Just a quick note to let everyone know I’m still alive. I’ll post more on or around the first when I get out of here.
Month: September 2004
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Out and about…
Yesterday found Aryntha, Rai, and I down south of Pueblo taking pictures and enjoying the state of being known as Colorado.
Our first stop was south west of Pueblo a bit, in the mesas that front the San Isabel forest. From there we drove though the forest and though a little town called “Rye” where we encountered what is probably the last real phonebooth in Colorado.
From there we drove on to Walsenburg Colorado which is about 50 miles from New Mexico.
Well, I have to go upstairs and discuss the new game plan… The landlord just called and told Wolf and Lyon that they have 45 days to get out of the house as the landlord and his wife want the house now.
Joy.
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Weekend events…
Yesterday after work was pretty cool. I drove over to Aryntha and Rai’s place after work, and we collectively went over to this New-York pizza joint where they know the thickly ‘jersey accented proprietor. Fantastic pizza.
From there we gathered up a few cameras and decided to drive east until we reached a place where there were no people… We ended up on this desolate dirt road somewhere south of Flagler Colorado and were able to play around with some long exposures without the light pollution/traffic/hassle of humanity.
What troubled me about this is it took up a little over two hours to get to where there were no people…
It was nice to be out there though as you really got the feeling you were under a big bowl that was painted with stars, clouds, and the moon… There was nothing but fields from horizon to horizon in all directions.
It was grand.
After we hung out there and decompressed for a bit we turned around and started to make for Denver again… This is where Aryntha caught the interest of a Lincoln county sheriff and was pulled over.
What should have been a stressful situation was quickly resolved as the officer turned out to be the equivalent of Superman… He spoke with “radio voice”, was really just making sure that we knew a light was out on the car and wanted to tell us about this *huge* accident about 20 miles ahead.
All in all a pretty decent human.
So onward we went and a few minutes after the sheriff passed us we saw him again on the side of the road helping someone under the hood of their car.
We eventually came to the accident: What was left of the semi was nothing more than a charred slag heap of aluminum and steel and the few cars scattered about weren’t much better. All in all there were something like 20 emergency vehicles at the scene. We were detoured off the highway and quickly came to another semi in distress on the detour… The driver of this truck had misjudged a corner and ended up with one of the two trailers he was pulling in a ditch and mostly blocking the detour.
Fun.
After a lot of wishing we had never left the middle of nowhere we got back on the highway and made it back to their place… I made it back here at 5am and successfully ignored the clamoring till 10am.
Tonight is a gaming night though Wolf, Lyon, and Noan won’t be here for it. They’ll be off at some BDSM thing.
Oh well.
And with that I have to log off, go get some dinner, and get in character. 🙂
Later…
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The more things change…
It’s amazing to me how certain things from yesteryear are just as poignant today… Or even more so.
Take for example the piece of music I’m listening to right now; “Revolution Calling” by Queensryche…
Written by Geoff Tate and Micheal Wilton in the late 80’s… A generation ago…
For a price I’d do about anything
Except pull the trigger
For that I’d need a pretty good cause
Then I heard of Dr. X
The man with the cure
Just watch the television
Yeah, you’ll see there’s something going onGot no love for politicians
Or that crazy scene in D.C.
It’s just a power mad town
But the time is ripe for changes
There’s a growing feeling
That taking a chance on a new kind of vision is dueI used to trust the media
To tell me the truth, tell us the truth
But now I’ve seen the payoffs
Everywhere I look
Who do you trust when everyone’s a crook?Revolution calling
Revolution calling
Revolution calling you
[There’s a] Revolution calling
Revolution calling
Gotta make a change
Gotta push, gotta push it on throughI’m tired of all this bullshit
They keep selling me on T.V.
About the communist plan
And all the shady preachers
Begging for my cash
Swiss bank accounts while giving their
Secretaries the slamThey’re all in Penthouse now
Or Playboy magazine, million dollar stories to tell
I guess Warhol wasn’t wrong
Fame fifteen minutes long
Everyone’s using everybody, making the saleI used to think
That only America’s way, way was right
But now the holy dollar rules everybody’s lives
Gotta make a million doesn’t matter who diesRevolution calling
Revolution calling
Revolution calling you
[There’s a] Revolution calling
Revolution calling
Gotta make a change
Gotta push, gotta push it on throughI used to trust the media
To tell me the truth, tell us the truth
But now I’ve seen the payoffs
Everywhere I look
Who do you trust when everyone’s a crook?Revolution calling
Revolution calling
Revolution calling you
[There’s a] Revolution calling
Revolution calling
Gotta make a change
Gotta push, gotta push it on through
This could have been written last week and be just as relevant… Just replace “Communist” with “Terrorist” and it’s the same story.
Scary.
I guess the government folks have been at this for a while and just keep trying new versions of the same tactic every generation or so.
