Thinks happen: 11/1/09

Music Monday - Tiny Tim

On this day in 1996, Tiny Tim died after collapsing after ending a show early because he felt ill.

You probably shouldn't have one of these.

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Lost Gallery
The rescue mission
for battered and abused
orphan photographs.

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Labels: LP, Musical Monday, Rare Records, Tiny Tim

Sunday Funnies - A Bit of Trash

This may be the strangest thing you see all day.

Ask yourself, how many times a day to you see something and
a.) ignore its importance.
b.) miss its private beauty
c.) misinterpret its message
d.) dismiss it as irrelevant
and ultimately avoid thinking about it any more.

Or perhaps you photograph it and think about it. You think: It’s partly out of focus. Does that matter? Is anything in perfect focus?

Okay, it’s just a bit of trash. Are we all Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout?

Humans are crowding around our landfills. When the landfills are full, where will we fall? Will we cement over our cemeteries? After we level our mountains, where will the valleys be?

There is the penguin theory. Penguins crowd around a hole in the ice, hungry for the fish that must be waiting for them, but afraid of the predators that might also be waiting for them. So the penguins stand around indecisive, crowding closer, until one of them accidentally falls in. If he returns with a fish, they all jump in. If he does not return, the rest of the penguins wander away in search of another hole in the ice.

Humans crowd around our world waiting for one of us to have a new idea that will sustain us all. But when one of us discovers a way, will we return with a fish? Or will there be insurance companies, pharmacies, energy conglomerates and greedy governments to gobble us up?

But humans are smarter than penguins aren’t they? Well, aren’t they?

And in case you forgot, today in 2001, George Harrison died.

The Profile
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Lost Gallery
The rescue mission
for battered and abused
orphan photographs.

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Labels: environment, George Harrison, Sunday Funnies

Saturday's Child - Thrill of a Lifetime

The thrill of a lifetime.

One of many.

One of many.

When being like Dad was important.

The Profile
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Lost Gallery
The rescue mission
for battered and abused
orphan photographs.

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Labels: child, Found Photograph, Saturday's Child, thrill of a lifetime

Door 204 - Closed Graffiti of Another Kind.

(Comments from Flickr -)
anyjazz65 says:
Thanks. It is one of the doors to the world famous Brookville Hotel in Brookville, Kansas.

The Brookville Hotel was famous for home-style meals. It closed in this location and now operates under the same name in Abilene, Kansas. Hm.

blairdashpb says:
Did it always look this rundown? Nice graffiti - two words I never thought I’d put together.

anyjazz65 says:
The hotel in Brookville operated for 130 years (longer than Oklahoma has been a state) and finally 1999 closed and moved the operation to a similar building in Abilene, Kansas. The old building has been vacant since then.

The names written in the dust are likely by local children who probably would not dream of defacing a building in a tiny town where there are probably less than 20 buildings all together

ed ed says:
there is something emblematic and moving about those dusty names: disappearing into nothing as they do...

anyjazz65 says:
Yes. I agree ed ed.

It was the feeling I sometimes get while reading worn names on grave stones. You are standing near someone who exists then only as a name collecting dust, disconnected to everything except maybe bits of someone’s memory.

Except these names are likely alive connected in conspiracy. Epitaphs for the living. Connected in dust.