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Presenting the new Mercedes-Benz E-Class Coupe
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At the 30th Bangkok International Motorshow.
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Shake Rattle & Roll Car Show – Margie
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Zdjęcie zrobione podczas Testosteronu – Męskiego Maratonu 2010 w katowickim Spodku.
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Zdjęcie zrobione podczas Testosteronu – Męskiego Maratonu 2010 w katowickim Spodku.
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Vending Machines on Fire
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With my friend Paul, I spend five days in Osaka, Japan. The trip provided much refreshment, and excitement, not to mention many challenges. It was my first visit to the country, and, I feel, it certainly won’t be my last, as there are still many places left to see, and so many new things to learn.
We had several destinations highlighted on our itinerary, the foremost of which was Universal Studios. We spend an entire day there, going on rides and more often than not, queuing for them. The excruciating wait times were worth it, however, for such exhilarating fun, especially on the Hollywood Roller Coaster, my personal favorite. The next morning we followed up that successful endeavor with a trip to the Himeji Castle, a place which came highly recommended by my colleague, whose succinct description of the heritage site was, "awesome." Indeed, as a history buff, I enjoyed walking the storied grounds and climbing through the maze-like interior of the keep which was designed not so much to comfortably house the royal family as to confound the invading enemy. The castle is a must-visit. Other attractions of note include the Osaka Aquarium, and the Tennoji Zoo; both teemed with animals of every shape and size. We also at length ventured into several shopping districts inside of which were myriad stores, selling all sorts of fashion and gadgetry, countless restaurants and several gambling parlors – the Japanese, it seems, love their slot machines as much as the Hong Kong Chinese love their horse racing. Lest I forget, we frequented several video arcades to play the latest and greatest games; Paul played well, while I more often than not got 0wn3d. There is a lot to do in Japan.
Japanese culture, of which I’ve heard so much, really is distinct and separate from other Asian cultures. Their patterns of action and their peculiar artifacts certainly aren’t the same as those which feature prominently in Hong Kong. For one thing, the MTR culture was more civilized and less stressful: people queued up for trains and let passengers alight first before permitting themselves to board; cellphones never rang and cabin cars were as quiet as bedrooms at midnight; and to imagine all of these people enforce their norms without public service announcements, without any coddling, conspicuous signs – that’s amazing. What proved difficult was trying to find a garbage can. It was easier to find a vending machine, from which one could purchase a variety of drinks or cigarettes, than a bin in which to dispose of these delectable, perishable goods.
As for the general citizenry, they were most accommodating and hospitable, with several individuals going out of their way to help Paul and I find our way around the dense sprawl of the city. Language wasn’t a concern despite our limited Japanese; amazingly enough, our comfort was their concern! I won’t forget their selfless service, as one day, I hope, I’ll be able to return the favor. That the girls were quite attractive and that I demonstrated a propensity to ask attractive girls for directions go without saying; however, I understand now that their sexiness and sophistication stem not from comely faces but coherent attire. Rather than adorn themselves like a typical Mong Kok girl in a ridiculous neon rainbow palette, with jeans or unseemly spandex underneath dresses, skirts or other tops better left to stand alone, Japanese girls opt for more somber, sensible colors – black and cream-colored – and what’s more, they aren’t afraid to whip out the tasteful pantyhose or to show some skin, even. We had plenty of time to ogle the ladies, and to their credit, freezing temperatures weren’t enough to dissuade many of them from forsaking, icing their shorts, as we saw countless pairs being worn on the street. That’s what I call fashion professionalism!
Overall, Japan is a marvelous little land full of the eccentric, as well as the endearing. It was a fascinating place to explore, and I’m thankful that it was done in the company of my friend , with whom candor was not at a premium. We both learned a lot and look forward to the next trip!
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This time in the morning, the beach was reserved for dogs and their owners. Hundreds of various tracks were imprinted in the sand below me. I watched as balls and bones were tossed across the cosmic shoreline, and how the small creatures fetched.
A group of adults were gathered by the jetty, a ways down the seashore. I squinted, saw the synchronized movements of the arms and legs, and made out blue mats below them. Yoga.
