Usually I think a concept like "Karma" is silly.
Other times I can see where a particular individual, via his or her bad behaviors, sort of deserves to have the fates tormenting them.
The original Karma Concept is found in various Indian religions. That is Indian as in the nation, not the Native Americans.
In the West, as in the non-Asian, European/American part of the planet, we have notions similar to Karma, expressed with sayings like "What goes Around comes Around", "One Reaps what one Sows", "Live by the Sword, Die by the Sword" and "Violence Begets Violence".
The phrase "Karma is a Bitch" is also very popular.
Generally, Western popular culture's version of Karma is more of a mystically supernatural force, rather than a perspective on cause and effect.
The Karma Concept had me thinking about Facebook.
As in, if Facebook existed in the 1930s Adolf Hitler would have likely been on Facebook, with millions of Facebook Friends, hitting the "Like" button to Hitler's demented rantings.
Adolf Hitler brought some really Bad Karma on himself. And Germany.
Hitler was deathly afraid of dying from cancer, like his mother did, hence Hitler's vegetarianism, non-smoking and attempts at a healthy lifestyle, expect for being a homicidal maniac. Hitler thought he had little time to make Germany the ruler of the world, because he thought he'd die young from cancer, hence the Blitzkreiging over-reaching that eventually led to Hitler's demise.
Hitler's Bad Karma did not have him dying from what he feared would kill him. It was not cancer that rid the world of Adolf Hitler, it was Hitler shooting himself that brought that evildoer to his just end.
Wednesday, July 10, 2013
Tuesday, July 9, 2013
Today I Found The Trinity River At Mallard Cove Park
Today I took my handlebars to Mallard Cove Park. I don't know how long Mallard Cove Park has been a park. I do know I only recently discovered this park. And I also know that it is the closest park to my abode.
As you can see, via the picture, Mallard Cove Park has paved trails, perfect for high speed biking.
Today, after a few times around the paved trails, I went off pavement in search of the Trinity River.
Going off pavement quickly turned adventurous.
Eventually I came upon an old road.
The old road led to another trail that finally brought me to the Trinity River.
This is the Trinity River in its natural state. No levees. No pond creating dams.
I could tell off road vehicles have fun in this location. At the location where I found the Trinity there is a shady grove above the river, with the river reached by going down a very steep bank. A steep bank that is deeply rutted by the off road vehicles.
I think Mallard Cove Park should expand to include the bucolic river scene you see above.
As you can see, via the picture, Mallard Cove Park has paved trails, perfect for high speed biking.
Today, after a few times around the paved trails, I went off pavement in search of the Trinity River.
Going off pavement quickly turned adventurous.
Eventually I came upon an old road.
The old road led to another trail that finally brought me to the Trinity River.
This is the Trinity River in its natural state. No levees. No pond creating dams.
I could tell off road vehicles have fun in this location. At the location where I found the Trinity there is a shady grove above the river, with the river reached by going down a very steep bank. A steep bank that is deeply rutted by the off road vehicles.
I think Mallard Cove Park should expand to include the bucolic river scene you see above.
Monday, July 8, 2013
A Picture Of My Mom At Tacoma's Wedding Of The Century
On Saturday, I was being emailed pictures from Tacoma, pre the Tacoma Wedding of the Century. I was sure I would be being emailed pictures, live, as the wedding ceremony took place.
However, that did not happen. Instead there seemed to be a blackout of Tacoma Wedding of the Century information. I got calls about the wedding, before the wedding, but none after the wedding.
This led me to wonder if the Tacoma Wedding of the Century had turned in to a Runaway Bride situation. Or some other calamity, like I wondered if the relative some of us refer to as "BS" created a troublesome scene that spun the Tacoma Wedding of the Century out of control.
Well, today, via my cousin Jeff, I saw 35 photos of the Tacoma Wedding of the Century. Including the picture above of Spencer Jack's dad walking my mom to her seat. In the foreground is my sister who lives in Arizona, CJ & JR's mom. I am not certain, but I think that may be my favorite Aunt Arlene sitting next to my sister.
Most of the people I saw in cousin Jeff's pictures I did not recognize. It has been over a decade since I have seen some of these people.
All in all, after viewing cousin Jeff's pictures of the Tacoma Wedding of the Century, I almost feel as if I was there....
