Random Picture Thread

Just paint it on the stern, but that could be misinterpreted as a retreat. The umbrella would slow you down too much, like a sea anchor.

 

http://atasteofgreenland.com/material/seal/

 

World's Biggest Ship Graveyard, Gadani, Pakistan

 

Life is cheap, it's the acetylene that's expensive.

But I'm sure they all have hardhat caps, safety contact lenses and steel toe sandals.

 

On Google Satellite imaging you can see the progression of the process of ships up and down the beach. They start at the bow, lop it off, drag the hulk farther out of the water and cut off a little more. The stern is the last to be cut up.
https://www.google.com/maps/@25.0557621,66.7095823,16202m/data=!3m1!1e3

 

Thanks to our Founding Fathers without whom this Independence Day's festivities would not have been possible.

 

God bless America

 

They are discontinuing the practice of teaching cursive writing in the schools. How could they control the masses if the masses could actually glean the meaning from such writings as the treasure to mankind posted above?

 

Are you kidding? First they quit teaching higher maths about a dozen years back, now writing is out? Our country is in deep trouble.

 

probably some of those - and yes, they have forgotten how to fly...
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Indian_Runner_duck

 

Put a dog in their pen and they'll remember how to fly pretty quickly . . .

 

One day a man decided to retire...



He booked himself on a Caribbean cruise and proceeded to have the time of his life, that is, until the ship sank.



He soon found himself on an island with no other people, no supplies, nothing, only bananas and coconuts.



After about four months, he is lying on the beach one day when the most gorgeous woman he has ever seen rows up to the shore.



In disbelief, he asks,"Where did you come from? How did you get here?"

She replies, "I rowed over from the other side of the island where I landed when my cruise ship sank."




"Amazing," he notes. "You were really lucky to have a row boat wash up with you."




"Oh, this thing?" explains the woman."I made the boat out of some raw material I found on the island.
The oars were whittled from gum tree branches.
I wove the bottom from palm tree branches, and the sides and stern came from a Eucalyptus tree."




"But, where did you get the tools?"




"Oh, that was no problem," replied the woman.
"On the south side of the island, a very unusual stratum of alluvial rock is exposed.
I found that if I fired it to a certain temperature in my kiln, it melted into ductile iron
and I used that to make tools and used the tools to make the hardware."




The guy is stunned.




"Let's row over to my place," she says "and I'll give you a tour." So, after a short time of rowing, she soon docks the boat at a small wharf.
As the man looks to shore, he nearly falls off the boat. Before him is a long stone walk leading to a cabin and tree house.

While the woman ties up the row boat with an expertly woven hemp rope, the man can only stare ahead, dumb struck.
As they walk into the house, she says casually, "It's not much, but I call it home. Please sit down."




"Would you like a drink?"
"No! No thank you," the man blurts out, still dazed. "I can't take another drop of coconut juice."




"Oh it's not coconut juice," winks the woman. "I have a still. How would you like a Tropical Spritz?"




Trying to hide his continued amazement, the man accepts, and they sit down on her couch to talk.
After they exchange their individual survival stories, the woman announces,
"I'm going to slip into something more comfortable. Would you like to take a shower and shave?
There's a razor in the bathroom cabinet upstairs."




No longer questioning anything, the man goes upstairs into the bathroom.
There, in the cabinet is a razor made from a piece of tortoise bone.
Two shells honed to a hollow ground edge are fastened on to its end inside a swivel mechanism.




"This woman is amazing," he muses. "What's next?"
When he returns, she greets him wearing nothing but some small flowers on tiny vines, each strategically positioned,
she smelled faintly of gardenias.
She then beckons for him to sit down next to her.




"Tell me," she begins suggestively, slithering closer to him, "We've both been out here for many months.
You must have been lonely. When was the last time you played around?
She stares into his eyes.




He can't believe what he's hearing."You mean..." he swallows excitedly as tears start to form in his eyes, !

"You've built a Golf Course too?"

 

That is just

 

un-freaking-believable

http://www.wimp.com/motorcyclebus/

 

http://blog.flickr.net/en/2013/10/11/welcome-the-royal-australian-historical-society-to-the-commons/


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1978



2013





http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fachwerkmuseum_(Quedlinburg)

This building is dated to 1310 and is one of the oldest in Germany. A friend visited there 15 years ago and brought back a book of photos. This was an East German village and in the book were a number of photos showing the Soviets demolishing the town to put up their trademark high rise concrete apartment buildings. Luckily, the Soviet Union collapsed and they ran out of money, so only half the town was destroyed, but it was still a sick thing to do. It makes a person wonder of all that has been destroyed by the wars there and everywhere.

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