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All of Us Strangers
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Film
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A British film about a lonely London Screenwriter who goes to visit his childhood home and meets his deceased parents...
And a mysterious stranger.
A curious and contemporary take on the themes of ghosts, loss, loneliness and grief.
Good.
Facebook: Peak Degeneracy
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: WTF
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And so I'm spending too much time scrolling on Facebook and I don't think I've ever let it get this bad.
It always starts the same. The first few scrolls, maybe new, fresh, then the neighborhood goes to hell.
It starts with the cartoons - K'Nif, Hoki-Poki, etc.
Yep. That's Veronica. Hasn't aged a bit.
And this. From Zena's Doggy Tales and Advice for Anything Pets.
I can't even summon up very droll.
Then it surprises me with this:
Which is kind of brilliant, I mean, you have the African Missionary helping the two-headed American Colony in Idaho...
I don't know if this image is real. Maybe it is. But somehow having an account that seeks to monetize this ... well,...
The Eyebrows of a Maestro
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Blog
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Time, now, to get out and try and find a job.
#1 Shave. This takes a while, my beard had rather grown in and there was an even longer beard framing it, great mats of hair that extend down my neck, swathed up behind my ears. This as well gets trimmed.
#2 The Ears. Yes, the ears. I have to keep on this, in a week I'm looking like Yoda. Old Yoda, not the young cute Grogu.
#3 The Eyebrows. I've the eyebrows of a Maestro, little birds nest that offer shelter to hummingbirds and small woodland creatures. Greenpeace better not find out.
#4 To the Barber. Booked, booked, finally down to one I know, she's never given me a cut I liked but any cut is better than no cut. I explain to her - precisely - what I want. And - presto, she delivers. All this prep work to go to the barber, it's like spending 6 hours cleaning before the maid comes over...
Then time for a shower, a change into civilized clothes and hit the streets.
All this cleaning up of myself has made me realize that this apartment, as well, could use a thorough tidying. This weekend...
The Klondike Stampede - Tappan Adney
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Books
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This thick volume was a quick and engaging read. Written by Tappan Adney, a journalist sent to report back on the Klondike in the rush of 1897-1898, it's filled with first hand observations, names of creek, and various details in all departments of life in the Yukon and Dawson City.
Leaving via Victoria, through Juneau and Skagway, deciding in favour of Dyea, over the Chilkoot Pass and then the remaining 500+ miles to Dawson City via a boat of their own building, the whole comprises a rollicking adventure - the tens of thousands of gold seekers, many, if not most, completely unprepared for the trials that await, and - remarkably few misadventures.
The whole thing makes one want to hike (and metal detect) the Chilkoot Pass - of the tens of thousands that set forth, thousands turned back and left it all behind. And somewhere up and over the pass it all remains...
Anyways, arrive at Dawson, realize - that for 2 years - the population of Dawson was greater than the entirety of the Yukon is at present - then, rumors of other gold bearing creeks lured the miners off to other destinations, in Alaska (Nome), and other creeks.
So - lots to metal detect up there, which you wouldn't suspect, given how unpopulated the place is currently.
As for the Klondike gold, estimates (his, and others) that there were millions of ounces - tens of millions of dollars - taken from the goldfields in just a couple of short years - this, with gold at $17.00 per ounce (and all expenses roughly the same as now, if not greater!!!), a short window of work (4 months, although they could dig and work in the thawed underground to a small extent) and you have some idea. Add to this the fact that the bulk of the miners were American, and didn't wish to pay the Canadian Government the royalties they expected, and you would rightly guess immense fortunes made their way back over the border undeclared...
This has greatly inspired me, for there are fortunes and millions up there still...and I've rather mastered the art of misadventure...
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