However, that did not happen. Instead there seemed to be a blackout of Tacoma Wedding of the Century information. I got calls about the wedding, before the wedding, but none after the wedding.
This led me to wonder if the Tacoma Wedding of the Century had turned in to a Runaway Bride situation. Or some other calamity, like I wondered if the relative some of us refer to as "BS" created a troublesome scene that spun the Tacoma Wedding of the Century out of control.
Well, today, via my cousin Jeff, I saw 35 photos of the Tacoma Wedding of the Century. Including the picture above of Spencer Jack's dad walking my mom to her seat. In the foreground is my sister who lives in Arizona, CJ & JR's mom. I am not certain, but I think that may be my favorite Aunt Arlene sitting next to my sister.
Most of the people I saw in cousin Jeff's pictures I did not recognize. It has been over a decade since I have seen some of these people.
All in all, after viewing cousin Jeff's pictures of the Tacoma Wedding of the Century, I almost feel as if I was there....
Pedaling The Bob Findlay Linear Park Trail Looking For Rain
In the picture my handlebars are under Green Oaks Boulevard, in Arlington, sitting on the Bob Findlay Linear Park Trail, about 2 miles north of the east entry into the Village Creek Natural Historical Area.
It was quite noticeable today that Village Creek is in dire need of a water infusion.
All of North Texas is in dire need of a water infusion.
I can not remember the last time copious amounts of incoming rain caused my location to go into flash flood mode.
Previous years, in Texas, my location would frequently go into flash flood mode. Flash flooding is one of the primary means of litter removal in North Texas. With no flash flooding the litter is starting to pile up.
I was scheduled to get a new oven installed today. A newfangled push button electronic oven. But the scheduled installation has been postponed.
I think I may have over-exerted this morning whilst swimming. My arms are sore, which is making typing unpleasant. So, I am going to stop this typing activity for now and go locate some ibuprofen.
It was quite noticeable today that Village Creek is in dire need of a water infusion.
All of North Texas is in dire need of a water infusion.
I can not remember the last time copious amounts of incoming rain caused my location to go into flash flood mode.
Previous years, in Texas, my location would frequently go into flash flood mode. Flash flooding is one of the primary means of litter removal in North Texas. With no flash flooding the litter is starting to pile up.
I was scheduled to get a new oven installed today. A newfangled push button electronic oven. But the scheduled installation has been postponed.
I think I may have over-exerted this morning whilst swimming. My arms are sore, which is making typing unpleasant. So, I am going to stop this typing activity for now and go locate some ibuprofen.
Sunday, July 7, 2013
Why Do We Live Where We Tilt At Windmills When Struggling To Enlighten The Ignorant?
Someone named Anonymous made a comment this morning that is one of the best comments I've seen in months.
As in the comment from Anonymous is thought provoking, provoking me to wonder why I continue to live here where I find myself futilely tilting at windmills.
First the comment from Anonymous and then I'll see if I can muster the energy to do some windmill tilting....
Anonymous has left a new comment on your post "Spencer Jack's Favorite Girlfriend Brittney's Photos From Tacoma's Wedding Of The Century":
I'm a fan. I think the posts here and at the Star Telegraph are beacons of truth and should be read by all.
Something I think about a lot lately... Why do we live here?
You are from one of the most beautiful spots on the continent. I keep seeing these other lovely places around the globe. Places that are green... have abundant water... have progressive policies... a well informed populace...
Yet, here we are. And we struggle to inform and enlighten those who are ignorant of the tyranny of local rule.
Some here have spent a lifetime tilting at these windmills, with few, if any, victories.
Why not find peace and a bit of green and wet?
A recent opinion piece stated that FW is a place where "A river runs through..." . Well, a river gets dammed up at either end of town and sits there until a rain storm flushes it out. The author of this piece is a tool.
We have an elite ruling class who are not qualified to make policy. Yet they concoct and justify the projects that will benefit themselves and their pals, often without voter approval, or with an agenda buried deep with a bond package that masks their true intent.
Why do we live here? Why do we let these local bullies give us knots in our gut. It can't be good for us.
Somewhere it is green and wet with clean air. Even if such a place is ruled by the same sort of cabal, would that not be a better way of life?
Yes, Anonymous, I do think being green and wet with clean air would be a much better way of life.
