Chunky Stool
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I love the boring channel.
It is relaxing to watch this guy work.
This one is also good...
It is relaxing to watch this guy work.
This one is also good...
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raratt
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lokie
Well-Known Member
All Aboard.... for the Road Trip recap!
Recent postings were a real time representation of my mood, attitude and situation as events unfolded on
our recent missadventure Friday 5/14/21 .
I had left my laptop at home and there was too much heavy shit going down to "Phone it In"
We chose Chattanooga Tn. for the sole purpose of a steam train excursion.
At check in to the hotel, around 10:00 pm, the attendant recommended that we reconsider taking a non smoking room over the smoking room requested.
"That section gets rough, you may like the non smoking section better."
So we took what was offered and the adventure began.
While walking the dogs there were many characters of the night to traverse.
One car stopped and the driver hissed "PSSSt, hey". I turned the other way and just kept smoking. The dogs stayed calm as did I.
Maybe he wanted to sell, maybe he wanted to buy? I had nothing to sell and wanted nothing out on that corner.
Through the rest of the night we were serenaded by random chorus of cursing outside of our window. Puddin Head and Tuther Boy let them know that we had no interest in their presence.
The "Shady Rest" and restless natives would have been enough to seek other accommodations but the topper of the morning was
when it started raining in the bathroom.
The only way I am willing to share a shower is in person. We checked out.
As tensions heightened we, with anguish, suffered several phone calls with hotels to get new reservations.
There is a mini story within just getting new accommodations that I will not bore you with.
Be assured that my swearing capabilities were utilized.
Back on track.
The first Train excursion at 9:00 AM was missed. New reservations for 4:00 PM were made.
Our evening plans were also rescheduled, now we would be staying an additional night.
Gratuitous cussing added here.
Searching for lunch was an adventure by itself.
We drove around looking for local restaurants. Some were closed or not what we wanted for lunch.
Just driving around to look was not working so "Google".
The first diner google took us to had bars on all entrances and exits including windows.
We drove on by.
Closer to 2:00 PM we were lucky enough to find The Boathouse.
The Boathouse gets 5 stars *****.
The Salmon Bisque, Oysters Rockefeller and New Orleans BBQ style shrimp where awesome and worth writing home about.
Highly recommended to the seafood loving traveler.
After eating it was noticed that the Subaru need gas too. That fucker was flatlined. the digital reading of miles to empty read "-----"
Knowing the recent pipeline ordeal would play a role in finding gas it was no surprise that more than one
station was out of gas.
The third station was a winner. I started filling the tank. When the meter hit $0.99 the pump shut down. WTF
It was time to roll another one.
Stay tuned for the next recap post called
"Fuck Me".
or
"Chattanooga Choo Choo Or Bust"
To be continued.
Recent postings were a real time representation of my mood, attitude and situation as events unfolded on
our recent missadventure Friday 5/14/21 .
I had left my laptop at home and there was too much heavy shit going down to "Phone it In"
We chose Chattanooga Tn. for the sole purpose of a steam train excursion.
The drive was longer than our occasional jaunts, but was uneventful.
At check in to the hotel, around 10:00 pm, the attendant recommended that we reconsider taking a non smoking room over the smoking room requested.
"That section gets rough, you may like the non smoking section better."
So we took what was offered and the adventure began.
While walking the dogs there were many characters of the night to traverse.
One car stopped and the driver hissed "PSSSt, hey". I turned the other way and just kept smoking. The dogs stayed calm as did I.
Maybe he wanted to sell, maybe he wanted to buy? I had nothing to sell and wanted nothing out on that corner.
Through the rest of the night we were serenaded by random chorus of cursing outside of our window. Puddin Head and Tuther Boy let them know that we had no interest in their presence.
The "Shady Rest" and restless natives would have been enough to seek other accommodations but the topper of the morning was
when it started raining in the bathroom.
The only way I am willing to share a shower is in person. We checked out.
As tensions heightened we, with anguish, suffered several phone calls with hotels to get new reservations.
There is a mini story within just getting new accommodations that I will not bore you with.
Be assured that my swearing capabilities were utilized.
Back on track.
The first Train excursion at 9:00 AM was missed. New reservations for 4:00 PM were made.
Our evening plans were also rescheduled, now we would be staying an additional night.
Gratuitous cussing added here.
Searching for lunch was an adventure by itself.
We drove around looking for local restaurants. Some were closed or not what we wanted for lunch.
Just driving around to look was not working so "Google".
The first diner google took us to had bars on all entrances and exits including windows.
Closer to 2:00 PM we were lucky enough to find The Boathouse.
The Boathouse gets 5 stars *****.
The Salmon Bisque, Oysters Rockefeller and New Orleans BBQ style shrimp where awesome and worth writing home about.
Highly recommended to the seafood loving traveler.
After eating it was noticed that the Subaru need gas too. That fucker was flatlined. the digital reading of miles to empty read "-----"
Knowing the recent pipeline ordeal would play a role in finding gas it was no surprise that more than one
station was out of gas.
The third station was a winner. I started filling the tank. When the meter hit $0.99 the pump shut down. WTF
It was time to roll another one.
