I was sitting in the front row of the balcony in the 4th floor auditorium, at the Scranton Cultural Center last week, and it did seem a little precarious.
John D. said to me that there was a sign outside the doors that said "Parents don't let your children in the first row of the balcony or they might fall over." It didn't actually say that, of course.
But I hope John's not onto something when he said "It must've happened once, that they put that sign up." There is such a thing as forethought, I hope.
Mirror.co.uk - Liquid Gold "IF you won the Lottery you might be tempted to bathe in champagne. If it was a triple rollover, you might fill the tub with printer ink - one of the world's most expensive liquids. The average cost of replacing the tablespoon of ink in a 17ml colour printer cartridge is £29, making it sixteen times more expensive than vintage 1985 Dom Perignon. It also puts Chanel No.5 and even rocket fuel in the shade."
I always had the impression that printer ink was ridiculously expensive. More expensive than blood apparently. (via bitter shack of resentment)
Leslie holds court from 'The Uncovered Chair' as the skylight above barely sifts any of the late afternoon light. Since it was the weekend, she could play 'armchair psychiatrist', and indulge in any manner of discussion as a member of the important humans qualified to sit in such an exhalted piece of furniture. Leslie is not one to regale, she's far too reserved for such a display. And since she didn't have any cigars on her, she wasn't about to blow smoke. Nevertheless, her brief residence in 'The Uncovered Chair' was unequaled in the anals so far. She sat upright, a posture which is definitely a sign of importance. Oddly enough, even though she carries not only a pager, but a cell phone, and it was widely known where she would be (holding court from 'The Uncovered Chair'), she fielded no important phone calls during her reign. But if she should have, it's quite certain she would've been very graciously condescending. 'The Uncovered Chair' Video Commercial
World Naked Bike Ride "Protest oil dependency and celebrate the power and individuality of our bodies."
I'm totally into protesting oil dependency, of course. I'm all for biking... and I'm cool with nudity in the right setting... But I'm not sure I understand the logic here. And is it just me, because I think people look more the same naked than clothed? (via Select All)
The Ben Franklin Bridge in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, July 13th 2002.
Walt Whitman Bridge in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, July 14th 2002.
Just a short journey across the river from Philadelphia to New Jersey, and back again... (posted for Photo Friday, "Journey")
My new favourite expression, thanks to my friend Eric, is: "Go piss up a rainpipe."
This is what now flies out of my mouth in response to overt rudeness, subtle put-downs, or even criticism disguised as advice.
John's new favourite expression is: "We're so far beyond screwed, that the light from screwed will take 2 billion years before it reaches us."
John is often 'scwood', particularly when he says things to me that elicit the response, 'Go piss up a rainpipe.'
Which is why he hides behind my cousin Tony when he makes rude gestures at me...
'Jazz Defiance' band plays at Cafe Rouge in Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania, June 2nd 2004.
This band has been playing Wednesday evenings at Cafe Rouge.
'Jazz Defiance' band plays at Cafe Rouge in Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania, May 26th 2004.
The lighting is almost non-existent in this establishment, which is great for relaxing, but terrible for taking photographs of moving targets!
I've added random photos of myself to the right side of the page.
Uh-huh. Right now there's 148 photos in the random chloephoto bin. But I swear every time I reload the page, I see the same ones over & over. Sometimes the same one on the top & bottom. Hrm.
The photos date from 1975 to present. Which probably explains why I look so vastly different from one to the other... though I've been told I always look vastly different, photo to photo. So who knows.
Amy holds court from 'The Uncovered Chair'. On this particular day, Amy bestows the knowledge acquired from the "Book of Etiquette" by Emily Post, while holding court with one person - me. She goes on to comment most favourably on the advice given in this ultimate book of good manners. She also remarks upon the shame it is that many people of our acquaintance do not measure up to the standards clearly laid forth in Emily Post's tome. Indeed, it seems as if a great quantity of people of our acquaintance are determined to persist in their ill-mannered ways.
And then Amy and Chloe prepared to leave the safety of the court of The Uncovered Chair, and brave the boorish, unmannered world to go out for coffee, and then Italian Ice. Other than a low-carb sign in the cafe, there was nothing untoward to put up with, thankfully. 'The Uncovered Chair' Video Commercial
The Lyric Consort: Steven Thomas, Susan M. Kelly, Christopher Gallo, Alan L. Baker, Jennifer Adam, Leslie Mason Moran, Francis McMullen, and (kneeling) Jodi Rinehimer; in Scranton, Pennsylvania, May 22nd 2004.
I posted some other more serious looking photos of The Lyric Consort, on May 22nd and May 28th. So I thought I'd post a happy smiley portrait now.
Seen from the dike, a bend in the Lackawanna River in Duryea, Pennsylvania, October 7th 2003.
I took this photo on my birthday last year when I was walking along the dike not far from my uncle's house. This scene is near my grandmother's former house, that she lived in, along the dike, up until she died in 1996. This view has remained relatively unchanged for the past 25 years, except there's less orange deposit in the river now.
I also thought about posting a photo of Loyalville, but I just posted one here the other day. (posted for Photo Friday, "Landscape")
Jack Russell Terrier puppy at Lisa's in Loyalville, May 22nd 2004.
I seriously believe there's not much that gets cuter than a Jack Russell Terrier puppy.
Chloe on stage at the Kirby Center in Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania, May 20th 2004.
I took the opportunity to fool around on stage before the Luzerne Foundation 10th Anniversary presentation at the Kirby Center, of which I was taking photos. I generally don't get up on stages, I like it behind a camera, as a spectator... but John D. made me help him with a run-through. So I was forced. So I was silly.
"I rebooted again and it all came back. Silly machines. Back in the fifties they predicted that machines would take over the world. They were right." -- Dolores (mother)
superficiality >>If the facade is what's important to you, all you wind up with is an illusion. Disillusionment is the gift of substance.
-- Chloe<<
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Leslie holds court from 'The Uncovered Chair' as the skylight above barely sifts any of the late afternoon light. Since it was the weekend, she could play 'armchair psychiatrist', and indulge in any manner of discussion as a member of the important humans qualified to sit in such an exhalted piece of furniture. Leslie is not one to regale, she's far too reserved for such a display. And since she didn't have any cigars on her, she wasn't about to blow smoke. Nevertheless, her brief residence in 'The Uncovered Chair' was unequaled in the anals so far. She sat upright, a posture which is definitely a sign of importance. Oddly enough, even though she carries not only a pager, but a cell phone, and it was widely known where she would be (holding court from 'The Uncovered Chair'), she fielded no important phone calls during her reign. But if she should have, it's quite certain she would've been very graciously condescending.
Amy holds court from 'The Uncovered Chair'. On this particular day, Amy bestows the knowledge acquired from the "Book of Etiquette" by Emily Post, while holding court with one person - me. She goes on to comment most favourably on the advice given in this ultimate book of good manners. She also remarks upon the shame it is that many people of our acquaintance do not measure up to the standards clearly laid forth in Emily Post's tome. Indeed, it seems as if a great quantity of people of our acquaintance are determined to persist in their ill-mannered ways.
