Monday, September 28, 2009

Here is the ironing board that the raccoons like to knock over every night, rousting from a sound sleep those of us just on the other side of the wall --that would be Bob and I (diagram that). Those raccon fellows are FAT. Just the guys? I cannot say.

Now, for being "of a certain age" (in her 80s), my mother looks a heck of a lot more with it than I feel, many days. So true. Lake Michgan, September 09.

Cooling Towers

I have become curious about cooling towers: a failed engineer, I?

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Work fashion

Perhaps not for the standard 9 to 5, but how about this work corset inspired by Carhartt Work Clothiing. The elegance of a corset, the durability of a work belt. Go, burning man.

Tuesday, September 08, 2009

The Bay Bridge Opens

Meant to take the ferry this morning, from Jack London to San Francisco. Heading that way by car, a rare experience, I saw a sign that the Bay Bridge was OPEN, earlier than expected. It had been closed since Friday, all of Labor Day weekend, with many things done to it, including a span move and repair to an old something-or-other that cracked. So I jumped on, at 6:30 am, getting to work far too early. But still, quite the traffic treat.

Saturday, September 05, 2009

Corn's in Season: Back home again in Indiana, heading for great lake waters. On the way back, on quiet state roads, comes a scene I have never seen in my long life: a tall, flat-bed corn picker moving quickly along the row by the roadside, drawn by five horses, three in back and two in front. Leading was a strong-looking no-nonsense fellow, with two little boys standing alongside, holding on to a vertical bar. There are different lives out there, some in the US minus electricity and oil, by choice. No stopping for a photo, I, perhaps respecting Amish culture.