Piedmont in the Spring
Took these while walking Stella in the park.
Then I went downtown, where they're still cleaning up after the tornado.
posted by outpostbabu at 12:14 PM
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Took these while walking Stella in the park.
Then I went downtown, where they're still cleaning up after the tornado.
Around The Block
- Fortunemegastore Flickr Gallery
- Fortunemegastore XPLOR
- RunsOnSumatra's House of Blog
- RunsOnSumatra's Photo Gallery
- Sprocket I/O
- Curtis
Further Afield
Previous Posts
- June 2008.
- Transorientale 2008
- BMW Motorcycles Of Atlanta Open House 2008
- Been Riding Me Moto To Work
- Chess On Ice
- Tour of Midtown
- 12-ft Tall Bicycle
- Dog Days Weekend
- Switzerland Trip Summary
- Sledding
Quotes
Far better it is to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure, than to take rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy much nor suffer much, because they live in the gray twilight that knows not victory nor defeat.
If a hammer doesn't fix it you have an electrical problem.
The things that will destroy America are prosperity-at-any-price, peace-at-any-price, safety-first instead of duty-first, the love of soft living, and the get-rich-quick theory of life.
Do or do not, there is no "try".
When you shudder at how infinitesimally small you are, remember: space that appears to need nothing, does crave, as a matter of fact, an outside gaze, a criterion of emptiness - of its depth and scope. And it's only you who can do the job.
Even though my trip turned out badly, I don't regret the kind of life I chose to live.
Stop trying to impose on my right to shoot wolves from a helicopter.
Don't ask people who swim across the river how to build a bridge.
Why program by hand in five days what you can spend five years of your life automating?
2 Comments:
Nice pics...glad you didn't blow away with the tornado. Michael said you were talking to him about Lost when the storm hit.
So I'm down in the basement right, messing around with this weird looking key thing. Next thing I know, the sky is turning purple, there's this deafening noise, and the hatch next door implodes. I just thought Michael might be interested to know that Kevin Johnson isn't who he says he is. But I couldn't tell him that yet because it wasn't the future! BTW, how we did end up on this boat?
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