Nevada's high desert
country into southeastern Oregon. It can be almost 100 miles between service stations.
Off of this highway is a gravel road that eventually trails over to the remotest corner of northeastern
California. That road is where we went today. It is the kind of road
you can just park on.
We went there looking for obsidian, and found more of the black volcanic rock
that we ever could have believed. |
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| 8.22.2001/07:11 |
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| Night light. |
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8.22.2001/07:09 |
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Back to school. |
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8.20.2001/20:02 |
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One of the purposes of this trip
is to find rocks for Susan to put into her rock tumbler and make... slightly prettier rocks. Prospecting
for such material took us today on a big looping route south and southeast of Gunnison, CO. We loved
the sunflowers that grow like crazy along the valley highways. At one stop, picking up obsidian,
we spotted a furry friend, which just may be a marmot, but don't hold me to it since we aren't carrying a field guide
to mammals on this trip. The last few hours of the day were spent in frightening thunderstorms, which weather did,
however, make for some beautiful skies during clearing moments.
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8.19.2001/20:10 |
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Today, Susan and I took the trail to the top of St. Charles Peak, about 30 miles
southwest of Pueblo, CO. Five miles and 2800 feet of elevation change to the summit,
and then five miles back to the car. Well worth it for the extraordinary vistas, especially
from the summit.
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8.18.2001/18:01 |
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I keep a set of links on my desktop that includes the GiraffeCam from the Cheynne Mountain Zoo
in Colorado Springs. I look at it almost every day, some days more than once.
Today, I visited the site and took this photo from right in back of the Cam (the cam itself
is the box on the left in the foreground). This is a wonderful place to visit, with the animal
displays scattered up the mountainside. As for the giraffes, anyone who wishes
may buy "Giraffe Crackers" (seems like mostly baked rye dough) and feed them
to the giraffes. You get to see a lot of giraffe tongue, and Susan and I both left
the place with traces of giraffe saliva on our hands. Too bad you can't get
that part of the experience over the Internet... yet. |
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8.17.2001/20:41 |
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Highlight of our day's
journey of a substantial portion of US 83, fondly known to many as the "Road to Nowhere,"
was a visit to Liberal, KS, where we celebrated our tendency to be labeled as such. |