Stay tuned for the next recap post called
"Fuck Me".
or
"Chattanooga Choo Choo Or Bust"
To be continued.
OMG I almost forgot why I hated traveling! Thank youAll Aboard.... for the Road Trip recap!
Recent postings were a real time representation of my mood, attitude and situation as events unfolded on
our recent missadventure Friday 5/14/21 .
I had left my laptop at home and there was too much heavy shit going down to "Phone it In"
We chose Chattanooga Tn. for the sole purpose of a steam train excursion.
The drive was longer than our occasional jaunts, but was uneventful.
At check in to the hotel, around 10:00 pm, the attendant recommended that we reconsider taking a non smoking room over the smoking room requested.
"That section gets rough, you may like the non smoking section better."
So we took what was offered and the adventure began.
While walking the dogs there were many characters of the night to traverse.
One car stopped and the driver hissed "PSSSt, hey". I turned the other way and just kept smoking. The dogs stayed calm as did I.
Maybe he wanted to sell, maybe he wanted to buy? I had nothing to sell and wanted nothing out on that corner.
Through the rest of the night we were serenaded by random chorus of cursing outside of our window. Puddin Head and Tuther Boy let them know that we had no interest in their presence.
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The "Shady Rest" and restless natives would have been enough to seek other accommodations but the topper of the morning was
when it started raining in the bathroom.
View attachment 4906380
The only way I am willing to share a shower is in person. We checked out.
As tensions heightened we, with anguish, suffered several phone calls with hotels to get new reservations.
There is a mini story within just getting new accommodations that I will not bore you with.
Be assured that my swearing capabilities were utilized.
Back on track.
View attachment 4906387
The first Train excursion at 9:00 AM was missed. New reservations for 4:00 PM were made.
View attachment 4907139
Our evening plans were also rescheduled, now we would be staying an additional night.
Gratuitous cussing added here.
Searching for lunch was an adventure by itself.
View attachment 4906958
We drove around looking for local restaurants. Some were closed or not what we wanted for lunch.
Just driving around to look was not working so "Google".
The first diner google took us to had bars on all entrances and exits including windows.We drove on by.
Closer to 2:00 PM we were lucky enough to find The Boathouse.
View attachment 4906961
The Boathouse gets 5 stars *****.
The Salmon Bisque, Oysters Rockefeller and New Orleans BBQ style shrimp where awesome and worth writing home about.
Highly recommended to the seafood loving traveler.
After eating it was noticed that the Subaru need gas too. That fucker was flatlined. the digital reading of miles to empty read "-----"
Knowing the recent pipeline ordeal would play a role in finding gas it was no surprise that more than one
station was out of gas.
The third station was a winner. I started filling the tank. When the meter hit $0.99 the pump shut down. WTF
It was time to roll another one.
View attachment 4907138
Stay tuned for the next recap post called
"Fuck Me".
View attachment 4907163
or
"Chattanooga Choo Choo Or Bust"
View attachment 4907162
To be continued.
cannabineer
Ursus marijanus
The Darwin Fish
and other scenes from a winter’s day in late May.
and other scenes from a winter’s day in late May.
lokie
Well-Known Member
You and me too.
I'm done traveling, until the next trip comes my way.
Must be some Gypsy and Nomad in my DNA.
doublejj
Well-Known Member
I feel you. It's like watching the grass grow....grab a seatI love the boring channel.
It is relaxing to watch this guy work.
This one is also good...
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raratt
Well-Known Member
#1 a tadpole with legs.
cannabineer
Ursus marijanus
Here is photointel from two weeks ago.
Despite massive reinforcements hastily erected by the ant agonists, the photo plainly depicts the consequences of division-level ground commitment by Quail Force. Over the next few days, evidence was observed of rapid repair of the site, followed by saturation-level ground action by the aggressor.
An overflight today reveals a devastated infrastructure with zero activity by any elements of the defending force. Analysts conclude that the occupying force is exhausted and probably exterminated.
Quail Force task groups continue to be sighted in the theater. It is now believed that they utilized ant assets in a most direct manner, and that (in the pithy phrase uttered by a senior NCO) they are now nothing but windblown quail shit.
This office is reluctant to declare this engagement to be decisively concluded.
@Singlemalt
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BarnBuster
Virtually Unknown Member
'Whitest White' Paint Beats the Heat
A new nanomaterial mixture lets surfaces release more heat than they absorb
cannabineer
Ursus marijanus
I want that'Whitest White' Paint Beats the Heat
A new nanomaterial mixture lets surfaces release more heat than they absorbwww.scientificamerican.com
Metasynth
Well-Known Member
“I tried this new paint on my house... it worked great, makes my home a lot cooler!
But for some reason, my swimming pool spontaneously combusted. Weird, huh?”
cannabineer
Ursus marijanus
Cloud art from earlier today.
And some cloud comets
And some cloud comets
cannabineer
Ursus marijanus
And a circumzenital arc
cannabineer
Ursus marijanus
Well dang. I learned it H-less but that doesn’t make me rigt.You dropped your H sweetie
"circumzenithal"
richtig
cannabineer
Ursus marijanus
Arc is gone, but then this sublime weirdness.
