Bill of Rights Amendment I Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the government for a redress of grievances. – The Constitution: First Amendment (Cornell.edu) Flickr photo taken in Washington DC May 16, 2008. Detail of the facade of the Newseum.
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Taken a few days before Memorial Day 2008. Click image to see it on its Flickr page.
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“Fondly do we hope – fervently do we pray – that this mighty scourge of war may speedily pass away.” The highlighting on this image is a trick of the light or of the stone. The passage about the mighty scourge of war stood out from the rest of the section naturally the morning we were there, just before Memorial Day 2008. (Click on the photo to go to its Flickr page. The Flickr Photo Album plugin is version 1.1)
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Flickr Photo Album for WordPress : tan tan noodles – msg free since 2005
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The image in the header is randomly displayed from my Flickr sets. Go ahead, refresh! Hey, it’s from our trip to Hawaii! No, it’s Rocky Mountain National Park! Wait, now it’s family members! Yay! Click on any page, gawaaaan. I just hope there aren’t too many clinkers in there that turn out to be resized and don’t fit the frame. No Photoshoppery needed, I just selected the best of my full size, uncropped images with a special tag, modified a Flickr “photo badge,” and the images are then re-sized to fit the background frame with CSS. Thanks, Theme Hack and…
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Doyce, whose blog posts I read most often at one remove via the miracle of quotes and feeds, starts it off: I’m actively communicating online all day, every day, but my main blog languishes. Why is that? Simplicity. Twitter tweets, facebook updates, Flickr photo posting, and sharing news articles with commentary… all of those things are easier and faster BY AN ORDER OF MAGNITUDE than posting via Movable Type. Via What it boils down to is this… – doycetesterman And ***Dave carries it forward: Now, I don’t do Facebook, and have never had a justification (see below) for using Twitter.…
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Breaktime! This is my work mug, bought from a little pottery shop near Starved Rock State Park IL – I think in a town called Dixon. Cute place, making a good recovery from a tornado a few years ago. Mai brane needz dis in teh mourningz Ginny I can has iPhone? Via: Flickr Title: Dis mai brane on kafeen By: GinnyRED57 Originally uploaded: 5 Aug ’08, 10.38am CDT PST Breaktime! This is my work mug, bought from a little pottery shop near Starved Rock State Park IL – I think in a town called Dixon. Cute place, making a good…
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Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal. Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should…
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I’ve been saying for more than a week now that I’d post about the big trip to the East Coast we made, and it’s reached the point where if I don’t make a start, of any length, it’ll never get done. I’ve downloaded photos but haven’t yet had a chance to upload them to Flickr… until now. I’ve made a start at last. And can I just say, “I Heart Maine?” It’s a beautiful state. And it’s a beautiful state of mind. We flew into Boston after work on a Friday a couple of weeks ago, and overnighted at an anonymous Holiday…
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This was taken from within the sanctum; I’d never been in a ladies’ rooms stall with saloon-style swing doors before. The “katie-bar-the-door” closure was a bit awkward, but served well enough. Our lunch at this place, the Shoreline Restaurant and Lobster Pound in Ogunquit, turned out to be really good. It was an odd, funky place, with strange acoustics where you could hear the conversations in the bar clearly, even though it was around the corner and in a different wing o the building. We listened to some guy with a strong Boston accent (think “Good Will Hunting”) tell jokes…