another wasted evening at the atl bot gdn

end times

first place goes to the "sea of trees" at mt. fuji, second goes to golden gate, but the "the real most popular place to kill oneself is at home"

harshing on romney

crap, one almost, but not quite, feels sorry for romney --- getting beaten about the head over all of his business experience in the 1990s, having to ignore his signature achievement as governor of taxachusetts, and all these people wanting to look at his income-tax returns and get all up in his business --- it is a very sad day for america, isn't it?

BWWWWWWAAAAAAAA!!!

protecting the revolution

YouTube is launching a new face-blurring tool that will instantly blur out the faces of everyone in a video. Basically, all a savvy protester has to do is enter YouTube’s video enhancement tool and click “Blur Faces.”

orchidaceae

wonder of wonders in my little world --- i wish i knew which of the 113 species of cattleya that this little entity represents --- if i had not let the shoot on the left start out lodged between the pot and the liner, it would have been more upright, thereby making for a more glamorous show --- but i shan't complain with the result --- its color and perfume in the air make up for any issues elsewhere

murder

this was a notorious case in 1902 that occurred at mt. gilead methodist church in ben hill, southwest atlantat --- i first heard about it as a kid from my grandma --- the victim and the murderer are second cousins of mine, in varying degree --- he was hung for the murder in may 1903 at fulton county jail ---- "unrepciprocative sweetheart" --- we've all been there

Shot and killed by Millard Lee
Jealous Lover Slays Girl

In House of Worship Young Man Draws Pistol and Ends Life of Unreciprocative
Sweetheart
A startling tragedy was enacted Sunday morning in Wesley chapel, the little Methodist church at Ben Hill, in Fulton County, Ga. The doxology had hardly been concluded when the departing congregation was startled by two pistol shots and the dying shriek of a young woman.

The quiet little house of worship was suddenly made the scene of an awful tragedy, the fruit of the morbid passion of a young man for a young woman who had resisted his every advance.

Miss Lilla Suttles was shot to death by Millard Lee, the ball from his pistol piercing her heart. Crying, "O, papa," she fell into the arms of her father, Dr. J.M. Suttles, who had rushed up at the sound of the pistol shots. The young woman died without speaking again.

The church was crowded at the time and the greatest confusion ensued. It was some minutes before the people realized what had happened. Before the awfulness of the crime dawned upon them Lee had walked from the church building. At the door he was caught by Earl Suttles, the young brother of the girl he had slain. Young Suttles caught hold of Lee and attempted to hold him, but Lee placed his pistol against the boy's breast and told him that he would
shoot him if he did not release him. Young Suttles, in desperation, yielded his hold and Lee took flight.

While talking to her girlfriends, Miss Suttles became separated for the moment from her escort. Millard Lee walked up to the group of which she was in the center and touching her on the arm, asked to speak to her a moment. She stepped to one side and he asked her if he could drive her home. "No," she replied, "I have company."

Lee was heard to mutter: "If you won?t let me take you home I shall shoot you." Before anyone was aware of his intentions, he pulled his pistol and fired at Miss Suttles. The ball struck just above her left hip, but glanced on a corset steel. Miss Suttles screamed and ran toward her father, who was up at the chancel speaking to the preacher.

As she ran from him, Lee deliberately fired at her again. The ball entered her back just between her shoulder blades and about an inch and a half from the spine. It passed directly through her heart and came out between the fifth and sixth ribs about an inch to the left of the breast bone. The ball did not pass entirely through her body, but protruded from the flesh.

Dr. Suttles ran to his daughter at the sound of her agonizing scream. He reached her just in time to catch her as she fell. She recognized him and screamed, "O, papa," but died before he could lower her to the floor.

The Marion County Patriot, May 30, 1902

the jon-memorial cattleya

it is outdoing itself! a spray of five blossoms opened on the first of july; now here comes another spray of five! dayum!

updating the unit

i am very pleased with my new bathroom lighting --- i can now see to do my face

i'm sure it's been too long since i posted a dog picture ---

hyde farm

drizzly and rainy this morning, but blue sky and puffy clouds in the afternoon --- the wet ground soaked my shoes; the humidity soaked everything else

and i don't know what else this little unit could do to make me happy

unsettled weather

the skies have been purty wonderful the last few days --- a nephologist's delight

the polaris

i was afraid of what they were doing when i saw it all draped in plastic --- basically they demolished the old blue dome and approximated it with a new one --- coincidentally a friend showed me a big chunk of the original plexi today --- the new dome has more ribs and the panels are flat, not slumped like the original --- they have thoroughly destroyed the architectural detail of portman's original lobby, one of the finest designs of the late twentieth century ---

anish kapoor

really a great piece of work, technically and artistically --- and other people milling about only made it better

the high

the "picturing new york" exhibit is excellent, but didn't make it yet to its "picturing the south" twin --- the collection of civil-rights era photographs reminded me of how far we've come --- of course just being in the high is a great thing

sunday morning at the river

 

living walls

irwin street just east of auburn avenue

la france street at arizona avenue

 arizona street underpass

2191 college avenue, dee-catur

wylie street at powell, cabbagetown

carrol street at tennille, cabbagetown

people can be so incredibly dumb sometime

gawd, it's purty

taking a few days off to enjoy the crape myrtle and what not

 

a great thunderstorm late this afternoon and a lot of rain










 
but this made my day

humans are nasty

i was unable to capture an image, other than a mental one, of the dung that a fellow human managed to deposit on the down escalator at the midtown marta station this monday morning!!! it was caught up in the little sweeps at the sides of the steps so that they didn't have to take the entire escalator apart to clean it up, but the marta employees tasked with the cleanup, who probably thought that surely they had seen it all by now, were clearly disgusted

yay for the july cattleya!!!

orchidaceae

the late-winter, spring flush of phalaenopsis has about played out, although i have two that are continuing to set buds and blossom --- now the cattleya are taking over --- the jon-memorial cattleya here will probably open tomorrow, and, for the first time, it has started work on a second spray at the same time --- yaller orchids through july!!! --- the other cattleya will start blooming by august

race in america

an interesting piece on melungeons, maroons, and being "white"

The advances we make in the scientific understanding of human variation will do little to change the racialized playing field unless we undermine the socially accepted concept of "whiteness" as a preferred status.

living walls on edgewood avenue

the revival on edgewood avenue has not been without its tensions ---