My most recent windmill tilting has been multiple bloggings about the Olivergate Scandal, bloggings such as The TRWD Olivergate Scandal Takes Another Scandalous Turn With Denials, Lies & Cover-Ups, with the Olivergate Scandal being so outrageous, that I really can not understand why the TRWD has not fired Jim Oliver for disgracing himself and the agency he works for.
Local TV has covered the Olivergate Scandal. The Fort Worth Business Press has editorialized in an editorial titled "Outrageous. Infuriating. Unacceptable." that Jim Oliver needs to resign or be fired. While the Fort Worth Star-Telegram has not said a word about the Olivergate Scandal.
Something like the Olivergate Scandal is so confounding to me. It just seems basic common sense that the guy needs to be fired. I am so naive that I think, even though I've had the Fort Worth Way explained to me, that somehow what's right should trump the Fort Worth Way.
Like the Paradise Center Scandal. How can such a thing happen in a modern American city? Without what's right trumping what's wrong?
Then there's the Trinity River Vision Boondoggle. A couple times in the past couple months I've wondered why there is no TRV Boondoggle project timeline. The most recent blogging on that subject was The Skagit River Vision Has Me Freshly Perplexed Regarding The Trinity River Vision Boondoggle.
Why aren't the locals perplexed regarding the Trinity River Vision? The TRV Boondoggle has been boondoggling for well over a decade now. Why don't people wonder why we don't see more of the vision, what with its promise of providing supposedly much needed flood control and economic development? Done at a snail's pace.
How come the locals did not rebel at the absurdity of Fort Worth Congresswoman Kay Granger's unqualified son, J.D., being made the Executive Director of the TRV Boondoggle? Blatant nepotism of this sort is frowned upon in the democratic areas of America.
And now, after well over a decade of the TRV Boondoggle, what has J.D. Granger wrought? The world's premiere urban wakeboard lake. The world's first drive-in movie theater of the 21st Century. Weekly happy hour inner tube floats. An imaginary world class music venue called Panther Island Pavilion. A 4th of July fireworks extravaganza which lit the Trinity River levees on fire. And a restaurant.
Oh. I almost forgot something else the TRV Boondoggle has wrought, as in dozens of businesses and property owners left in stress and financial straits via the abuse of eminent domain to take property for an un-needed flood diversion channel.
Anyway, like Anonymous indicated, it does seem a bit futile to repeatedly raise issues, as if raising these issues makes any difference.
So, why do we live here?
Of course, I can only speak for myself as to why I am still here.
Before I moved to the Dallas/Fort Worth Metroplex I'd never witnessed eminent domain abuse. I'd never witnessed nepotism in action. I'd never seen public works projects brought about without a public vote. I'd never observed a corrupt school district. I've never been personally involved in anything as shockingly wrong as the Paradise Center Scandal. I'd never experienced a town taken over by corporate interests, as what happened in Fort Worth when the gas companies wanted to drill. I'd never lived in a town without a real newspaper, had never experienced how corrupting it is when a town's newspaper acts as a propaganda mouthpiece for the town's ruling oligarchy. I'd never lived in a town where the mayor is so stupid he thought he could dye a river purple.
In other words, living in the Dallas/Fort Worth zone is much more interesting than living in progressive, liberal, extremely well educated Western Washington.
As in the comment from Anonymous is thought provoking, provoking me to wonder why I continue to live here where I find myself futilely tilting at windmills.
First the comment from Anonymous and then I'll see if I can muster the energy to do some windmill tilting....
Anonymous has left a new comment on your post "Spencer Jack's Favorite Girlfriend Brittney's Photos From Tacoma's Wedding Of The Century":
I'm a fan. I think the posts here and at the Star Telegraph are beacons of truth and should be read by all.
Something I think about a lot lately... Why do we live here?
You are from one of the most beautiful spots on the continent. I keep seeing these other lovely places around the globe. Places that are green... have abundant water... have progressive policies... a well informed populace...
Yet, here we are. And we struggle to inform and enlighten those who are ignorant of the tyranny of local rule.
Some here have spent a lifetime tilting at these windmills, with few, if any, victories.
Why not find peace and a bit of green and wet?
A recent opinion piece stated that FW is a place where "A river runs through..." . Well, a river gets dammed up at either end of town and sits there until a rain storm flushes it out. The author of this piece is a tool.
