Wandering .....Caanan Mountain

Two days, Two Tournaments.....

Brandon took a much needed break from Horseshoe pitching.....

but he's back with a vengeance.....

Friday night was the Southern Open. Brandon played in the Adult class and forced a play off for first place, he finished in second place and stirred up a few old men.... not all of the adults have seen him pitch and when they play him it is quite a surprise for them!

On Saturday he played in the Saint George Invitational (Junior class) and walked a way with First Place, High Tournament ringer average, and a personal best ringer percentage.....

I think most will remember his name from now on....

“ Eunuchs of the world unite - you have nothing to lose ! ”

Heartbeat At Death

On October 31, 1938, John Deering took a last drag on his cigarette, sat down in a chair, and allowed a prison guard to place a black hood over his head and pin a target to his chest. Next the guard attached electronic sensors to Deering's wrists.

Deering had volunteered to participate in an experiment, the first of its kind, to have his heartbeat recorded as he was shot through the chest by a firing squad.

The prison physician, Dr. Stephen Besley, figured that since Deering was being executed anyway, science might as well benefit from the event. Perhaps some valuable information about the effect of fear on the heart could be learned.

The electrocardiogram immediately disclosed that, despite Deering's calm exterior, his heart was beating like a jackhammer at 120 beats per minute. The sheriff gave the order to fire, and Deering's heartbeat raced up to 180 beats per minute.

Then four bullets ripped into his chest, knocking him back in his chair. One bullet bore directly into the right side of his heart. For four seconds his heart spasmed. A moment later it spasmed again. Then the rhythm gradually declined until, 15.4 seconds after the first shot, Deering's heart stopped.

The next day Dr. Besley offered the press a eulogy of sorts for Deering: "He put on a good front. The electrocardiograph film shows his bold demeanor hid the actual emotions pounding within him. He was scared to death."

National Parks Will Close to the Public But Stay Open to Drilling if Government Shuts Down

Effective immediately upon a lapse in appropriations, the National Park Service will take all necessary steps to close and secure national park facilities and grounds in order to suspend all activities except for those that are essential to respond to emergencies involving the safety of human life or the protection of property…Where ever possible, park roads will be closed and access will be denied.

Close roads and access ? Well shit, that will close down half the fucking state!

Earth First Journal

Beyond the wall....

Beyond the wall of the unreal city, beyond the security fence topped mutilated rivers, beyond the rage of lies that poisons the air, there is another world waiting for you. It is the old true world of the deserts, the mountains, the forests, the islands, the shores, the open plains. Go there. Be there. Walk gently and quietly deep within it.

Virgin River Petrogylphs - early morning scamble

Virgin River Petroglyphs - early morning scramble

Virgin River Petroglyphs - early morning scramble

Virgin River Petroglyphs - early morning scramble

Nasa revealed life on mars

“They tell us, sir, that we are weak..."

"...unable to cope with so formidable an adversary. But when shall we be stronger?

Will it be the next week, or the next year? Will it be when we are totally disarmed, and when a British American guard shall be stationed in every house?

Shall we gather strength by irresolution and inaction?

Shall we acquire the means of effectual resistance by lying supinely on our backs and hugging the delusive phantom of hope, until our enemies shall have bound us hand and foot?

Sir, we are not weak if we make a proper use of those means which the God of nature hath placed in our power.”

- Patrick Henry

Sun Dial...

A couple of beers, a beautiful sunny day, and a couple of buckets of earth.....

“Gonna have to give myself a mental enema when we get back to the TARDIS.”

Fredonia Arizona....what a strange place to see this, in the eerie glow of the predawn....

Who are the ancient figures that sleep in the old priory? What are the monsters that prowl the woods after sunset? What is the light that glows in the disused lighthouse on Black Island?

Sometimes I just can not help myself...

Don’t Believe In Anybody Else’s BS......or even your own....

Did you happen to see the Harvest moom ?

THUNDERPAW In the ashes of fire mountain

During a thunderstorm, a lot of dogs may think the world is ending, but in Jen Lee's webcomic Thunderpaw, two dogs are faced with a bona fide cataclysm. After being left in a car by their owners, they must gather all of their strength to survive the trippy horrors of the crumbling world and find their way home.

THUNDERPAW

The Pediculus humanis corporis Lab

Being infested with body lice (Pediculus humanis corporis) is not only unpleasant, but also potentially deadly, since lice are carriers of typhus. During World War II, medical authorities feared that the spread of lice among civilian refugees might cause a widespread typhus epidemic, leading to millions of deaths (as had happened in World War I). In an attempt to prevent this, in 1942 the Rockefeller Foundation, in collaboration with the federal government, funded the creation of a Louse Lab whose purpose was to study the biology of the louse and to find an effective means of preventing infestation. The Lab, located in New York City, was headed by Davis, a public health researcher, and Wheeler, an entomologist.

The first task for the Louse Lab was to obtain a supply of lice. They achieved this by collecting lice off a patient in the alcoholic ward of Bellevue Hospital. Then they kept the lice alive by allowing them to feed on the arms of medical students (who had volunteered for the job). In this way, the lab soon had a colony of thousands of lice. They determined that the lice were free of disease since the med students didn't get sick.

Next they had to find human hosts willing to serve as experimental subjects. For this they initially turned to homeless people, aka Bowery Bums, living in the surrounding city, whom they paid $7 each in return for agreeing first to be infected by the Louse Lab's lice and next to test experimental anti-louse powders. Unfortunately, the homeless people proved to be uncooperative subjects who often didn't follow the instructions given to them. Frustrated, Davis and Wheeler began to search for other, more reliable subjects.

Soon they identified conscientious objectors (COs) as potential guinea pigs. The Selective Training and Service Act of 1940 allowed young men with religious objections to fighting to serve their country in alternative, nonviolent ways. They were put to work domestically at jobs such as building roads and dams, harvesting timber, or fighting forest fires. In 1942, prompted by the example of the British government, it occurred to U.S. officials that these young men were also a potential pool of experimental subjects for research, and they began to be made available to scientists for this purpose.

In theory the COs were always given a choice about whether or not to serve as guinea pigs. However, controversy lingers about how voluntary their choice really was since their options were limited (be a guinea pig for science, or do back-breaking manual labor). But for their part, the COs were often quite eager to volunteer for experiments. Sensitive to accusations that they were cowardly and unpatriotic, the experiments offered these young men a chance to do something that seemed more heroic than manual labor.

Eventually COs participated in a wide variety of experiments (perhaps the most famous of these was the Great Starvation Experiment conducted in Minnesota), but Davis and Wheeler (with their lice) were the first researchers to use American COs as experimental subjects.

Camp Liceum

Tourism......

“Industrial tourism is a threat to the national parks. But the chief victims of the system are the motorized tourists. They are being robbed and robbing themselves. So long as they are unwilling to crawl out of their cars they will not discover the treasures of the national parks and will never escape the stress and turmoil of the urban-suburban complexes which they had hoped, presumably, to leave behind for a while.”