Views of the Neighborhood – Corvette and Mustang Show

As the headline says, there is a Corvette and Mustang show here in Lakeway. We need to load the bus and then disembark at the display space when we get there. We will be setting up a buffet for your pleasure. Today we are serving cracked stone crab claws, fresh asparagus, fingerling roasted potatoes, station carved standing rib roast with horseradish aioli, fresh-caught sea bass, saffron rice pilaf, and assorted cakes and homemade vanilla ice cream for dessert. There are assorted wines and top-shelf liqueurs. We also have Lady Antebellum for your entertainment.

So everyone get on board, and let’s go.

Views of the Neighborhood

A vintage corvette. I’m sorry, but I didn’t get the exact years on a lot of these. This one is from the 80s.

Here is a new model.

If you ever wondered what a turbocharged Corvette looks like without its clothes, here’s one for you.

A 1980 Corvette. Hard to believe it is 40 years old.

A 1987 Corvette with special paint.

A 1979 Corvette with the Stingray emblem.

Two vintage Mustangs from about 1985.

A red 2019 Shelby Cobra flanked by two late-model Mustangs.

A 1965 Mustang GT that is 55 years old and looks brand new.

Another 80s model Mustang convertible.

1968 Mustang GT

Amazing color.

Unusual paint (US AIR Force) and custom doors on a 2020.

2020 convertible

About a 2008 Shelby Mustang.

Well, that is the tour. Stay have some more food and listen to the music. I hope you have a great week

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt – Last Thing I Put in the Fridge

 

 

It is Stream of Consciousness Saturday time again, and Here is Linda Hill with this week’s prompt. She is carrying a big bag, so I’m guessing she has some whopper of a prompt.

“Hi, Linda.Looks like a big prompt.”

“Xray eyes?”

“No, it’s just that it’s a big parcel.”

“Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “the last thing you put in your fridge.” Start your post with the last thing you put in your fridge. Let your mind wander from there. Enjoy!”

“Um, thanks, Linda.”

“See ya, John. Haircut warning.”

If you would like to participate in this joy, visit Linda’s blog and read how easy it is. Here is the link. https://lindaghill.com/2020/11/20/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-nov-21-2020/

 

The last thing I put in the fridge by John W. Howell © 2020

“Deep yogurt.”

“Huh?”

“I’m in deep yogurt.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I’m having trouble coming up with something to write about yogurt.”

“Why do you need to write about yogurt?”

“It’s the Stream of Consciousness prompt.”

“Yogurt? Goodness, the Hillster is really reaching.”

“No, no, no. She didn’t give yogurt as a prompt. We are supposed to write about the last thing we put in the fridge.”

“Yogurt was the last thing?”

“Yes, and what can you say about yogurt.”

“You could talk about flavor.”

“Vanilla.”

“Hmmm. Type.”

“Greek.”

“Yeah, well, I see your point. Maybe make up a story with yogurt in it.”

“And lose the reader entirely.”

“Well, with that prompt, you are going to lose them anyway.”

“Maybe a poem? I could incorporate yogurt into a poem.”

“Oh yeah. I can hear the Pulitzer committee calling right now.”

“Let me try.”

“Go for it.”

“‘I woke this morning.'”

“Going for a Haiku?”

“Yes. Hold on. Here’s the next line. ‘Confused as to what to write.”‘

“Um, okay.”

“Big finish now. ‘Picked yogurt, it’s deep.'”

“I think I would pass this week.”

“Why? It’s a good poem.”

“I don’t want you to embarrass yourself.”

“I’m going with it.”

“All righty then. I’m leaving.”

“Where you. going?”

“All this talk of yogurt has made me hungry.”

“For yogurt.”

“Heavens no. Thinking of a double bacon cheeseburger on a pretzel bun.”

“With fries?”

“Supersized.”

“Animal.”

“Want to come?”

“And leave my yogurt?”

“Suit yourself.”

“I’ll drive.”

 

Friday JohnKu – AKA – TGIF

 

“What’s going on you two?”
“I want the chipmunk toy and Twiggy won’t share.”
“Um-hum. Twiggy?”
“Well, I guess.”
“It’s Friday Ladies. Time for fun.”
“Chipmunk is fun.”

It is Friday and hopefully, you are as glad as Twiggy. We can now look forward to a couple of days to recharge. At least that’s what I do.

Not too much going on this week. We have increasing cases of Rona (I believe I know her well enough to call her by her nickname) and our county just upped the severity level to four. That means restaurants and bars need to go back to 50% occupancy and large gatherings discouraged. The parks remain open so mostly it is business as usual.