We have an elite ruling class who are not qualified to make policy. Yet they concoct and justify the projects that will benefit themselves and their pals, often without voter approval, or with an agenda buried deep with a bond package that masks their true intent.
Why do we live here? Why do we let these local bullies give us knots in our gut. It can't be good for us.
Somewhere it is green and wet with clean air. Even if such a place is ruled by the same sort of cabal, would that not be a better way of life?
_______________________________
Yes, Anonymous, I do think being green and wet with clean air would be a much better way of life.
My most recent windmill tilting has been multiple bloggings about the Olivergate Scandal, bloggings such as The TRWD Olivergate Scandal Takes Another Scandalous Turn With Denials, Lies & Cover-Ups, with the Olivergate Scandal being so outrageous, that I really can not understand why the TRWD has not fired Jim Oliver for disgracing himself and the agency he works for.
Local TV has covered the Olivergate Scandal. The Fort Worth Business Press has editorialized in an editorial titled "Outrageous. Infuriating. Unacceptable." that Jim Oliver needs to resign or be fired. While the Fort Worth Star-Telegram has not said a word about the Olivergate Scandal.
Something like the Olivergate Scandal is so confounding to me. It just seems basic common sense that the guy needs to be fired. I am so naive that I think, even though I've had the Fort Worth Way explained to me, that somehow what's right should trump the Fort Worth Way.
Like the Paradise Center Scandal. How can such a thing happen in a modern American city? Without what's right trumping what's wrong?
Then there's the Trinity River Vision Boondoggle. A couple times in the past couple months I've wondered why there is no TRV Boondoggle project timeline. The most recent blogging on that subject was The Skagit River Vision Has Me Freshly Perplexed Regarding The Trinity River Vision Boondoggle.
Why aren't the locals perplexed regarding the Trinity River Vision? The TRV Boondoggle has been boondoggling for well over a decade now. Why don't people wonder why we don't see more of the vision, what with its promise of providing supposedly much needed flood control and economic development? Done at a snail's pace.
How come the locals did not rebel at the absurdity of Fort Worth Congresswoman Kay Granger's unqualified son, J.D., being made the Executive Director of the TRV Boondoggle? Blatant nepotism of this sort is frowned upon in the democratic areas of America.
And now, after well over a decade of the TRV Boondoggle, what has J.D. Granger wrought? The world's premiere urban wakeboard lake. The world's first drive-in movie theater of the 21st Century. Weekly happy hour inner tube floats. An imaginary world class music venue called Panther Island Pavilion. A 4th of July fireworks extravaganza which lit the Trinity River levees on fire. And a restaurant.
Oh. I almost forgot something else the TRV Boondoggle has wrought, as in dozens of businesses and property owners left in stress and financial straits via the abuse of eminent domain to take property for an un-needed flood diversion channel.
Anyway, like Anonymous indicated, it does seem a bit futile to repeatedly raise issues, as if raising these issues makes any difference.
So, why do we live here?
Of course, I can only speak for myself as to why I am still here.
Before I moved to the Dallas/Fort Worth Metroplex I'd never witnessed eminent domain abuse. I'd never witnessed nepotism in action. I'd never seen public works projects brought about without a public vote. I'd never observed a corrupt school district. I've never been personally involved in anything as shockingly wrong as the Paradise Center Scandal. I'd never experienced a town taken over by corporate interests, as what happened in Fort Worth when the gas companies wanted to drill. I'd never lived in a town without a real newspaper, had never experienced how corrupting it is when a town's newspaper acts as a propaganda mouthpiece for the town's ruling oligarchy. I'd never lived in a town where the mayor is so stupid he thought he could dye a river purple.
In other words, living in the Dallas/Fort Worth zone is much more interesting than living in progressive, liberal, extremely well educated Western Washington.
A Sunny Sunday Discovery Of A Riderless Mountain Bike On The Tandy Hills
No, that is not my mountain bike you are looking at in the picture.
The bike in the picture is sitting on the "road" that heads east from the Tandy Highway, with the eastward junction with the Tandy Highway being a short distance south of Tandy Falls.
Bikes are not allowed on the Tandy Hills. I could find no bike rider to go with the bike. I did not touch the bike, but it appeared to be fully functional. No flat tires, no broken chain.