A car pulled up a few feet down the road, and a family emerged. A small boy stood by the door, waiting for his Mother. A girl a few years older than him walked around the back of the car, and grabbed his hand.
"I wanta' go on the rocks," the boy said, pulling her hand.
"Hold on, Dylan," she said.
I crossed my legs, feeling uncomfortably close to them. I tried to focus my vision on the waves, slowly crashing onto the sand, but I watched them out of the corner of my eye.
The girl crawled back into the car, and the woman was digging around in the trunk when the boy walked towards me. My eyes quickly flinched away in the direction of the jetty. The bench underneath my thighs shifted and creaked.
"Hi," he said, leaning forward, pushing his weight onto the edge of the wood.
"Hi," I watched him, and followed his position.
"I like the beach."
"Doesn't everyone?"
He pondered that for a few seconds, and then said, "My Dad doesn't."
"He's just afraid," I replied.
"Of what?"
"The endless horizon, the infinite stretch of water, the possibilities of his future."
He watched me.
"I'm Dylan."
He didn't understand.
"I'm Amelia."
"Dylan, what are you doing?" The woman said, walking over to us. "You know not to talk to strangers."
"But she's not strange, she's Amelia," he replied.
She grabbed his wrist into a strong grip, pushed him lightly off the bench, and leaned over to protect him. He smiled at me, his eyes filled with twinkles reflecting off of the ocean and the sun.
"I'm sorry if he bothered you," she said to me.
I shook my head. "It's fine. He's very cute," I said, smiling back at him.
They walked towards the dogs, the yoga devotees, and the rocks.
"He's sick," the girl said. I jumped, startled. I didn't know she was still near me.
"Leukemia. We bring him to the beach every day."
We both gazed out into the distance. The ten miles of visible ocean compressed to appear as only a few feet.
"This is his heaven," she said, and then followed her brother down the walkway.
I watched as she went, my ears buzzing with the restless water's clamor.
A short exerpt from Day Fourteen. Read the whole thing here.
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Sailor Jerry Car
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’59 Bel-Air wrapped for Sailor Jerry Rum, in the French Quarter.
Norman Keith Collins (January 14, 1911 – June 12, 1973) was a prominent American tattoo artist, known very well for his tattooing of sailors; he was also known as "Sailor Jerry".
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Collins was born on January 14, 1911 in Northern California. As a child he hopped freight trains across the country and learned tattooing from a man named "Big Mike" from Palmer, Alaska. Practicing on drifters, he later sailed the Pacific Ocean before settling in Hawaii. A big brute with a dirty mouth, he often wore plain white T-shirts that exposed his ink-sleeved arms. Mike Malone, who took over Sailor Jerry’s shop after he died, described Jerry as "a class-A pirate".
At age 19 Collins enlisted in the United States Navy. During his subsequent travels at sea he was exposed to the art and imagery of Southeast Asia. He remained a sailor for his entire life thereafter. Even during his career as a tattoo artist he worked as a licensed skipper of a large three-masted schooner, on which he conducted tours of the Hawaiian islands.
Sailing and tattooing were only two of his professional endeavours. He played saxophone in his own dance band and for years frequently hosted his own radio show on KTRG (AM). He was a prolific writer and carried on in-depth communications with many pen-pals throughout the world.
Legacy of Sailor Jerry
Collins entrusted his artwork to his two protégés, Ed Hardy and Mike Malone, both of whom have become prominent figures in their own right. Hardy, who turned down an MFT scholarship to Yale in order to pursue tattooing, is known for his artistic sophistication and large-scale tattoos. Malone, who designed under the name "Rollo Banks", and was known for his conceptual boldness and distinctive designs, died in 2007.
Norman Collins is buried in the National Memorial Cemetery of the Pacific, a military cemetery located in Punchbowl Crater in Honolulu. His grave site is 124/Section T.