This weekend is the anniversary of the assassination of John F. Kennedy. It was over fifty years ago but to those of us who were in college at the time will never forget those days. The country came to a standstill as we mourned the death of the man we considered as “Our President.” Now the event has passed into history and those of us who were there are relics as well.

Today’s John KU talks about history. I hope you all have a great weekend.

Events by John W. Howell © 2020

We live through events,

That remain with us always . . .

History are us.

Thursday – A Little Personal – Lucy and Twiggy and Courage

Lucy and Twiggy

“Lucy it’s Thursday. What should we do today?”

“You know the Boss takes photos on Thursday. I guess we should stand by.”

“I’ll tell you what I’m not going to do is chase that ball. it hasn’t been washed in ages.”

“I hear you, Little One. Hey, come here there is something at the fence.”

“What is it?”

“Not sure. I have my ear on it but hard to identify.”

“I don’t see anything.”

“There is some kind of funk smell here.”

“Maybe if I go on point the thing will flush out. I learned this in Field and Stream.”

“First off you are not a pointer. Secondly, that works in a field, not our yard.”

“Okay but I think it worked. There is something in the trees.”

“I’m still thinking no tree creature could make this smell.”

“So what do we do, Lucy?”

“Look we need to remain calm. Obviously, this is a mystery.”

“Whoa. What the heck was that noise.”

“If I didn’t know better I would say Cheeta, Little one.”

“What do you mean, ‘know better? There it is again.'”

“SHUSH. We need to prepare ourselves. I think we are surrounded.”

“I don’t hear anything anymore?”

“Don’t worry. I made it up. The Boss asked me what I thought would make a good storyline.”

Lucy and Twiggy

“You had me going there. So this was just for a photoshoot?”

“Yup. Wait a minute. What’s that noise?”

Wednesday Story Day – AKA Hump Day

 

“Twiggy, what are you doing?”
“Keeping my mind off Friday. I’m smelling the roses.”
“Great idea. Those are snapdragons though.”

 

It is Wednesday Story Day, and last week, we learned the plan to have American agents pick up Carolyn from the French and take her back to. The US in a private airplane. The question came up about the identity of the driver who was taking Carolyn to Paris. Pricilla asked her contact in the FBI if it was possible to ID the driver. The contact indicated that a satellite pass was coming up and would get back to her. I see her zoom call with her contact has begun. We better get back.

“Thomas here, Winters. What have we got?”

“We did get a shot of the driver, and we are running his image through the facial rec software.”

“How long?”

“A matter of minutes if this guy has a record. If no record, then almost impossible.”

“Yeah, I get that. I’m secretly hoping he is clean.”

“For Ms. Popović’s sake, I hope so too. Uh oh. I just got the info. Let me look at it a second.”

“That does not sound good.”

“Hmmm.”

“What does hmmm mean?”

“We have a problem.”

“Tell me.”

“It looks like the guy driving the car is one Andre Terrian with several AKA monikers. Long story short, he is a thug with ties to organized crime.”

“Any outstanding warrants?”

“No, unfortunately. Otherwise, the authorities could pick him up.”

“Couldn’t we call it suspicion of kidnapping of Carolyn?”

“There’s no evidence, and if Carolyn hired him, we would all end up with international egg on our face.”

“But we would have Carolyn.”

“Don’t forget the French Police Nationale are going to grab her anyway.”

“Yea, I got a little carried away. Do you think this thug intends on following Carolyn’s orders or is maybe working for Cortez?”

“There is no record here of Terrian being associated with Cortez. He’s pretty much a French thug.”

“it still makes me uncomfortable.”

“I know what you mean. Once they get off that train at Coquilles, we will all breathe better.”

“So, the train trip is about how long?”

“About 35 minutes.”

“And she is how far from Coquilles.”

“About thirty minutes.”

“your guys are how far from landing?”

“Two hours.”

“So, the French will have to hold her for at least an hour and a half or more if there are delays in the arrival of your guys.”

“That seems right.”

“That is not too long a time. Maybe nothing will go wrong.”

“Knock wood.”

“Yeah. You said it. If you hear anything more, let me know.”

“Well, there is just one thing.”

“What’s that?”

“There is a guy in the backseat as well.”

“What?”

“We can’t get a good look at him.  He is all slouched down. Looks like he is taking a nap.”

“Just swell.”

“We’ll keep trying, but I don’t think this means too much.”

“How so?”

“The guy in the back is dressed like a college kid. At least that’s the overall impression. I’ll bet it is a boyfriend.”

“I think I need to ask Popović’ about what he knows about Terrian and a boyfriend.”

“Good luck. Winter out.”

“Yeah, good luck indeed.”

 

Tuesday – Anything Possible – Kreative Kue #289.

