the IDIOT

i’m like a schoolboy with this jessica watson story. love this kid. and yes, i’m fluent with the arbitrary dicta of the WSSRC and supposed deficiencies of her route, and i know that the state was all up inside her accomplishment from start to finish (including a silver-level sponsorship from the criminal agency calling itself the government of new south wales). i also know her blog entries were likely edited by others before presentation, technology blurs the “unassisted” line, her parents are supposedly wealthy, she’s a “global warming” gulper, she used a self-steering aid, and blah blah blah. oh, and you’re probably sick of her.

some things that kick ass about jessica watson and her adventure: (more…)

wikipedia remains both the best and worst of recent information experiments, testament to the core failure of the average human — neurotic disinclination to question bullshit when presented with the desired wrapping. (more…)

though born in DC, living here all of my 43 years, i didn’t hear about one of the coolest joints around until someone happened to mention it at a dinner the other night. who knew there was a ferry across the potomac river between maryland and virginia? stopped by today and had fun just hanging out, crossing as a pedestrian (50 cents each way), then doing it by car.

though i’m always puzzled (and at least a little pissed) by those who fly the rebel battle flag alongside the USFG goon flag (almost always below it, which makes no sense), i guess a rebel battle flag’s better than not having it, assuming a flag must be flown. the owners of white’s ferry do fly a rebel flag on shore under the USFG toilet paper replica, and the ferry boat’s named Jubal A. Early, which is superior to 99.9% of the other names they could’ve adopted.

after grabbing a snack at the store/restaurant near the landing on the maryland side, i asked the lady at the cash register if i could drink beer bought there at the picnic tables across the street. she said (bless my soul), “it’s all private property, so you do whatever you want.”

walking to the beer cooler, i said, “beautiful. private property; the only kind there should be.”

“that’s right.” (more…)

recommended — independent living

even in the alaskan bush, socialism shows its jackass self, but this 55-minute 6-part series at YouTube is probably as free as it gets in the US. take the time to savor this transport to another world (ignoring who the narrator is, if you can).

about 45 minutes ago i was sleeping in my car, one of my favorite places to sleep. awakened by a knock on the window, i opened my eyes to a flashlight in the face. cop!

uh oh. not this again. (more…)

among the many hours of video blah blah i just pulled out of storage was one prize cassette of a pilgrimage to snoqualmie, north bend, and fall city WA, primary locations for the Twin Peaks TV series and the feature film Fire Walk With Me. did a semi-kerplunk bang job editing two small vids from the cassette, and here they are, case anybody stumbling on them likes watching TP geek material.

in these two parts creep shots of the Double-R Diner (Mar-T-Cafe/Twede’s), Great Northern Hotel (Salish Lodge), Snoqualmie Falls, Roadhouse (Colonial Inn), Big Ed’s Gas Farm, Twin Peaks Sheriff’s Station, the railroad trestle, and more. part 2 is somewhat redundant, but shot during the day.

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