JamesSavik

A real stench-fest that made Heinlein spin in his grave.

Thank you, thank you! I got home late Wednesday night and have been doing laundry , catching up on the yard and going through gigs & gigs of pictures. You only turn fifty once so I decided to go all the places I've always wanted to. I couldn't find an interstate highway to Australia and the Philippines.

In Northern California, Lava Beds is a rugged beauty created by the Medicine Lake Shield volcano. The landscape is covered in basalt- a thick, dark lava and many features like hundreds of lava tubes and vents. If you ever get a chance, it is well worth a look.

One of the places you must see before you die is a highway in Oregon and Northern California called the Redwood Highway. US 199 runs from Grant's Pass Oregon to Crescent City, CA and points south. It's a frikkin magic ride that takes you past crystal clear rivers running to the sea through canyons that they have cut over the eons. Those valleys are filled with redwoods and sequoias. That's just for starters. Those woods are full of wildlife. I pulled off the road to an Elk Viewing Area. While the Elk didn't show up, I discovered a dirt road through the forest with a sign that said "Gold Bluff Beach". As I was there for an adventure, I struck out through the forest on the one lane dirt road. It climbed hills and went through switchbacks that made me very nervous but after a six mile ride in the twilight under the redwood canopy, I emerged on a quiet beach with nothing but the calls of sea gulls and the roar of the surf. The beach about a quarter mile back off the bluff. It was like I was the first human there in a place so beautiful that I was moved to tears. There are no words. It is something that must be experienced. The beach sand is black and volcanic and it is covered with a variety of grasses, sun bleached driftwood and small bonsai-like trees sculpted by wind. An eagle soared above the bluff and the towering trees. And completely by accident, I discovered one of the most special places I've ever seen. The knowledge of it is a gift that I give to you. The Road to Gold Bluff Beach Gold Bluff Beach Eternal Surf

A lot of the putzes that think being gay is a choice have a hobby on the down low. It's their "choice"...

Remember: advanced science appears to be magic to those that don't understand it. If you have light speed communication or FTL ships, try to explain why. It helps the readers suspend disbelief.

Once you've had New Orleans gumbo, you won't geaux back

Flounder 3 or 4 flounder fillets(thawed, not frozen) 1 tbl olive oil 2 teaspoons black pepper juice of a squeezed lemon Pepper the fillets Put oil in skillet Heat pan to medium Add filets Put lemon juice in Cook till done- you'll know when

after 2500 miles in a week, I feel it

When southnerers die, we are lowered into a fryer. New Orleans chefs fry everything- shrimp, oysters (when we don't serve them raw), scallops, fish, hush puppies and soft shelled crabs. I just had fish and chips in Crescent City California. It's different, but I like it.

This tree could be upwards of 2500 years old. When it was a seedling, the Spartans and the Persians met at Marathon. When Christ walked the earth, it was alive. When it was an adult swaying in the cool winds of the Pacific Northwest, Europe was dying of the Black Death. It was already a giant when Columbus blundered into Sab Salvador. The two hundred-forty something years of the existence of the United States are as nothing to the giant. It is timeless and a world apart; mocking us and our self importance.

Highlander III the Final Dimension deserves mention. Two wasn't all that either but Three was a real stinker. It is really unfortunate that movie makers sometimes blunder into making a great movie with big time sequel potential and then grab the first script the 10,000 Typing Monkeys Script shop churns out to cash in. Potentially they had a dynasty. In reality they had a Great one shot, two reeking piles of crap and a C+ television series soap opera. They should probably do a documentary on the Highlander train wreck and call it: How to wreck a potential franchise without even trying. There can be only one! Well... there was only one that was worth watching.

Here's my Deviant Art Page: ==>> http://jamessavik.deviantart.com/ I'm a Deviant, it's art so go see.

Waterworld deserves a dishonorable mention. That was God-awful.

Ever get the feeling there's something they aren't telling us???

That's DARKEST Ignoramia.

I love it when they do that

I seem to be living there in Darkest Ignoramia.

Rural Mississippi... Gay life... LOL. We had a Pride Parade but it scared the chickens and they put a stop to it.

My friendly mosquitoes gave me something fun. It's called Chikungunya and it really sucks balls ( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chikungunya ). In addition to an astonishing fever, you get arthritis affecting multiple joints and insomnia. There's other fun that I missed out on. The fever part lasts a couple of weeks but the joint inflammation is only just beginning to subside. It's been a couple of months and I am feeling a lot better. Just never thought I would catch something that comes from a frikking jungle. I tempted the fates writing about Alphaviruses in Case: Black and caught one. NO- not one that makes me hungry for brainz. One that makes me want to stay in a whirlpool and not get out. I took the brunt of the arthritis in the hands, shoulders and knees. The joints were swollen and did not want to move much. Even sleeping is a chore because it takes a while to get comfortable and go to sleep. When you wake up after being asleep for a while, moving again is... not much fun. I've been hobbling to the tub and soaking in warm water to get going. Needless to say, Chikungunya is a pain in the arse and will help you waste a couple of months. I don't recommend it. Feeling better now, I'm going on the first real vacation I've been on in years. I'm going to the Pacific North West. I love it up there. It's NOT the frikkin South and I am sort of scouting for a new place to live. I'll be in Washington, Oregon and Northern California a couple of days each and will do the slow desert tour on the way home. I'll take lots of pictures and see if I can find a place that speaks to me and says- you belong here. While the South does has it's charms, I'm sick of them.

Ergh. I resemble this strip.

I am enjoying it so far! In July I'm going on vacation all the way to... Crater Lake National Park! (Yes, I R a geeky cat) What are you doing this summer!?

Ever have one of "those" mornings!?