In Keith’s words.

“Using this photo (below) as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem, anything, really, even just a caption for the photograph. Either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithchanning@gmail.com before 6pm next Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your own blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated, but please do also mention it in a comment here.

Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries next Monday.”

The Photo.

Rise by John W.Howell ©2020

“Easy. Not too fast.”

“How’s this?”

“Just a little slower.”

“Okay, I’m almost at idle.”

“Yeah, that’s good.”

“What is so special about this morning.”

“You should see this bench covered in frost. It is beautiful.”

“What does that have to do with slowing down the rise?”

“I wanted to get a picture of it with the sun coming up. The contrast is amazing.”

“I’m not sure about you.”

“What do you mean?”

“What diety do you know has a Minolta camera and causes the sunrise to be slowed so he can get a picture.”

“Well, none. So what’s wrong with having a hobby.”

“You are a god for heaven’s sake. You don’t go around taking pictures, and you certainly don’t cause the sun to be delayed.”

“Didn’t hurt anyone.”

“How do you know. There might be some creature totally dependent on the exact time of sunrise for something important.”

“Oh yeah. Then why did you invent Daylight Savings Time.”

“You are going to bring that up again, are you?”

“Well. You haven’t been able to fix it since you introduced it.”

“Okay, okay. Let’s just drop it.”

“No more said about my camera?”

“Just one question.”

“Shoot.”

“Where do you display those photos anyway?”

“Got a guy named Keith who takes em and puts them on display.”

“Does he know the source?”

“He has no idea. He thinks he took them. Lucky for me, he is a little forgetful.”

“Lucky for him too.”

“Amen.”

“Nice.”

Top Ten Things Not to Do at the Debut of the First Stock Ticker in 1867

 

 

This week marks the 153rd anniversary of the debut of the first stock ticker in 1867. The ticker was invented by Edward Calahan, who configured a telegraph machine to deliver stock prices on a thin strip of paper. Whether you care about stocks or not, we have to visit New York and take a look at this thing. While we are there, maybe we can look around and see what the city was like at that time. Jump in James’s Olds, and we’ll be off. Oh, as a reminder, grab this list so that you won’t inadvertently do something to cause a tear in the time continuum. Who wants a shotgun?

James’s Oldsmobile from Eternal Road – The final stop

Top Ten Things Not to Do at the Debut of the First Stock Ticker in 1967 by John W. Howell © 2020

10 If you go, do not ask the operator for the price of the Consolidated Edison Stock. If you do, at best, he won’t understand you. At worst, he’ll think you are making up a name. (Sure Consolidated Edison is the oldest stock on the exchange, Min, but in 1867, it was named The New York Gas Light Company. The name change came in 1936. Don’t look now, but the operator is talking to that policeman over there.)

9 If you go, do not ask Tiny, the WWF champ, how his stocks are doing. If you do, at best, Tiny will be distracted. At worse, Tiny, who has missed several Personal Empowerment group sessions mandated by the court, will think you are asking a trick question. (Tiny does not have any stock, Minoru, and he thinks less of himself as a result. When he thinks less of himself, he likes to do things to others, making them feel less. I think you are about to go on a short helicopter ride with no helicopter.)

8 If you go, do not ask about a ticker-tape parade. If you do, at best, the operator will be engrossed in work. At worst, you will get a puzzled look. (The first ticker-tape Parade happened in 1886 to mark the opening of the Statue of Liberty, Misha. Right now, the operator is wondering what the heck is a ticker. That term was only applied to the symbol tape machine in later years and reflected the machine’s sound.)

7 If you go, do not ask for directions to Tiffanys. If you do, at best, no one will know what you are talking about. At worst, you’ll ask Alexander Turney Stewart, the father of the department store. (Stewart founded a store called the Marble Palace in 1846, Miska. He then built what is accepted as the first department store in 1862, which tool up a city block and was eight stories high. He is now wondering why you want to visit a place that only sells jewelry. Telling him, you just want to have breakfast there is not cutting any ice with him.)

6 If you go, do not ask if Central Park is safe. If you do, at best, no one will understand your question. At worst, you will ask Frederick Law Olmstead, one of the architects of the park. (Frederick, along with Calvert Vaux, came up with their “Greensward Plan,” which laid out the park to be a rural oasis in the heart of the city, Mjolnir. The park opened in 1859 and has about 2,000,000 visitors a year in 1867. Fredrick has taken offense to your question and looks like he will slap you with a glove. I think I would duck if I were you.)

5 If you go, do not ask for directions to Studio 54. If you do, at best, you will be ignored. At worst, you will ask Owney Geoghegan ex bare-knuckle boxing champ. (Owney opened up a sporting house at 103 Bowery known as “The Bastille of the Bowery,” in 1864, Modi.  He now wants to know all about this Studio 54  business. He is willing to show you his bare-knuckle technique for the information.)

