Thursday, August 31, 2006
i saw one of these cars today , these are both 79s. They are very elegant cars and surprizingly very reasonable in price for cars in mint condition with low low milage . You can pick up a really nice one for 5 to 7 grand . It's a lot like the 88 lincoln town car I have now but 2 door and with the tire hump on the trunk . I'd like to pick one of these up in the future . I've really gotten into this big car thing since I bought that lincoln town car for 200 bucks. Of course I dont ever expect to get a deal like that again but you never know . people don't want these big cars now because of the price of gas but I don't care since I don't commute anywhere to speak of and besides they get better milage then you might expect . allan
Nine years ago
It was only nine years ago that the elegant Princess Diana died in a speeding car along with her rich muslim lover driven by a drunken French man as they were chased by rabid papparazzi into a fedid Paris auto tunnel. The world was shocked . Rest In Peace Diana . You were too good for this horrid ,sick world we are forced to dwell in. With your pure spirit you are likely with God now in heaven hopefully with a man who has ears that don't protrude! (I'm sure you get my little joke Diana and are having a heavenly laugh over it) You were the best of them Diana . Allan
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Todays travels
These pictures are from an old summer "cottage" of John Rockerfeller ten minutes south of me in the town of Sayville . My guess is it's a good 50 to 100 acres of wet lands and waterfront (Great South Bay) property . Now it belongs to some government thing I suppose , state , county or whatever . Wayin the rear is a new vinyard . the rest is probably about how it was years ago when Rockerfellers would come and stay here in the summer . The small cedar shake house is way behind the main house and is lived in by someone. Maybe caretakers. I'd love to live in that house on this property. Theres very little activity going on. I'm pretty sure few people even know this beautiful place exists . You can't see it at all from the road and it's a dirt road leading into it. It would be a great place to have a picnic . The smaller clapboard house is some kind of outbuilding that may have once been used for storage of foods . It's not lived in.
Saturday, August 19, 2006
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Brat and her Brassia "rex"
This is a picture of traceebrat in 10 years (I have a special camera that looks into the future , call me Uri Geller in the future) after she has caught the orchid bug big time and had Mr Brat build her a greenhouse to house her collection . A nice example of a Brassia "rex" in full flower . Tracee has added a few pounds and her life in 2016 has been been battered by the arrests of the little brats (now teens ) for drug smuggling from canada , intent to run a male prostitution ring and sundry other offences. Thank God Ms Tracee has her orchid collection to comfort her and still thinks of the now dead shelfer Vanda52 who died trying to collect a rare species of bulbophyllum off a cliff side in the Andes Mountains of Equador. Bulbophyllum "tracee" vandiopinus was named after the valiant collector and his patron back in Ohio , Ms Brat.
Two pencil sketches
These 2 pencil sketches of me were done by a sweet lady I met in the park. One is me with me teaching the gospel to two young ladies who are reacting with awe at my gentleness in telling the story of life. The other is a sketch of me and a baby as I teach the little one how to walk . My resembalence to Christ is just a coincidence. Allan
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Monday, August 14, 2006
From Naf's blog
I liked this speech I found over at Naf's blog . There is a lot of truth in it so I thought I would reprint it here and knock the president down the line since he's getting no attention at all . He needs to start a new war ifhe wants more attention . Anyhow here it is:
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Wear Sunscreen. If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now. Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of your self and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine. Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 pm on some idle Tuesday. Do one thing every day that scares you. Sing. Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours. Floss. Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself. Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how. Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements. Stretch. Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40- year olds I know still don't. Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone. Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's. Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own. Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room. Read the directions, even if you don't follow them. Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly. Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future. Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young. Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel. Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children respected their elders. Respect your elders. Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out. Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85. Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth. But trust me on the sunscreen.
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Wear Sunscreen. If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now. Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of your self and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine. Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 pm on some idle Tuesday. Do one thing every day that scares you. Sing. Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours. Floss. Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself. Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how. Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements. Stretch. Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40- year olds I know still don't. Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone. Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's. Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own. Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room. Read the directions, even if you don't follow them. Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly. Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future. Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young. Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel. Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children respected their elders. Respect your elders. Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out. Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85. Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth. But trust me on the sunscreen.