Why would someone pedal a bike to this location and abandon it?
Yet one more Tandy Hills mystery.
I had not gone hill hiking for a week or two. Or so it seems. The heat was very HOT today, giving me my desired Tandy Hills Sauna Steam Bath that always has such a salubrious effect on my sense of well being.
I was in the pool for about an hour this morning, soon after the sun arrived. I think I am getting a sufficient amount of healthy exercise.
Yesterday I checked my blood pressure for the first time in a long time. 116/68, pulse rate of 52.
Before I moved to Texas I had a high blood pressure problem.
Texas has been good to me in so many ways....
The bike in the picture is sitting on the "road" that heads east from the Tandy Highway, with the eastward junction with the Tandy Highway being a short distance south of Tandy Falls.
Bikes are not allowed on the Tandy Hills. I could find no bike rider to go with the bike. I did not touch the bike, but it appeared to be fully functional. No flat tires, no broken chain.
Why would someone pedal a bike to this location and abandon it?
Yet one more Tandy Hills mystery.
I had not gone hill hiking for a week or two. Or so it seems. The heat was very HOT today, giving me my desired Tandy Hills Sauna Steam Bath that always has such a salubrious effect on my sense of well being.
I was in the pool for about an hour this morning, soon after the sun arrived. I think I am getting a sufficient amount of healthy exercise.
Yesterday I checked my blood pressure for the first time in a long time. 116/68, pulse rate of 52.
Before I moved to Texas I had a high blood pressure problem.
Texas has been good to me in so many ways....
29th Annual Parker County Peach Festival Next Saturday July 13 In Weatherford Texas
Next Saturday, July 13, the 29th Annual Parker County Peach Festival takes place in Weatherford.
The Parker County Peach Festival is one of the biggest and best festivals I've attended anywhere.
A lot of effort goes in to this one day festival that runs from 8am til 5pm.
Children 12 and under pay no admission fee, while those older than 12 pay $5. You can save a dollar by getting your tickets in advance at the Weatherford Chamber of Commerce.
If I remember correctly the last time I attended the Parker County Peach Festival was the 2nd Saturday in July of 2004.
I read somewhere recently that this year's crop of Parker County Peaches is not a bumper crop. Bad weather woes wreaked havoc with the peaches.
This year's Parker County Peach Festival Poster promises LOTS of Peachy Treats. Previous visits those Peachy Treats have been items like Peach Julep, Peach Cobbler, Peach Ice Cream and other Peachy things I am not remembering.
I hope with this year's not too productive Parker County Peach Crop that the Parker County Peach Festival does not have to resort to using imported peaches to make those promised LOTS of Peachy Treats.
The Parker County Peach Festival is one of the biggest and best festivals I've attended anywhere.
A lot of effort goes in to this one day festival that runs from 8am til 5pm.
Children 12 and under pay no admission fee, while those older than 12 pay $5. You can save a dollar by getting your tickets in advance at the Weatherford Chamber of Commerce.
If I remember correctly the last time I attended the Parker County Peach Festival was the 2nd Saturday in July of 2004.
I read somewhere recently that this year's crop of Parker County Peaches is not a bumper crop. Bad weather woes wreaked havoc with the peaches.
This year's Parker County Peach Festival Poster promises LOTS of Peachy Treats. Previous visits those Peachy Treats have been items like Peach Julep, Peach Cobbler, Peach Ice Cream and other Peachy things I am not remembering.
I hope with this year's not too productive Parker County Peach Crop that the Parker County Peach Festival does not have to resort to using imported peaches to make those promised LOTS of Peachy Treats.
Saturday, July 6, 2013
Spencer Jack's Favorite Girlfriend Brittney's Photos From Tacoma's Wedding Of The Century
It appears I am being emailed photos from Tacoma, this Saturday night, from the location of Tacoma's Wedding of the Century, that being Point Defiance Park.
The incoming photos have come in from Spencer Jack's favorite girl friend, Brittney.
My mom called me, with about 2 hours to go before the Wedding of the Century, to ask when I might be expected to make my surprise appearance.
In the photo you are looking at Spencer Jack's Uncle, he being my favorite Nephew Joey, on the left.
In the middle you are looking at my favorite Nephew Christopher, aka, CJ.