In 1999, Hardy and Malone partnered with a small independent Philadelphia clothing company to establish Sailor Jerry Ltd., which owns Collins’ letters, art, and flash, and produces clothing and an idiosyncratic collection of other items, such as ash trays, sneakers, playing cards, church keys and shot glasses. As an anti-sweatshop company, Sailor Jerry Ltd. produces nearly all its items in the United States. Items are sold on the company's web site or from the Sailor Jerry Store at 116 S. 13th Street in Philadelphia, which frequently plays host to performances by independent musicians. The company also showcases rising talents with its "Artist Series", which it describes as a way to "keep Sailor Jerry's legacy alive and kicking".
Sailor Jerry Ltd. produces a 92 proof spiced Navy rum featuring a quintessential Sailor Jerry hula girl on the label. As the bottle is emptied, additional Pin-up girls designed by Sailor Jerry are visible on the inner side of the label. The rum is distilled in the U.S. Virgin Islands. It takes its influence from Caribbean rum, which sailors would spice with flavors from the Far East and Asia to make it more enjoyable to drink.
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With my friend Paul, I spend five days in Osaka, Japan. The trip provided much refreshment, and excitement, not to mention many challenges. It was my first visit to the country, and, I feel, it certainly won’t be my last, as there are still many places left to see, and so many new things to learn.
We had several destinations highlighted on our itinerary, the foremost of which was Universal Studios. We spend an entire day there, going on rides and more often than not, queuing for them. The excruciating wait times were worth it, however, for such exhilarating fun, especially on the Hollywood Roller Coaster, my personal favorite. The next morning we followed up that successful endeavor with a trip to the Himeji Castle, a place which came highly recommended by my colleague, whose succinct description of the heritage site was, "awesome." Indeed, as a history buff, I enjoyed walking the storied grounds and climbing through the maze-like interior of the keep which was designed not so much to comfortably house the royal family as to confound the invading enemy. The castle is a must-visit. Other attractions of note include the Osaka Aquarium, and the Tennoji Zoo; both teemed with animals of every shape and size. We also at length ventured into several shopping districts inside of which were myriad stores, selling all sorts of fashion and gadgetry, countless restaurants and several gambling parlors – the Japanese, it seems, love their slot machines as much as the Hong Kong Chinese love their horse racing. Lest I forget, we frequented several video arcades to play the latest and greatest games; Paul played well, while I more often than not got 0wn3d. There is a lot to do in Japan.
Japanese culture, of which I’ve heard so much, really is distinct and separate from other Asian cultures. Their patterns of action and their peculiar artifacts certainly aren’t the same as those which feature prominently in Hong Kong. For one thing, the MTR culture was more civilized and less stressful: people queued up for trains and let passengers alight first before permitting themselves to board; cellphones never rang and cabin cars were as quiet as bedrooms at midnight; and to imagine all of these people enforce their norms without public service announcements, without any coddling, conspicuous signs – that’s amazing. What proved difficult was trying to find a garbage can. It was easier to find a vending machine, from which one could purchase a variety of drinks or cigarettes, than a bin in which to dispose of these delectable, perishable goods.
As for the general citizenry, they were most accommodating and hospitable, with several individuals going out of their way to help Paul and I find our way around the dense sprawl of the city. Language wasn’t a concern despite our limited Japanese; amazingly enough, our comfort was their concern! I won’t forget their selfless service, as one day, I hope, I’ll be able to return the favor. That the girls were quite attractive and that I demonstrated a propensity to ask attractive girls for directions go without saying; however, I understand now that their sexiness and sophistication stem not from comely faces but coherent attire. Rather than adorn themselves like a typical Mong Kok girl in a ridiculous neon rainbow palette, with jeans or unseemly spandex underneath dresses, skirts or other tops better left to stand alone, Japanese girls opt for more somber, sensible colors – black and cream-colored – and what’s more, they aren’t afraid to whip out the tasteful pantyhose or to show some skin, even. We had plenty of time to ogle the ladies, and to their credit, freezing temperatures weren’t enough to dissuade many of them from forsaking, icing their shorts, as we saw countless pairs being worn on the street. That’s what I call fashion professionalism!
Overall, Japan is a marvelous little land full of the eccentric, as well as the endearing. It was a fascinating place to explore, and I’m thankful that it was done in the company of my friend , with whom candor was not at a premium. We both learned a lot and look forward to the next trip!
