Lake Mead/Hoover Dam
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The Rialto bridge in Venice.
I agree. This 'politically correct" nonsense is ridiculous.
I only use pure Maple syrup anyway.
For all of you who scoff at ghost stories, please don't discredit mine. This is a picture I took of the Julia Lowell room at the Copper Queen Hotel, built at the turn of the last century in the old mining town of Bisbee, Arizona. The hotel is the oldest continuingly-operated hotel in our state. It has a reputation of being infested with ghosts of the past.
Julia was a woman of questionable virtue - a "soiled dove" in the vernacular of the day, who made the hotel her residence. She committed suicide in this room over being jilted by a lover, and sometime after that, a criminal was shot, killed by police in this same room. Men who have stayed in this room have reported that their sleep was disturbed by a woman who wanted to get into bed with them.
On a lark, my wife and I had chosen to stay in this room to see if anything unusual might occur. It did, in spades.
On awakening there one morning, I went into the bathroom, and there on the floor were considerable drops of blood. I had not cut myself while shaving, and my wife was then in her 60s. We wiped it up and reported it to the hotel staff, who found that unremarkable - they just suggested I write about the experience in their "ghost book" which was full of unexplainable incidents. It's since been published.
Just another day in the old hotel.
John
Julia was a woman of questionable virtue - a "soiled dove" in the vernacular of the day, who made the hotel her residence. She committed suicide in this room over being jilted by a lover, and sometime after that, a criminal was shot, killed by police in this same room. Men who have stayed in this room have reported that their sleep was disturbed by a woman who wanted to get into bed with them.
On a lark, my wife and I had chosen to stay in this room to see if anything unusual might occur. It did, in spades.
On awakening there one morning, I went into the bathroom, and there on the floor were considerable drops of blood. I had not cut myself while shaving, and my wife was then in her 60s. We wiped it up and reported it to the hotel staff, who found that unremarkable - they just suggested I write about the experience in their "ghost book" which was full of unexplainable incidents. It's since been published.
Just another day in the old hotel.
John
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Hummer in my gf's back yard in Bellingham WA last Saturday (13th). I made heated feeders for them, hooked up to a thermostat controller which goes on at 28ºF and off at 34º. She says that she's seen them go into torpor ON the feeder. Talk about living on the edge!
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For all of you who scoff at ghost stories, please don't discredit mine. This is a picture I took of the Julia Lowell room at the Copper Queen Hotel, built at the turn of the last century in the old mining town of Bisbee, Arizona. The hotel is the oldest continuingly-operated hotel in our state. It has a reputation of being infested with ghosts of the past.
Julia was a woman of questionable virtue - a "soiled dove" in the vernacular of the day, who made the hotel her residence. She committed suicide in this room over being jilted by a lover, and sometime after that, a criminal was shot, killed by police in this same room. Men who have stayed in this room have reported that their sleep was disturbed by a woman who wanted to get into bed with them.
On a lark, my wife and I had chosen to stay in this room to see if anything unusual might occur. It did, in spades.
On awakening there one morning, I went into the bathroom, and there on the floor were considerable drops of blood. I had not cut myself while shaving, and my wife was then in her 60s. We wiped it up and reported it to the hotel staff, who found that unremarkable - they just suggested I write about the experience in their "ghost book" which was full of unexplainable incidents. It's since been published.
Just another day in the old hotel.
John
Awesome story. Thank you for sharing it with us.
Makes me want to stay in the very room.
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This was from last night. Due to the lack of snow I never got out even once to groom snowmobile trails and I thought I was going to get skunked again this year.
Up on top of the Tusher Mountains got 24 inches of fresh snow in the last 72 hours and there was enough snow at the trailhead to unload the cat so it was a go. I live this job.
If there's a downside to grooming this is it.
Its dark, I'm tired, its freezing outside, the snowcat is covered with snow and ice.
You have to dig out the ice and snow so you can attach the chains to all for corners and then tighten up the chains with chain ratchets.
By the time you're done loading the cat you are seriously asking yourself, "why in the hell do I do this."
Love the pic. Can anyone tell me what the game is?
Old school Transit cops.
Skelsies, Skelly depending on the neighborhood.
My fire pit.
Looks like the fire froze up.
LOL. I was about to remind him that "You have to light it for it to work as expected."
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Some folks have beautiful mountains, some have wildlife, some have breathtaking vistas that one can only dream to see.
Over here on the other hand have this.
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This is down the hill from my shop, they tape Judge Jerry, Jerry Springer, Steve Wilkos, Maury Povich, and so on.
Over here on the other hand have this.
This is down the hill from my shop, they tape Judge Jerry, Jerry Springer, Steve Wilkos, Maury Povich, and so on.
