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Can you dig the super see-thru polyester man?

 

How cool were YOU in 1972, and what’s the whackiest thing you ever wore, besides to a fancy-dress party?

I never had an Afro but by God I had the jumpsuits — two purple ones in my wardrobe at the same time, and a purple hot pants and skirt set alongside those.


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Had the platform shoes, too — black patent leather — but they were such a bitch to wear I needed a man on EACH arm.
If you’ve never stepped into those, just imagine trying to walk very far in ski boots and you’ll get the idea — your feet are too far from the ground to have any traction.

So anyway after seeing how that hobbled me I said to hell with it and gave the shoes to a cross-dressing friend; who was delighted.

But seriously, were you ever committed enough to fashion to wear a bump knit shrink with 100% texturised acetate?

 

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Chernobyl from the inside

 
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Elena Filatova is a real-life hero of mine.

She explores abandoned places and has been especially admired for her observations on Chernobyl.
Having been born in Prypiat, nearby, she has returned there several times, and published this elegant, moving and very reflective illustrated essay (click pix or title) in 2004 — 18 years after the disaster.

Other subjects she explores at her website are equally taboo — places of death and incarceration, including the gulag, for example — and she is so outspoken about politics, and so independent that a reader can’t help worrying for her safety at times.


Here’s a taste (the captions are hers):


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My favourite are roads that haven’t been ridden for years.
Sometimes, I leave a log on the road to see if someone else will travel here.
When I return in a year or two, seeing my log has not been moved suggests that I still have no followers.


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Chernobyl is so easily forgotten because it was only known to ourselves.
In the first years after the accident we didn’t want to share our story with the world, now we can not share it, we hardly remember it ourselves.
All that remains of the tragic tale is a memory, weak and disfigured by time.

In the future, indifference of people will smother the few remaining embers until at last they too are extinguished.
After that Chernobyl will always remain inside knowledge of a few eminent individuals and the sole property of nature.


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Now here’s a little extra for you, Cloggo: Elena Filativa travels by motorbike and uses the nickname Kiddofspeed


She writes about her mode of travel:

I have ridden all my life and over the years I have owned several different motorbikes.
I ended my search for a perfect bike with a big kawasaki ninja, that boasts a mature 147 horse power, some serious bark, is fast as a bullet and comfortable for a long trips.
I travel a lot and one of my favorite destinations leads North from Kiev, towards so called Chernobyl “dead zone”, which is 130kms from my home.

Why my favorite? Because one can take long rides there on empty roads.
The people there all left and nature is blooming. There are beautiful woods and lakes.
In places where roads have not been travelled by trucks or army vehicles, they are in the same condition they were 20 years ago — except for an occasional blade of grass or some tree that discovered a crack to spring through.
Time does not ruin roads, so they may stay this way until they can be opened to normal traffic again … a few centuries from now.

 

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Italian photographer Federico Erra here

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There is only one healing force, and that is nature.

Arthur Schopenhauer

 

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Blobbing, not blogging

It’s feet up, slumming on Facebook and resting the eyeballs on the beauty of nature time here — ie, the end of a grinding work week, with sleep cut too much every day. (End result zombiedom)

So please enjoy this picture of jellyfish and i’ll be back a bit later wih something about hot 70s fashion, something about music that moves me and definitely some eye candy for lovers of peace and harmony.

I do love my Tumble buddies, and like to keep you all feed with something.

;=)

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Getting Pernickety

 


Cloggo writes:

I can see I’m on a long hard road finding footwear for pernickity Perky Boobs …

 

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… though I feel sure the riding crop that comes with them will appeal to Nana Tourettes if not to kind hearted Dink herself

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And tks, Cloggo. I now have a new nick for Dink — Pernickety Boobs

(captured your trademark zz too; always the sign of an authentic “Cloggo”)

 

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eversonpoe:

unknownskywalker:

Have you ever wondered what your web page sounds like?

The codeorgan analyses the *body* content of any web page and translates that content into music. The codeorgan uses a complex algorithm to define the key, synth style and drum pattern most appropriate to the page content.

Go give it a try: www.codeorgan.com

 

No offence to you, EP, but what a ridiculous idea. And my Tumblr page sounded dreadful — ie, all over the place.
After that my SU one was relatively harmonious, with even a hint of churchiness thanks to the Hammond organ.

LOL!

 

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llbwwb:

Oh no! A hugh black bird just flew right by my bedroom window! It looked black,with white tipss on it’s wing feathers.About a 6 ft. wing span! So close I could have reached out and touched it!It scared me to death,so I jumped up and loked out the window.Then it was flying higher,but it drove down and came right by my window again! The deck is under my window. Thats where the kittens come.

I don’t know if this bird is a Vulture,or a Hawk or Eagle. I looked out over all the snow to make sure I don’t see a dead kitten.Don’t see anything.If it is a bird of prey,it may be after the kittens.Maybe that’s why the kittens eye looked strange last nite? I don’t dare call the kittens with this big bird circling around my house. I’ve seen birds like this before,but never down so low that I could touch it. Now I don’t know if a kitten has died and the bird is a Vulture,or it’s a Bird of Prey,trying to catch a kitten??

 

I agree with you, Lynne. It ain’t right for birds to eat kittens.
Although, why aren’t they (the kittens, I mean) inside by the fire?
Please keep us posted on this and send good news soon!

 

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Too much Lady Gaga? What to do about the deluge?

 

 

I love Lady Gaga but can’t take this constant invasion of my dashboard much longer.
To keep or drop? What do you, say, people?

I wish we could customise what lands in our dashboard, or have it sorted intelligently as in Google Reader. Because I don’t want the likes of a Stumbot (any post) or a Scott Grand yarn to get buried in the avalanche.


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Not so hidden message … cutbacks are in progress here to try and maintain some balance.

As I see it, it is thousands of keystrokes and some pause for reflection unfairly pitted against pictures that required nothing more than hitting “reblog” and “post”, and that’s not a fair deal for words.

 

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