A few nice car show girls images I found:
Fashion Show Model
Image by Ikhlasul Amal
Dago Car Free Day, every Sunday 6-10 o’clock, Jalan Ir. H. Juanda, Bandung of West Java.
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Driver and President with car.
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Ultimate Street Tuner Carnival 2007, Bukit Jalil Stadium Carpark B.
Me filling in Sze’s shoes…my charity assignment of the day. hehe..
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Strikeforce MOOCH
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When I grow up…..my prescious daughter sitting in the drivers seat of a NSW Police Force Strikeforce Taipan (Anti-Car Hoon Squad) FPV Falcon F6 Typhoon @ Cruise for Charity event
Waiting
Image by Jeff Power
A young lady waits to cross the busy Queen Street in the Beaches Toronto (Red Rocket Bokeh)
Toronto still has street cars as seen below often referred to as the Red Rocket
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Cyberdyne Systems
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With my friend Paul, I spend five days in Osaka, Japan. The trip provided much refreshment, and excitement, not to mention many challenges. It was my first visit to the country, and, I feel, it certainly won’t be my last, as there are still many places left to see, and so many new things to learn.
We had several destinations highlighted on our itinerary, the foremost of which was Universal Studios. We spend an entire day there, going on rides and more often than not, queuing for them. The excruciating wait times were worth it, however, for such exhilarating fun, especially on the Hollywood Roller Coaster, my personal favorite. The next morning we followed up that successful endeavor with a trip to the Himeji Castle, a place which came highly recommended by my colleague, whose succinct description of the heritage site was, "awesome." Indeed, as a history buff, I enjoyed walking the storied grounds and climbing through the maze-like interior of the keep which was designed not so much to comfortably house the royal family as to confound the invading enemy. The castle is a must-visit. Other attractions of note include the Osaka Aquarium, and the Tennoji Zoo; both teemed with animals of every shape and size. We also at length ventured into several shopping districts inside of which were myriad stores, selling all sorts of fashion and gadgetry, countless restaurants and several gambling parlors – the Japanese, it seems, love their slot machines as much as the Hong Kong Chinese love their horse racing. Lest I forget, we frequented several video arcades to play the latest and greatest games; Paul played well, while I more often than not got 0wn3d. There is a lot to do in Japan.
Japanese culture, of which I’ve heard so much, really is distinct and separate from other Asian cultures. Their patterns of action and their peculiar artifacts certainly aren’t the same as those which feature prominently in Hong Kong. For one thing, the MTR culture was more civilized and less stressful: people queued up for trains and let passengers alight first before permitting themselves to board; cellphones never rang and cabin cars were as quiet as bedrooms at midnight; and to imagine all of these people enforce their norms without public service announcements, without any coddling, conspicuous signs – that’s amazing. What proved difficult was trying to find a garbage can. It was easier to find a vending machine, from which one could purchase a variety of drinks or cigarettes, than a bin in which to dispose of these delectable, perishable goods.
As for the general citizenry, they were most accommodating and hospitable, with several individuals going out of their way to help Paul and I find our way around the dense sprawl of the city. Language wasn’t a concern despite our limited Japanese; amazingly enough, our comfort was their concern! I won’t forget their selfless service, as one day, I hope, I’ll be able to return the favor. That the girls were quite attractive and that I demonstrated a propensity to ask attractive girls for directions go without saying; however, I understand now that their sexiness and sophistication stem not from comely faces but coherent attire. Rather than adorn themselves like a typical Mong Kok girl in a ridiculous neon rainbow palette, with jeans or unseemly spandex underneath dresses, skirts or other tops better left to stand alone, Japanese girls opt for more somber, sensible colors – black and cream-colored – and what’s more, they aren’t afraid to whip out the tasteful pantyhose or to show some skin, even. We had plenty of time to ogle the ladies, and to their credit, freezing temperatures weren’t enough to dissuade many of them from forsaking, icing their shorts, as we saw countless pairs being worn on the street. That’s what I call fashion professionalism!
