Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Urban assault

The dog motel aka Motel6:  I never make reservations, but I have reservations; irregardless I stay anyway - if not for Motel6, I couldn't go anywhere with Gus.

Meme~phis TN down-river Aug'13

Jones~boro AR over-the-river Apr'14

Sunday, March 09, 2014

DayliteSavingsTime


¿¿¿ Where's the savings ???

For example, the gardner who liked DST cause it gave her flowers an extra hour of daylite.
One workplace referred to it as "advanced" time; SO, east-to-west timezones:  EAT, CAT, MAT & PAT ~ sounds like Dr.SeussTime.

By the way, a hole in the fabric of time allows for time~travel.

To be continued ... the 1st Sunday in November.

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

NewYears PRO~crastination

Resolution: to blurblog more/again;

Prediction: Google's spring cleaning will doom Blogger;

Google's continual flux can be difficult to adapt to; SO I expect to migrate to WordPress which has lots of bells&whisles to get use to.

Now, at least, both offer apps for mobile/smartfone.

Thursday, July 04, 2013

Thursday, February 14, 2013

100th annual-versary

In the early 50s, I don't think I was even 8 years old, my father took me to a coal mine.  We took his 1949 Plymouth coupe up Fairview Canyon to the top of Huntington Canyon.  The coal mine had a horse-drawn hopper; I was given a helmet & loaded in the hopper, then with my Dad beside the drover, we headed into the mine shaft.  At the end of the shaft were miners ready to load the hopper with coal from the mine face; while the drover hooked the horse up to the other end of the hopper.  My Dad & I had to walk back-out, up against the wall to avoid the hopper as it came back and forth. (Also there was a crew starting a side tunnel with a drill.)
We couldn't ride-out because at the mine opening, the horse with the drover behind would veer to the side after the drover had pulled a pin releasing the hopper straight-ahead to hit a bumper, dumping the coal into the top of a chute - a coal truck could then be loaded from the chute below.
I wonder about the hazards to the horse; for example, the pin not getting  pulled - a horse once spooked may never work in the mine again.

Addendum:   This blurb not a MyStory but my Dad's story ...  in coal towns like CastleGate, they raised canarys for use in the mines, but there were canarys that never sang - sometimes the canary in the coal mine did not die, it just never sang again.

James A. BELL

HapBday!-)