Showing posts with label swimming in history. Show all posts
Showing posts with label swimming in history. Show all posts

Sunday, March 04, 2012

Philadelphia snaps.

Here are some things I saw while walking down to the historical district:

justice the guardian of liberty. 
mural, one of many many in Philadelphia.

that's right, the liberty bell. behind glass.

coupla important candles, in liberty hall.

golden justice. in liberty hall. 
blue staircase. in liberty hall.

where they signed the declaration
of independence. 

blue staircase. more of it.

old stone stairs. outside liberty hall.

weathered marble pillar, portrait gallery.

weathered marble pillar, portrait gallery.

weathered tableau, outside of St. John's.

weathered tableau, outside of St. John's.

hope mural, right near St. John's.

Friday, November 14, 2008

Changeling: A Movie Review by Hightouchmegastore.

Too long, unexpectedly harrowing crime stuff, arch melodramatics. Angelina Jolie wears excellent lipstick and hats. By the way, she is the heroine.

In other news, today my daughter and I saw pages written by Louisa May Alcott and Henry David Thoreau, and by written, I mean "actually written, as in, the pages encapsulated in plastic are the actual pieces of paper written on in ink by these writers." We saw these pages at the Concord Free Public Library, which is a splendid place. We also went to Salem and took in all sorts of diverse historical hoohah, and by hoohah, I mean "awesome buildings and more stuff than witches, which in itself is very interesting." As in, The House of the Seven Gables, which has (a) seven gables, and (b) a rich and storied history. Did you know Salem was a thriving seaport? That there are many first settlement buildings in Essex county? that you can follow a red painted line all over the historic part of Salem, but that it's kind of a mystery who actually maintains the red line?

Finally, and in summation, GPS contraptions are crazy and annoying, but if you can get in the rhythm of the GPS robot, it might actually help you find the movie theater. There is, of course, no question of the GPS robot getting in your rhythm. No: welcome my friends, welcome to the machine. What did you dream? It's all right--it tells you what to dream.

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