Overall, Japan is a marvelous little land full of the eccentric, as well as the endearing. It was a fascinating place to explore, and I’m thankful that it was done in the company of my friend , with whom candor was not at a premium. We both learned a lot and look forward to the next trip!
Lachen Small Beer
Image by Wootang01
With my friend Paul, I spend five days in Osaka, Japan. The trip provided much refreshment, and excitement, not to mention many challenges. It was my first visit to the country, and, I feel, it certainly won’t be my last, as there are still many places left to see, and so many new things to learn.
We had several destinations highlighted on our itinerary, the foremost of which was Universal Studios. We spend an entire day there, going on rides and more often than not, queuing for them. The excruciating wait times were worth it, however, for such exhilarating fun, especially on the Hollywood Roller Coaster, my personal favorite. The next morning we followed up that successful endeavor with a trip to the Himeji Castle, a place which came highly recommended by my colleague, whose succinct description of the heritage site was, "awesome." Indeed, as a history buff, I enjoyed walking the storied grounds and climbing through the maze-like interior of the keep which was designed not so much to comfortably house the royal family as to confound the invading enemy. The castle is a must-visit. Other attractions of note include the Osaka Aquarium, and the Tennoji Zoo; both teemed with animals of every shape and size. We also at length ventured into several shopping districts inside of which were myriad stores, selling all sorts of fashion and gadgetry, countless restaurants and several gambling parlors – the Japanese, it seems, love their slot machines as much as the Hong Kong Chinese love their horse racing. Lest I forget, we frequented several video arcades to play the latest and greatest games; Paul played well, while I more often than not got 0wn3d. There is a lot to do in Japan.
Japanese culture, of which I’ve heard so much, really is distinct and separate from other Asian cultures. Their patterns of action and their peculiar artifacts certainly aren’t the same as those which feature prominently in Hong Kong. For one thing, the MTR culture was more civilized and less stressful: people queued up for trains and let passengers alight first before permitting themselves to board; cellphones never rang and cabin cars were as quiet as bedrooms at midnight; and to imagine all of these people enforce their norms without public service announcements, without any coddling, conspicuous signs – that’s amazing. What proved difficult was trying to find a garbage can. It was easier to find a vending machine, from which one could purchase a variety of drinks or cigarettes, than a bin in which to dispose of these delectable, perishable goods.
As for the general citizenry, they were most accommodating and hospitable, with several individuals going out of their way to help Paul and I find our way around the dense sprawl of the city. Language wasn’t a concern despite our limited Japanese; amazingly enough, our comfort was their concern! I won’t forget their selfless service, as one day, I hope, I’ll be able to return the favor. That the girls were quite attractive and that I demonstrated a propensity to ask attractive girls for directions go without saying; however, I understand now that their sexiness and sophistication stem not from comely faces but coherent attire. Rather than adorn themselves like a typical Mong Kok girl in a ridiculous neon rainbow palette, with jeans or unseemly spandex underneath dresses, skirts or other tops better left to stand alone, Japanese girls opt for more somber, sensible colors – black and cream-colored – and what’s more, they aren’t afraid to whip out the tasteful pantyhose or to show some skin, even. We had plenty of time to ogle the ladies, and to their credit, freezing temperatures weren’t enough to dissuade many of them from forsaking, icing their shorts, as we saw countless pairs being worn on the street. That’s what I call fashion professionalism!
Overall, Japan is a marvelous little land full of the eccentric, as well as the endearing. It was a fascinating place to explore, and I’m thankful that it was done in the company of my friend , with whom candor was not at a premium. We both learned a lot and look forward to the next trip!
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OMG. IT’S A COMIC BOOK!
Image by Nat W
So, I know these two girls, and they are great friends of mine. On top of that, they have this really cool dad. I’ve known this dude for a very long time (ok, a few years), often invading his living room with friends to watch movies or to check out his awesome Halloween set up (emphasis on awesome). I knew he wrote stuff, but I never really knew what.
Then, a few years ago, he won this fancy award ( Eisner Award for Best Digital Comic ). I was quite impressed, so I went and read the comic, and was in awe at how good it was.