Christopher is the eldest son of my sister who lives in Arizona. I think Christopher is Spencer Jack's cousin, but I may be wrong about that. These type things confuse me.
I must say, Christopher has lost a lot of weight since I last saw him, in March of 2012. At that point in time CJ was proudly admitting to being 280 pounds big. I remember poking his pregnant belly and diagnosing that he was sporting a big tumor.
To the right of CJ you are looking at Spencer Jack's dad, my favorite Nephew Jason.
So, where is Spencer Jack in this wedding party?
Spencer Jack is in Point Defiance Park, in Tacoma, looking at the Vashon Island Ferry.
According to my time zone calculations, the Wedding of the Century should now be history. I suspect I shall be receiving video and photo confirmation soon....
UPDATE: This morning I found two more photos in my incoming email of last night's Wedding in Tacoma. So far, no video.
There appear to be three people missing in the above photo. One being me, with another being my favorite brother-in-law and the third being my favorite nephew, Jeremy.
I don't quite know what to make of the picture below, except for the fact that that is Spencer Jack on the left and his favorite girl friend, Brittney, on the right.
The incoming photos have come in from Spencer Jack's favorite girl friend, Brittney.
My mom called me, with about 2 hours to go before the Wedding of the Century, to ask when I might be expected to make my surprise appearance.
In the photo you are looking at Spencer Jack's Uncle, he being my favorite Nephew Joey, on the left.
In the middle you are looking at my favorite Nephew Christopher, aka, CJ.
Christopher is the eldest son of my sister who lives in Arizona. I think Christopher is Spencer Jack's cousin, but I may be wrong about that. These type things confuse me.
I must say, Christopher has lost a lot of weight since I last saw him, in March of 2012. At that point in time CJ was proudly admitting to being 280 pounds big. I remember poking his pregnant belly and diagnosing that he was sporting a big tumor.
To the right of CJ you are looking at Spencer Jack's dad, my favorite Nephew Jason.
So, where is Spencer Jack in this wedding party?
Spencer Jack is in Point Defiance Park, in Tacoma, looking at the Vashon Island Ferry.
According to my time zone calculations, the Wedding of the Century should now be history. I suspect I shall be receiving video and photo confirmation soon....
UPDATE: This morning I found two more photos in my incoming email of last night's Wedding in Tacoma. So far, no video.
There appear to be three people missing in the above photo. One being me, with another being my favorite brother-in-law and the third being my favorite nephew, Jeremy.
I don't quite know what to make of the picture below, except for the fact that that is Spencer Jack on the left and his favorite girl friend, Brittney, on the right.
Mountain Biking Gateway Park While Maxine Makes Me Homesick For Goose Rock
Since today is Saturday I did what has become my Saturday habit of late, as in I took my handlebars to Gateway Park to do some mountain bike pedaling.
I had myself a fine time pedaling today, rotating my wheels for over an hour.
And then it was on to Town Talk where my treasure hunting was not too successful today.
This morning I got an email that made me a bit homesick. The email was from Maxine. Maxine lives upriver in the Skagit Valley of my old home zone. Maxine is in training for her annual hike over the Cascade Mountains to Stehekin.
Maxine's hiking training today is taking place on Goose Rock in Deception Pass State Park. The trails of Deception State Park, including Goose Rock's trails, were sort of my Tandy Hills equivalent when I lived in Washington.
It was a longer drive to get to Goose Rock than the 4 mile drive from my abode to the Tandy Hills.
If Goose Rock existed at my current location I think it would likely be called Goose Mountain. And it would be a major tourist attraction because there would be nothing like it for hundreds of miles in any direction.
In about 3 hours the Tacoma Wedding of the Century will be taking place. Two months ago if you'd asked me I would have said I would be at this event. I also got invited to a Train Wreck today in my old home town of Burlington.
This morning Betty Jo Bouvier asked me which event I was going to be attending, the Train Wreck or the Wedding. I told Betty Jo I would be attending both in spirit.
I think I made the right decision in deciding not to fly north to Washington at this point in time. I got an email this morning that reminded me of what a hotbed of crazy Tacoma is.
The temperature in Tacoma right now is 69 degrees. Transpose those two numbers and you get the temperature right now in Fort Worth, as in 96 degrees.
