Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
2 Things Challenge Yellow/Brick
The 2 Things Challenge for this week is Yellow/Brick. Everybody's first thought has to be something to do with the Wizard of Oz and the yellow brick road. Mine was too, but look as I might, I could not find a yellow brick road. Then I got to thinking about this. My daughter had her first baby on April 21, a bouncing baby boy. Well about a month later she got a hankering. You ever had a hankering. You get something on your mind and you've just got to have it. When Memorial Day rolled around, she had been cooped up in the house basically since February (bed rest before and taking care of Mason after), and she was anxious to get out of town; husband, baby, and all. Getting out of town was one thing, but her real hankering was for dry rubbed ribs. There are plenty of very good barbeque places around central Alabama, but none are really famous for their dry rubbed ribs. Tennessee is the place to go. So on Memorial Day we loaded up the SUV with Gramps, Grammy, Momma, Daddy, Mason, stroller, diaper bag, and of course the camera, and off we go to Chattanooga to Sticky Fingers Restaurant for some of their self proclaimed famous dry rub barbequed ribs. The trip was a real treat, and the barbeque really was very good. While we were eating, I spotted this ad, painted on the building across the alley from the restaurant, and I thought the red and green (and YELLOW) made a nice composition. If you look closely (click on the photo for a much better image), there are some yellow bricks in there, or at least yellow and green bricks. The flower is a magnolia. Can't get much more southern than barbeque, Coca-Cola, and magnolias.
2 Things Challenge Yellow/Brick
Sticky Fingers Coke Sign, Chattanooga, Tennessee
Sunday, July 12, 2009
2 Things Challenge Rusty/Shiny
The 2 Things Challenge this week is Rusty/Shiny. I've done a couple of things with this challenge.
Next are a pair of bolts and nuts. The rusty set is from an old railroad car essentially abandoned and donated to the Heart of Dixie Railroad Museum in Calera, Alabama, not far from my home. I believe the museum is gradually trying to restore some of the old engines and various freight and passenger cars. When I was there though, this car and its rusty bolt were just sitting there, gradually doing their part to increase the entropy of the universe, silent as to its history and not telling its story to anyone.
Now this shiny bolt has a different history. It is not a new bolt. It was already old and itself abandoned in 1967 when I recognized it as stainless steel and rescued it from the scrap pile at the paper mill in Macon, Georgia, where I worked summers while attending Georgia Tech. With the permission of my supervisor I requisitioned a stainless steel nut to fit the old bolt and took it home where I polished off all the old grime and grease and created a shiny paper weight for my desk. This thing has been with me ever since, usually just sitting on my desk, but occasionally letting me take it for a spin as I contemplated some tough problem at work, or just needed to relax for a minute or two. I know its story, or at least most of it, and I do believe it knows mine.
First is a set of train tracks near my house in Wilsonville, Alabama. These tracks are used on a daily basis to haul coal to the nearby power plant. Even though the sides of the rails and the spikes holding them down are very rusty, the tops of the rails are polished shiny smooth by the constant wear of heavy rail cars. The boot? The boot is in fact why I took this photo in the first place, and I'm sure there is a story there, I just have no idea what it is. That's the kind of thing I make up my own story for. What are your ideas?
Next are a pair of bolts and nuts. The rusty set is from an old railroad car essentially abandoned and donated to the Heart of Dixie Railroad Museum in Calera, Alabama, not far from my home. I believe the museum is gradually trying to restore some of the old engines and various freight and passenger cars. When I was there though, this car and its rusty bolt were just sitting there, gradually doing their part to increase the entropy of the universe, silent as to its history and not telling its story to anyone.
Now this shiny bolt has a different history. It is not a new bolt. It was already old and itself abandoned in 1967 when I recognized it as stainless steel and rescued it from the scrap pile at the paper mill in Macon, Georgia, where I worked summers while attending Georgia Tech. With the permission of my supervisor I requisitioned a stainless steel nut to fit the old bolt and took it home where I polished off all the old grime and grease and created a shiny paper weight for my desk. This thing has been with me ever since, usually just sitting on my desk, but occasionally letting me take it for a spin as I contemplated some tough problem at work, or just needed to relax for a minute or two. I know its story, or at least most of it, and I do believe it knows mine.
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