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Friday 13th
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
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A couple of weeks ago, paranoid, I'd be pulled over by the cops (and there were lots), it'd be a shit night at work, something always goes wrong...
And trying to root out the source of the superstition, I remembered first hearing of it when I was a kid, maybe 6 or 7, my mom was reading to me "Tom Sawyer", and it came down to that scene where Tom and Huck are digging for buried treasure, only they realize that it's Friday the 13th, and so give up and reschedule. No spoilers here. But an amusing recollection...
Cousins, Cannonballs, Kootenay Camps
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Images
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From Batshit, an old photo with his annotation on the bottom (amusing):
And, exploring:
(Boulder with lichen, good textures)
(moss covered car seat/sofa, great for a fashion photoshoot...)
(Outdoor plumbing. Just because your in the woods doesn't mean you have to use the woods.)
(old mining equipment)
(and a cache of old milling balls. Which I'm going to rebrand and call Kootenay Cannonballs...from the war for Independance of ...nevermind, they're cool, they'll sell)
The Spectacle of Grief
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Rants
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There's been a tragedy, it's all over the news, 24/7. the spectacle of grief, young lives cut short, an accident.
There's fundraising and in-depth profiles of the victims, pictures at the scene, interviews with spokespeople for the survivors, people that knew them, family, friends.
Commonplace utterances, things like "We'll miss them" and "They brightened our lives" and other such banalities, they shouldn't publish this, air it, but the news, they're in the business of tragedy, of grief, and this is great. The "human" angle, how ordinary people cope in the face of extraordinary adversity, imagine, it could be you, your loved ones, your family, wife, child, husband...
There's fundraising, because, well, because money mitigates grief, huge sums are raised, the community comes together, rallies, people from all around the world donate, exceeding all reasonable expectations, the survivors, they can afford the best of medical care, the fatalities, well, they can have statues built in their honour, the line between victim and hero is blurred, no longer are they victims, they're martyrs, heroes, inspirations to us all...
Now, on the news, darker tales emerging, people "exploiting" the tragedy, selling merchandise, twee sentiments and support emblazoned on Tee Shirts and Ball-Caps, without proper accreditation or generous charitable donation of royalties, the media is outraged, this tragedy, it was theirs alone, for the amusement of their viewers, their sponsorship, their paid adverts, the thought that anyone else might stick a finger in their pie, well, it's incomprehensible, villains, indignation, disgrace, scandalous, more news, more sponsorship, more ads sold, buy, buy, buy, life insurance, extended medical coverage, no one rejected...
There's been a tragedy. It's called The News.
Garage Sales - 21-4-2018
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Found
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The Season begins, a couple of weeks early. Wake up, get motivated, head down first to Taghum, where there's a couple of Kayaks on sale, a good price, but at the moment some deals have to slide.
From there, to Ymir, really wasting time here, there's nothing of interest, unless you want to chat with the proprietess, from here to Nelson, coffee, a couple of the expected garage sales there called off due to a spring thundershower that rolled through, then north again towards Kaslo.
Not a promising start to the season.
In Kaslo, the same storm that hit Nelson, most garage sales called off, and I hit the only one I can find.
My luck has turned around, mostly kitsch, vintage garbage, but a few finds:
Postcards, vintage, some old copies of some famous woodgravings illustrating parables and saints:
this one reminds me of the old bosses nephew for some reason...
And then a few of the old plastic ones that represent a scene in 3D, these are great, I have only to white out the writing on the back to use them again:
tipping the postcard gives depth to the field, others, Alpine landscapes, a few tacky German ones, a few from classic locations, they'll all work with my vintage stamps...
But the real find, the one that's given me the taste for the season, well...
...can you guess?
A crystal holography healing kit, "light therapy", with guide to acupuncture points, crystal holograms, wands, acupuncture electric stimulators, various other quack medical devices, total retail in excess of $1000 US, all mine for a mere $25 Canadian. After a bit of haggling, of course, but now, now I'm practically a Nelson Doctor. Dr. Rod.
And so it begins...
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