This past weekend I went to visit one of his daughters with a friend of mine at her archeological dig (which was a lot of fun). One thing she brought up, was that her father had a new book. I was ecstatic, and even more so when I found out herself and a few others I know did some of the coloring for the book. So I rushed home the next morning (OK, rushed is a bit much, we were sad to leave and it was an ~200 mile drive) and went into the Borders in Los Gatos, CA. They were sold out! I was quite sad. That night I drove back to SLO, because I had work today.
This morning I woke up and went to work. As noon rolled around, I said "I’m going to lunch" and then ran half-a-mile home, got in my car, and drove downtown. Guess what? THEY HAD THE BOOK! Prominently displayed no less.
So I bought the book, and then went next door and ordered lunch. I got through the first chapter during lunch and had to summon so much will power to go back to work instead of continue reading this fantastic book it was disturbing.
Anyway, here I am, back at work, and I figured I would post a little "book sighting" for my friends the Fies. I haven’t finished the book yet Brian, but it’s awesome so far!
Btw, his blog is at brianfies.blogspot.com/
matuskiwiz
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Jan 20 1905
STOPS RUNAWAY AT RISK OF LIFE
OFFICER CHOKES HORSE INTO SUBMISSION
Seizes the Maddened Animal Just In Time to Save a Crowd of Tourists From Injury
In a desperate attempt to prevent a runaway horse from dashing Into a crowd of shoppers at Fourth and South Spring streets yesterday afternoon, Patrolman "Billy" Matuskiwiz, officer of the crossing at that corner, risked his life in bringing the crazed animal to a standstill.
The hour was shortly after midday and the street crossings were thronged with business men and women returning from lunch. Many shoppers were on the streets and a number of people were awaiting cars at Fourth and Spring streets. The horse, a powerful bay, attached to a light runabout, became frightened at a passing car at the corner of Seventh and Figueroa streets and ran away. The animal was not checked until it approached Fourth and Spring streets.
Officer Matuskiwiz was standing at the corner assisting pedestrians to dodge cars when he heard shouts of warning and saw the animal approaching. The officer stepped to the middle of the street and waited. When within a dozen yards of the officer the horse swerved and dashed straight toward a crowd of tourists, congregated in front of the Angelus hotel. As the officer leaped to catch the horse, he found that it had neither bridle nor halter and he was forced to throw his arms around the animal’s neck and choke it to submission. The officer was dragged half a block before bringing the horse to a standstill.
As Officer Matuskiwiz started to lead the animal away the tourists and pedestrians in front of the Angelus hotel, whose lives had been saved by the rescue, greeted Matuskiwiz with hearty applause.
The officer has the record among patrolmen for stopping runaways and during his service on the force has stopped more than twenty animals, without having sustained an injury.
The horse was the property of the National Ice company and was called for by its owner at the police station.
May 16 1910
POLICEMAN SAVES ONE LIFE A YEAR
In Seventeen Years’ Service William Matuskiwiz Has Made a Remarkable Record
HE STILL WALKS A BEAT
Believes in Prison Reform and Declares for Humane Treatment of Criminals
Los Angeles has "a handsomest man" on its police force who in his seventeen years of service bears the enviable record of having saved a human life for every year of service. He is William Matuzkiwiz, who holds down a night beat on Spring and Main streets between Sixth and Seventh streets. Matuzkiwiz is a blunt, plain spoken man and a poor politician, he wears no seargeant's stripes on his sleeve and despite the years of faithful service in the interest of the city he is still just a plain patrolman with no ax to grind in the politics of the police department.
This policeman, unlike many of his fellows, is in full sympathy with the prison reform movement. He believes that kind treatment of prisoners and a recognition of their rights bring the best results. Ten years ago he thought differently and was a firm believer in the iron hand for the man in the shadow of the law. The incident that changed his opinion is best told in his own words.
"I was taking Juan Silvos, a young Mexican charged with a heinous crime, to San Quentin. Silvos had ten years at hard labor staring him in the face. I kept him handcuffed to me on the train. At San Francisco we missed our boat by a margin of several minutes. It would be an hour before the next one would leave. My prisoner complained of being hungry, and somewhat in the fame frame of mind myself, we started across Market street in the direction of a little restaurant. Silvos was handcuffed and I held him by a small chain.
