Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Stormy, Stormy Night

It's the July 4th Weekend and it was a scorcher down here. We had some things to do and met Kenze, Drew and Norah for some shopping and a DQ. When we got home it was a beautiful evening, the pool was too tempting so wandered over for a dip. Out to the South East was a billowing mass of clouds that were pulsating with light.

Quite a light show for the 4th.


This was a very lucky shot.  I just pointed the camera and started shooting every few seconds hoping for this.  And I got it.  In the light area in the upper left hand corner there is a lightning swirl.

Here it is in a cropped close-up.  Who knew bolts went in circles?

Now I suppose you thought sane normal people would get OUT of the pool with lightening and thunder all about.  But my devotion to my readers overwhelmed my good sense and so I kept shooting.  Some of these look different because it was nighttime shooting and I don't know an aperture from an f-stop.  I was putting the camera into all sorts of programs so forgive the unevenness of the pictures.   

For instance this was on some sort of Night Scene fireworks setting...

While this was on some sort of "burst" mode, whatever that means. 

It was a dazzling display and something you might see in a sci-fi movie; one of those where the alien spaceships use clouds to mask their arrival.

While that front was to the west of us, to the north we had this nice little cell coming in.

Another circular bolt.  I always thought bolts went to the closest conductive object.

This is my lame attempt to electrify you with some astounding shots.  I am standing at the doorway of the back porch looking up and by chance caught these two bolts overhead. 


Afternoon thunderstorms, usually generated by the interaction of the Gulf and Atlantic sea breezes, are such a regular occurrence during the summer that the Tampa Bay area is recognized as the "Lightning Capital of North America". Every year, Florida averages 10 deaths and 30 injuries from lightning strikes, with several of these usually occurring in or around Tampa.  Wikipedia

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

I Don't Want the Peacock Lamp Anymore

You might remember my fondness for a Peacock lamp that we saw in a furniture store a few days ago. I was quite smitten with it and thought it would be a great item to have, one of those sort of odd things people have that others talk or laugh about. The only thing that kept me from having it was the $600 price tag.

Well, forget about the peacock, I found a better one. Whilst browsing a local 60's-70's antique shop ( and whatever you do don't call it a thrift store! So say the signs) I spotted this little beauty right next to the cash register blinding me with its bright green light with a red bulb in the center. It awakened in me instantly a childhood recollection of a movie, yes, War of the Worlds. And that's what it is, too. Apparently someone named Joey Manic was hired to create modern weird lamps. He did this as a take-off on the alien spacecraft in that film with Gene Barry.

There it sits.  Hefty price tag, too, but not as much as the peacock.  I must have it, but how?  I just bough appliances for Henderson, and a furnace is next.  Hmmm.  A benefit!!  Or perhaps a raffle.  Maybe we can put on a show.  But, alas, I have no talent, except to sound like Charlie the Tuna underwater.   

Pictures (not mine) from Ebay listing of the same lamp:

This shop also sells its items on Ebay.  Notice the menacing hovering of the light.  The malevolent death rays from the single red eye.

A perfectly menacing front light area.

A stamp on the top says "Joey Manic"

There is also a red light in the housing that lights up.

The on-off switch is in the housing and is a set of keys.  Clever.  The housing has that strong thick metallic look of 50's autos.  I must have it.  I must have it.  I must have it.  I must have it.  I must have it.  If you have one of these in the basement let me know.

Monday, August 29, 2011


Today we give you, for no particular reason, a double helping of Mugshot Monday.  Maybe because its Irene, or perhaps there are just so many weird stupid criminals in St. Pete.  Anyway, today is BOGO day for the blog.

Mugshot Monday

Offense : Threw A Deadly Missile Into/at Within Occupied Vehicle.  Whoa 

How much is that doggie in the window...?

I thought this was a guy with weird hair.  Turns out the guy's name is Traci.

Bad hair day. Uh scratch that, bad hair year.

This 80 year old was arrested for sexual battery.  Perv. Perv with big ears.

Arrested for "inhalation of dangerous substance."  Looks like we caught him too late.

Your getting sleepy...

Mean looking dude.

Whole body art.

I don't know what they are, but they do look nice.  Wouldn't that hurt?

The definition of "craggy-faced."

Mugshot Monday - Hair Edition

Once again we bring you St. Pete's criminal element too stupid to get away with whatever they were doing. Drugs, battery/assault and intoxication seem to be the prevalent offenses. These pictures are posted in the St. Petersburg Times and I provide this for your amusement and security.

Besides the beads this young felon has a star tattooed to his forehead, shaved eyebrows and those popular tear drop tats.  Fetching. 

She loved "Roots".



...uhm, maroon?.

Half and half.


Looks like a giant black Widow spider.

Nice Mohawk, not to be confused with Mulhawk, which is what a certain member of the fam had for a while. 

              Nice little blonde mohawk, and lots of interesting ink work. 

Interesting attempt.  You aren't done with the attempt are ya?

                      This guy has a 'hawk AND one of those lizard back "do's".  I have to tell ya, those lizard spiky thingies that were big drove me crazy.  All I coulod see were those lizards we saw in the movies that were really decked out geckos, and how their splines would rise when threatened.  But that's just me. 

                                            Somewhere Over the Rainbow.

I think its safe to say no human has ever naturally had hair like this.  Perhaps Golden Retrievers.

Friday, August 26, 2011

Flashback Friday - Mr. Blythe Goes To Washington

In July between High School graduation and my entry as a freshman at Iowa Wesleyan I went with Seaton buddy Ivan Ewing to visit Civil War battlefields and Washington DC.   Ivan was a big CW buff and I'd never been anywhere so off we went.  It was right after our last softball game of the summer.  While much is blurred now by time I do recall going to Gerald Ford's Congressional office and telling some staffer I was from Kalamazoo in order to gain an audience.  I was told he was back home, so I struck out there.  I also remember thinking Pennsylvania was beautiful. 

No fancy camera in those days.  This is a non-zoom picture so you get an idea of how far away you are when you see the White House from this angle.

I am atop the Washington monument.  This is the Jefferson Memorial.

Another shot from the Washington memorial.  You can see part of the Mall and the Capitol Building.

The Washington Memorial.  I can't remember much about the more mundane aspects of the trip like price of gas, or cost of going up or parking.  Ivan drove all the time, and I apparently had enough money since I didn't need any more sent from home. 

That's the Lincoln Memorial

I was quite smitten by the iconic Lincoln Memorial.  Simple, and if I remember correctly there isn't much else there except some more inscriptions etched into the stone.  I also remember the reverence, everyone was quiet, like they were at a funeral home viewing someone. 

We skittered away from the tour and wandered the halls of Congress on our own.  Today we would have been searched, scanned, frisked, felt up, felt down and with my little incident in high school, likely shown the door out, or worse.

It's a beautiful city and if given another chance to go I'd like to spend a week at the Smithsonian.  Hey Ivan, you up for another road trip?

One of my favorite pictures of the trip.  I caught the dome and sun at the perfect time; a fascinating angle and with the flag waving, thought it was a good amateur snapshot.

Of course they didn't have security in those days.  You could wander the place pretty freely.

Me standing in front of a statue somewhere, I can't remember where. 

Only picture of me on the trip.  A skinny kid from a small town in the big city.  I didn't have the cognitive wherewithal at the time, but this was the moment when I should have known that with college in the Fall I was growing up and ready to take on adult responsibilities.  The trip opened my eyes to the big world I lived in and the incredible possibility for adventure.  I couldn't have known then the roads I would take out of that small town,  where those roads would take me, the things I'd do and see, but always, always a small town kid.