Musings

This is great!!! I can devote a whole portion of my site to rants and ramblings, to dispensing thought, to search out meaning and more, all in one spot on my site. When discussing the page with Randy Weeks of NetCrafters, I called it a "type of blog" or a "fake blog". Anyway, tha's what it amounts to, and I'll be musing/blogging (mogging? busing?) here on a regular basis.

As with anywhere else on the site, you are welcome into the conversation. Just go to the contact page and have at it.

Look forward to hearing from you.

Cars were Cars, but so much more.Cars were Cars, but so much more.

In an unabashed celebration of nostalgia, Newport Kentucky held a classic car show one Sunday in August 2010. They were all there. The Goats (GTO'S) Vettes, Chargers, Super Sports, Model A's, Trucks, even old busses. But it was more than just a celebration of rubber and steel. The cars from the fifties, sixties, and in some cases seventies served as a memory bank of a time when cars reflected the rugged individualism of the American People. READ MORE


The War on Drugs Creates Crime and CriminalsThe War on Drugs Creates Crime and Criminals

I always enjoy the feeling of not being alone in the world. I got a lot of support for this musing by "googling" Law Enforcement's Take on the War On Drugs. You can see what's there. In the meantime you cacn read more of this musing by clicking here.


Spring PrideSpring Pride
Comments about photos in the November Thirteenth Exhibit

Such a wonderful evening! Friends and supporters poured through the doors. It's great to have one of these affairs so frieinds can gather on an evening, renew acquaintences, and have a good time.

My thanks to Michael Wilger, who owns the gallery, for making space and taking time to help me show off my "wares".

 

And thanks, too, to Debbie Mann who hasd been so supportive through this process.(Read More)


July 27, 2009 Findlay Market and Baby StepsJuly 27, 2009 Findlay Market and Baby Steps

The large banner across the top of the stall read “Carlos and Rosa’s Garden”. It was a small stand. A few greens. Some squash. Maybe a few flowers. I would have moved along, passing it without a thought. But barker-like Sarah Saheb’s (sa-HEEB) voice caught my ear. Read more...


July 20, 2009 Presidential SuccessionJuly 20, 2009 Presidential Succession

Sometimes questions go off in my mind for no reason. The other day I was ruminating with myself (no, that's not dirty) about the order of succession if the President should die in office, and then the vice president, then the Speaker of the House etc. So I looked it up in WikiAnswers. Here is the answer:

Under the Presidential Succession Act of 1947, if both the President and the Vice President die, then the Speak of the House of Representatives assumes the Presidency. The line of succession continues, in case of the Speaker's death, and so on, as follows:

President pro tempore of the Senate Secretary of State Secretary of the Treasury Secretary of Defense Attorney General Secretary of the Interior Secretary of Agriculture Secretary of Commerce Secretary of Labor Secretary of Health and Human Services Secretary of Housing and Urban Development Secretary of Transportation Secretary of Energy Secretary of Education Secretary of Veterans Affairs Secretary of Homeland Security

 

It brought to mind Alexander Haig (Regan's Secretary of State) who, after Regan was shot, said ""As of now, I am in control, here, at the White House." Sorry Alexander.


July 25, 2009: Air Show, America, and AmbivalenceJuly 25, 2009: Air Show, America, and Ambivalence

Thought I would take a stab at this, conversational style. Last Sunday Linda and I went to the Dayton Air Show. I sort of dragged Linda along, reluctantly, but that reluctance disappeared with the first roud of precision flying. I took a few breaks from taking pictures and looked over at her, and saw the entranced look on her face. She was hooked immediately. As was I. The intricacies of flying, parachuting, and other "flights of fancy" involved all of the senses except taste. READ MORE

 


July 8, 2009July 8, 2009

I am sitting here, at the keyboard, and my mind’s ear is hearing Souza Marches; my mind’s eye is seeing balloons reaching for the sky and lengthy parades filled with vintage cars, all convertibles, with swimsuited ladies holding up signs saying “LIVE TODAY, LIVE TODAY” ...read more

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