This shot continues my nostalgia role. I took this shot some years ago from the Aldridge Creek Green-way in southeast Huntsville near Ditto Landing.
Railroad
On Tuesday, the new president will be elected.
Editorials • Gestapo • Looking Back
The offense was strictly taboo, and as class president I immediately considered it my responsibility to correct the problem. I turned around and headed up three or four flights of bleachers and down the row, grabbing the flag pole and demanding that it be relinquished into my custody.
My Home’s In Alabama, Southern Cornbread
Editorials • Huntsville • Snapshots
I guess if you escort your kid to the park, if you can avoid an argument with gunfire, you can keep an eye the kid. But, if you want to introduce you kid to the seedy underside of low level gang activity, or maybe worse, just turn ’em loose to hang out there.
Huntsville • Photography
I would like to tell you about all the planning and expensive equipment that went into capturing this shot, well actually two shots, but I really can’t. It was strictly serendipity.
60 Seconds • Huntsville
Of course, the passenger train hasn’t stopped at the Huntsville Depot for many years, and
although freight trains still run down this track, little freight is downloaded
here anymore either.
So, what is a feminazi anyway? Well, for those none-the-wiser, the feminazi’s are a hard core bunch of bull-dike females who broke loose the chains of genteel, princess-like womanhood to morph, not unlike the Hulk, into the she-male leaders of the not exactly human Bonobo monkey tribe. They specialized, during their hey-day, in the sometimes abusive indoctrination of innocent young children into their anti-procreation doctrine sometimes referred to as “Fifty ways to kill your baby.” These pants wearing she-males don’t make Planned Parenthood videos, no siree, they cut to the chase and instead of Fruit-loops or Cheerios, they eat baby parts for breakfast. They are the most extreme of cultural icons, who spearheaded the “pro-choice” movement.