3.30.2008
3.29.2008
Shorpy.com
Well, i've whiled away a bit of time looking at gorgeous old photographs online today. If any of you go to Shorpy, be sure to go to the very first page to discover who Shorpy is, and why this blog is named thusly. Here is a smattering of photos i dig:
Dorothea Lange, et. al.
Gregg over at Petch House turned me on to THIS SITE. Wow. I could look at this for hours, days, weeks. Our new friend Gary keeps saying that in our age, there will be no record such as this, thanks to the digital revolution. Wiping out some virtual data in one fell swoop could wipe away a history that has no physical record, no artifacts, no tangible record of its photographic reality.
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What a sad story.
Authorities in Florida denied info to this guy about his partner, because they were not married. In a state that won't let them get married. His partner and his parents had just died in a plane crash. But since Eric and the guy "weren't actual family members," the authorities wouldn't tell him anything. So he saw that his partner and his partner's parents had died in a plane crash on the news.
See the video HERE.
Steven, we need to find an attorney to help us set up the legal stuff we need to set up since we can't get married.
I'll never forget that night mister, right after Janice died in a car crash, that you showed up at home after a workday at 9 pm. You'd forgotten your phone that day, and were just having a coffee with a coworker after working late at Earthlink, but i was in a cold sweat panic, calling the DOT and the Atlanta Police. No doubt i was fragile after the loss of Janice, but I remembered thinking "we need to do whatever we need to do" to at least get to pretend like we are married and can really take care of one another. That was 4 years ago.
If any of you want to join HRC, or renew your membership, you can do so HERE.
Authorities in Florida denied info to this guy about his partner, because they were not married. In a state that won't let them get married. His partner and his parents had just died in a plane crash. But since Eric and the guy "weren't actual family members," the authorities wouldn't tell him anything. So he saw that his partner and his partner's parents had died in a plane crash on the news.
See the video HERE.
Steven, we need to find an attorney to help us set up the legal stuff we need to set up since we can't get married.
I'll never forget that night mister, right after Janice died in a car crash, that you showed up at home after a workday at 9 pm. You'd forgotten your phone that day, and were just having a coffee with a coworker after working late at Earthlink, but i was in a cold sweat panic, calling the DOT and the Atlanta Police. No doubt i was fragile after the loss of Janice, but I remembered thinking "we need to do whatever we need to do" to at least get to pretend like we are married and can really take care of one another. That was 4 years ago.
If any of you want to join HRC, or renew your membership, you can do so HERE.
3.27.2008
Lights Out
This Saturday, from 8-9 pm, be sure to turn all yours lights off and use no power. Check it out HERE.
3.24.2008
Latest Craft Project
Last weekend i made a new medicine cabinet and lighting for the downstairs bath. We found an old empire (sort of) mirror at a giant antique market in Springfield the weekend before, and i built a new box behind that will hold much more than the old ugly 80s oak medicine cabinet now removed. There are no other cabinets in this bathroom but there is a small closet, so a bigger cabinet was the goal, along with a bit more style, as this sink is always visible from the front of the house since we opened the kitchen up to the living room. The lighting Steven found at the Lowe's sale table for like $4, and the black pipe holding it all up are some old curtain rods and parts we rebent, recut, and refashioned to hang the lamps over the sliding mirror. The raw wood you see on the back wall of the cabinet will be covered with some mirror pieces cut to go into the cubbies on the back wall (and thus cover up the lag screws) and i'll be done. The only part i am not happy with is the canopy covers over the wall jboxes (previous lighting was wall sconce-mounted bits too far back for a mirror thrust forward). And it's still not enough room for Mom & BC's little train cases of stuff, but we'll soon remedy that with another cabinet, coming someday soon!
3.17.2008
Party Like It's 1991
Scenes from 153 Nassau Street. Bloody Marys. Cigarettes everywhere. And look at all the hair i had. Even at 26 you can tell it didn't have long for this world.
153 Nassau
Wow, Barb and i lived here a mere 17 years ago. Every bit of news i see about Friday nite's tornados in downtown Atlanta shows this picture. We lived right there on the second floor. Sheesh Barb, remember scraping all that paint of the metal cabinets and painting the Pepe Le Pew floors? All that's been gone forever (it was turned into a venue for the '96 Olympics), but i never imagined the building would just disappear someday. What was the groovy rastaman's name on the third floor? Remember intimate desires? And the artist and sorority girl girlfriend that preceded it?
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