I believe today's Tacoma wedding is an outdoor deal at something called the Japanese Pavilion in Point Defiance Park. At 69 degrees I would have been a shivering mess.
I had myself a fine time pedaling today, rotating my wheels for over an hour.
And then it was on to Town Talk where my treasure hunting was not too successful today.
This morning I got an email that made me a bit homesick. The email was from Maxine. Maxine lives upriver in the Skagit Valley of my old home zone. Maxine is in training for her annual hike over the Cascade Mountains to Stehekin.
Maxine's hiking training today is taking place on Goose Rock in Deception Pass State Park. The trails of Deception State Park, including Goose Rock's trails, were sort of my Tandy Hills equivalent when I lived in Washington.
It was a longer drive to get to Goose Rock than the 4 mile drive from my abode to the Tandy Hills.
If Goose Rock existed at my current location I think it would likely be called Goose Mountain. And it would be a major tourist attraction because there would be nothing like it for hundreds of miles in any direction.
In about 3 hours the Tacoma Wedding of the Century will be taking place. Two months ago if you'd asked me I would have said I would be at this event. I also got invited to a Train Wreck today in my old home town of Burlington.
This morning Betty Jo Bouvier asked me which event I was going to be attending, the Train Wreck or the Wedding. I told Betty Jo I would be attending both in spirit.
I think I made the right decision in deciding not to fly north to Washington at this point in time. I got an email this morning that reminded me of what a hotbed of crazy Tacoma is.
The temperature in Tacoma right now is 69 degrees. Transpose those two numbers and you get the temperature right now in Fort Worth, as in 96 degrees.
I believe today's Tacoma wedding is an outdoor deal at something called the Japanese Pavilion in Point Defiance Park. At 69 degrees I would have been a shivering mess.
Friday, July 5, 2013
TxDOT Gives Playboy 45 Days To Remove A Marfa Bunny On A Stick
When I read this morning that the Texas Department of Transportation was giving Playboy 45 days to remove an unlicensed road side advertisement I figured it must be some sort of hideous eyesore that had generated a lot of complaints.
And then I saw a photo of the "advertisement."
The "advertisement" is the iconic Playboy bunny logo on a stick.
Playboy considers this to be a roadside art display. The name of this art display is Playboy Marfa. Which might lead one to correctly guess that Playboy Marfa is in the Marfa zone of the Big Bend Region of Texas.
This roadside art was created by New York artist, Richard Phillips, working with Playboy's creative director of special projects, Neville Wakefield.
In addition to the Playboy bunny on a stick, the art installation includes a 1972 Dodge Charger sitting on a tilted concrete platform.
TxDOT claims Playboy does not have a license for outdoor advertisement in Texas.
Playboy claims they have not violated any laws and will work with TxDOT to try and alleviate TxDOT's concerns.
What I am wondering is why is there such a shortage of common sense in Texas public agencies? And they are known by initials. TCEQ, TRWD, TxDOT, FWISD.
Does that Playboy bunny on a stick look like an advertisement to you?
If this "advertisement" is meant to generate publicity, well, Playboy has done a good job, with help from TxDOT, turning this into yet one more national story that makes Texas appear even goofier than it actually is.
And then I saw a photo of the "advertisement."
The "advertisement" is the iconic Playboy bunny logo on a stick.
Playboy considers this to be a roadside art display. The name of this art display is Playboy Marfa. Which might lead one to correctly guess that Playboy Marfa is in the Marfa zone of the Big Bend Region of Texas.
This roadside art was created by New York artist, Richard Phillips, working with Playboy's creative director of special projects, Neville Wakefield.
In addition to the Playboy bunny on a stick, the art installation includes a 1972 Dodge Charger sitting on a tilted concrete platform.
TxDOT claims Playboy does not have a license for outdoor advertisement in Texas.
Playboy claims they have not violated any laws and will work with TxDOT to try and alleviate TxDOT's concerns.
What I am wondering is why is there such a shortage of common sense in Texas public agencies? And they are known by initials. TCEQ, TRWD, TxDOT, FWISD.
Does that Playboy bunny on a stick look like an advertisement to you?
If this "advertisement" is meant to generate publicity, well, Playboy has done a good job, with help from TxDOT, turning this into yet one more national story that makes Texas appear even goofier than it actually is.
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