When we reached the center of the street I heard a woman’s piercing scream and looking back saw a little child some four or five years old toddling from its mother into the path of a runaway team. The horses were within several feet of the child. I forgot all about the prisoner in the child’s danger, and springing forward almost before I realized what I was doing, had snatched the little girl from under the horses' feet. In the meantime the mother had fainted and in the excitement of the gathering crowd I ran to her side with her daughter and lifted the mother to her feet. The woman recovered and wanted to know who I was. Her question brought to my mind the fact that a ten-year prisoner was in my charge. Silvos in the meantime had had plenty of time to escape, but turning around I found him at my side quietly looking on. I asked him why he had not attempted to escape. He told me that I had thought of him when he was hungry.
Instead of taking him to San Quentin on the next boat I immediately took the handcuffs from his wrists and showed him the town. We took in everything that was doing, had several good dinners and caught the night boat to the prison. I told the warden of how he had acted and the chief promised to take his good behaviour into consideration.
Silvos was released less than a year and a half after he had been confined. I meet him on the streets occasionally and he is profuse in his thanks. That little experience changed my whole idea of criminology. From that time on I became a firm believer in giving the prisoners a show and treating them like human beings."
032/365 – Have Mercy!
Image by djwtwo
…been waitin' for the bus all (Wednes)day.
Wednesdays mornings are my day to wait for the school bus with the girls, and today was no exception. Since it was a rainy (if unseasonably warm) morning, we were waiting in the car. Just grabbed this shot through my rain-spattered car window as the bus was pulling up.
I tried to get a few shots of the girls getting onto the bus, but didn’t get anything I liked; the effect of the rain in those shots was marginally better, but the composition was off, stymied both by too much of my car interior intruding on the shot and my not realizing I had accidentally switched the self-timer on and missing the best shot I had from that angle.
Still trying to decide if I like this one or not, but it was the best thing I shot all day. I was tempted to crop away more of my car interior here, but after playing a bit I think overall it helps the composition, and I like the little bit of reflection in the side mirror (which is actually a view of my garage).
A few nice hot girl car images I found:
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Image by Dan Morrill
Grid Girl Madison
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Image by Dan Morrill
Grid Girl Madison
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Image by Dan Morrill
Grid Girl Madison
A few nice car with girls images I found:
Since You’re Gone no.73
Image by dek dav
Since You’re Gone no.73, by The Cars from the album Shake It Up
Since you’re gone
The nights are gettin’ strange
Since you’re gone
Well, nothing’s makin’ any sense
Since you’re gone
I stumbled in the shade
Since you’re gone
Everything’s in perfect tense, well
I can’t help it
When you fall apart
And I (and I) can’t help it
Guess you better start
That is forgettin’ about you
(Since you’re gone)
Since you’re gone
Nights are gettin’ strange
(Since you’re gone)
Since you’re gone
Thrownin’ it all away
(Since you’re gone)
Click here youtu.be/fRiGYz-ShGo to hear track
Click here www.songmeanings.net/songs/view/3530822107858495491/ for lyrics & meanings
My 365 art project, where I create a year's worth [yep, 365] of digital collages, with indie songs as my subject.
Check out these fast cars girls images today:
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Image by katiew
greens and blues and street lights at night. when i drive, they’re like waking dreams. sometimes the lights are so dizzyingly pretty i laugh out loud, and feel a little bit crazy.
and yes, i shot this while driving 60mph. with a lensbaby. i am officially the queen of bad ideas.
this shot is a tribute to my girl liz…. who in the course of a year has made me realize how beautiful life can be, when viewed out of focus.
A few nice hot girl car images I found:
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Image by Dan Morrill
Grid Girl Madison
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Image by Dan Morrill
Grid Girl Madison
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Image by Dan Morrill
Grid Girl Madison
Some cool car games girls images today:
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Image by toughkidcst
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Image by toughkidcst
Check out these car games girls images today:
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Image by toughkidcst
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Image by toughkidcst
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Image by toughkidcst