4 If you go, do not ask for directions to the Metropolitan Museum of Art. If you do, at best, you might get directions out of town. At worst, you might ask John Taylor Johnston, a railroad executive, and the first president. (The museum opened in 1872, Mohsen, so I think John wants to ask you a couple of questions about how you came to know about it. I don’t think he sees you knowing as a positive.)

3 If you go, do not ask if the city politicians are honest. If you do, at best, you’ll get a laugh. At worst, you’ll ask William Tweed, known as Boss Tweed. (I think you are in for a rough time, Monroe. You see, Tweed and his cronies swindled New York out of millions and were finally convicted of forgery and larceny in 1873. That doesn’t help you right now, though. That bucket of cement you are standing in looks a little suspicious.)

2 If you go, do not wonder aloud why The New York Herald does not have an evening edition. (Like you. would) If you do, at best, you’ll get lots of shrugs. At worst, you’ll ask Founded by James Gordon Bennett. (James founded The Evening Telegram in 1867, Montague. He is surprised you don’t know about his newspaper. Get ready for a two-hour lecture.)

1 If you go, do not ask about the absence of skyscrapers in the city. If you do, at best, no one will know what a skyscraper is. At worst, you’ll ask Bradford Gilbert. (Brad was the architect of the first skyscraper in NYC named the Tower Building, Montay. You see, buildings made of brick were limited to height. Brad used structural steel as his building’s skeleton and allowed it’s height to reach ten stories. Yes, Brad is looking at you funny since he has been dealing with the problem for years.)

 

Views of the Neighborhood – Preparation for Trail of Lights

Here we are getting close to the holidays. In Lakeway, there is a tradition called The Trail of Lights. This year Rona is not stopping the event. There will be distancing rules, but the trail will go on as usual. The lights go live in November. 20th. I thought it would be fun to go to the site and check out some of the preparations. Then after November 20th to come back and see what it all looks like.

We are going to take the bus and offload in the parking lot.  There we will set up the lunch of Five-way Chili, salad, chips, salsa, and queso. We have a beer on tap and soft drinks. Five-way Chili is a Cincinnati original. It is pasta topped with chili, beans, onions, and cheese. Yeah, this is not your low, salt, fat, calorie meal. We also have Chicago for your entertainment.

So let’s get on and get going.

Views of the Neighborhood

Here is a shot of some of the frames that will hold the lights

Some workers putting the tunnel of lights together.

Here is what the tunnel looks like all lit up. (from last year’s post)

A lonely frame waiting for more.

One of the two large trees.

A shot of the path. The city laid down freshly crushed granite.

The second tree.

More frames and path.

Nothing set up yet.

A machine shot.

A bobcat shot for Dan Antion.

This roller is used to flatten the granite and make the path hard.

 

Some characters are being set up as well.

Well, that is the tour for the day. I hope you come back when the lights are turned on. Please stay and have more food and listen to Chicago. Have a great week.

 

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt –

 

It is Stream of Consciousness Saturday, and here comes Linda Hill carrying what looks like a lawyer’s briefcase.

“Hey, Linda.”

“John.”

“This week’s prompt?”

“Or my lunch.”

“Yeah, I guess that could be.”

“Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “ring.” Use it as a noun, a verb, an adverb, or an adjective…use it any way you’d like. Have fun!”

“Gee, thanks, Linda.”

Well, you heard it from the horses— um, directly from Linda hill. If you would like to have fun with the rest of us, visit Linda’s blog and read how easy it is. Here is the link.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Nov. 14/2020

Ring by John W.Howell © 2020

“Put a ring on it.”

“What?”

“Nothing, just trying out the prompt.”

“Should have known. Ring, right?”

“Yup. So that was the prompt used as a noun.”

“So now you need to think up an adjective, adverb, and verb.”

“How did you know?”

“Logic. If you decided your use as a noun, then the others followed.”

“You are so smart. You know that?”

“Nice of you to say, but I don’t think that bit of logic took any smarts.”

“I should ring up the Nobel Prize committee and tell them about you.”

“Right.”

“See what I did there? Verb.”

“Someone asleep could see that. How about an adjective?”

“My ears are ringing from the explosion.”

“That’s pretty good. How about an adverb?”

“The only one I can think of is ringingly.”

“Yeah, that is pretty good. I ringingly endorse your Stream of Consciousness post.”

“Does that endorsement come with money?”

“No. I’ll stand you to a beer, though.”

“You ring my bell.”

“Get your key ring. You are driving.”