September 3rd, 2010 by Culley
No matter what you might think or say, I like Ted Nugent. No doubt.. he’s a tough nut, but he is NOT wishy-washy. He calls things the way he sees them and you always know where he stands.
What chuckles me most about this clip is that it’s from KLRU Austin, the virtual epitome of ultra-liberal PBS programming. Kudos to you, KLRU… for airing alternative views. Note the commentator is somewhat outclassed by Nugent’s somewhat dynamic persona.
Sent to me, courtesy of an former student of mine.
Nugent
August 26th, 2010 by Culley
“Faith is being sure of what we hope for
and certain of what we do not see…”
Hebrews 11:1 N.I.V.
As I get older I find myself becoming increasingly interested in that which I cannot see, touch or feel. I am absolutely convinced there is more going in the universe than meets the eye… or the ear… or my sense of touch or taste. It would only stand to reason that if I am a limited being, bound by the corporeal limits of my own physical existence, that there would be more. More than I can perceive in my daily life. Faith is that element which allows me to comprehend this, even if it is only fleeting. Hope is that which I desire for in my heart. Not the hard or supposedly real items of this crude existence, but that which transcends conventional logic and will exist forever, long after all physical evidence of my existence has faded away. That which, deep in my bones I know is how things ought to be… and someday will be.
Even now with all the pain, sorrow and heartache I have experienced in this life, I still have hope in where I am headed, and I have great faith that this school year is going to be awesome! There is no power in the ‘verse that can stop it because I have learned to have faith… and I continue to hold hope in my heart!
Faith and hope; these are a few of my favourite things.
August 21st, 2010 by Culley
Oh come now, come now and rest your road weary eyes upon this idyllic scene.
Witness the both serenity and grandeur of the Tooth of Time Ridge… the iconic skyline of the Philmont Scout Ranch in Cimarron, New Mexico. (The world’s largest summer camp!) Long, long ago I spent a summer living in Rayado Canyon, working on a conservation crew at Philmont. This past June, I saddled The Blue Ox and rode up through the Texas panhandle, through the eastern deserts of New Mexico… onward through the Kiowa National Grasslands all the way to Cimarron. I went to visit a couple of friends of mine who are also Goldwing owners. Steve works in the food services department of Philmont and had invited me up to ride with him too see the ranch.
IT WAS OFF-THE-HOOK, KNEE-WALKING, TURKEY-SLOBBERING, DOOR SLAMMING, AWESOME!! =D, XD, LOL, :-0
See the developing gallery here!
While I was there, I joined an organization called the Philmont Staff Association. (PSA) one of the coolest thing about this recent re-connection with the heart of all that is scouting on this earth is… people send me pictures. REALLY cool pictures. I cleaned this one up just a tad, re-sized it for a wide screen wallpaper background and hastily removed a road sign.
This picture makes me wanna tighten my boots and just wander off into that little draw…
Thanks Steve!
August 17th, 2010 by Culley
August 14th, 2010 by Culley
It’s been awhile since I posted a new manhole cover picture. This is mostly because the largest and most diverse herds of feral manhole covers roam deeply urban environments. For the most part, I do not frequent these.
Captured one this morning.
I really like any shot where I manage to capture Carrie’s sneakers in the frame.
August 12th, 2010 by Culley
Long, long ago… in a galaxy far, far away…
I knew this guy… a Quaker pastor… the D. Seaver…
He’s grandpa now!
August 11th, 2010 by Culley
Let me pause here and ascribe my allegiance and, yes… a certain sense of reverence to Steven Slator.
The Jet Blue flight attendant who had the ilk to stand up for himself…. and by doing so, stood up for all of us.
For all of us that have ever been abused, sued, screwed or overrun by our co-workers and/or employers… our coworkers and/or customers… (IE: students and/or students parents)…
I salute you!
Saaa-luuute!
This man is a modern American Hero.
“Stood up to the man
And gave him “what-for?
The hero odfCanton
The man they call Jane.”
August 10th, 2010 by Culley
Twenty is the the count of the number… and the number of the count is twenty. Thou shall not count to nineteen, unless thy proceedeth onward to twenty. Twenty-one is right-out!
See here!
August 5th, 2010 by Culley
Like some sort of modern day Stonehenge, measuring out the cycles of equinox and solstice, lunar waxing and waning… like the Easter Island heads… stoic grimaces facing toward the rising sun… or the creepily mute black monolith from Stanley Kubrick’s sci-fi classic, 2001: A Space Odyssey… these 48 lb. Dell CPU’s lined up in silent apprehension, signals an event on the calendar by which I measure my life.
For every thing… there is a season.
Today was my first day back at school. I loaded all these, (and some you cannot see) individually onto a cart, wheeled them outside, cracked open the cases and went at the innards with an air compressor. (Hack, hack! Cough, cough!) Buttoned them up and hauled them back inside.
“…the engine’s running a little hot tonight!”
Now it seems it is the season for pulling the network wire for these babies. Done properly, that’ll take about two days! I’ll probably bring the portable DVD and watch the first season of Fringe while I am doing it!
“Hey… that’s Leonard Nimoy…“
Thus are my days… my seasons… and my years constructed.
July 30th, 2010 by Culley
Just in from an absolutely epic summer ride… ran from here up to northern New Mexico. Took some great shots.
I have a gallery working here:
Summer Ride 2010
