Part of Speech: adjective
Definition: motionless, fixed
Synonyms: anchored, at a standstill, at rest, frozen, immobilized, immotile, immovable, nailed, nailed down, pat, quiescent, rigid, riveted, rooted, stable, stagnant, static, stationary, steadfast, stiff, still, stock-still, stolid, unmovable, unmoving–Dictionary.com
Computer operating system froze-up multiple times yesterday, kernel panic, whatever that is. Seized this morning in Photoshop, rather than rework the original file (from Providence RI, near Thayer Street, February 26) a screen shot with a point and shoot of the frozen computer screen will do.
These technological tools border on the miraculous. When the functionality get rough around the edges, I need not complain.
My nephew tells me Roger Wms. is buried under this statue. Very cool.
Visiting my wise stone white man chum, Roger Williams. Polar Roger. Girl at the grocery store said that growing up she and her contemporaries called Roger “the snitch”. Why? The position of his hand, pointing, ratting someone out….
No, not Roger.
How, he asked, could the Puritans claim the land by “right of discovery,” when it was already inhabited?–Grinde & Johansen
Need a modern writer to animate Roger, David McCullough? (This a color photo, no manipulation. The weather performs the function which Photoshop normally supplies, stripping out the color.}
Roger in better weather.
caught in the act, up on the furniture.
It was a good thing that Mary and Joseph were able to travel with the infant. Thousands of years later, during this season of renewal, there is some thematic veracity to the arrangement. Jesus remains hard to find, must be with M&J in Egypt…
Can you find Him? (easier to find in color). This scene is on Mountain View Street in Charlottesville, VA.
Then Herod, when he saw that he was mocked of the wise men, was exceeding wroth, and sent forth, and slew all the children that were in Bethlehem, and in all the coasts thereof, from two years old and under, according to the time which he had diligently enquired of the wise men.–Matthew 2:16
doing errands in the Capital City. Longing for the heyday of banking. These days it is as if a neutron bomb had been detonated, leaving the physical structures of the banks untouched but all the personnel gone. There is the bank, the money, the cubicles, but the staff has been reduced to Frosty and he is famously immobile. So the several of us waiting hatched a plan.
We unplugged Frosty.
The response was gratifying. The branch manager instantly appeared, spoke to us all. Checked on our health and that of Frosty. We laughed. We waited. The service was as expeditious as possible. We did business, left longing for the goodle days, before bank officers were replaced with inflatables, before quantitative easing, before securitization of mortgages, back back back to the days of silver coins, copper pennies, silver certificates and savings account passbooks.
(should any of you banking center types be lurking… while your boards of directors and CEO’s plundered the American economy, while we do not like you… you have great employees. Truly. Nice people to do bidness with. Hire more of them!)
View north on 9th Street, Richmond, Virginia.
woke in a blue district, to bed in a red. Writing the Governor about water today.