I was wearing this cap today when a Safeway clerk, obviously a Windows geek and computer history buff, recognized it and offered his admiration and congratulations. This was a promotional bit of garb distributed by Microsoft to celebrate its release on September 13, 2000, of Windows Millennium Edition (aka Windows ME). It came into my possession by dint of my association with my ISP (Internet Service Provider) then-employer who was a certified Microsoft distributor. Windows ME was the last of the purely DOS-based iterations of the Windows operating system, probably the least successful and certainly the least long-lived, soon succeeded by Windows XP. But the exceptional quality of this headgear has led to its long life and continued use by yours truly. eof
Month: September 2018
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A cloudy day, walking through the back streets this morning …
[B&W renditions at HHR, as is often the case]
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This morning’s news. First, Dog 163 appears with a green bandage on one foot:
And I see some curious lawn objects in a neighbor’s yard:
Then, some self-exploration/self-aggrandizement while walking up Second Avenue to Main Street:
Later, Timothy (computer programmer, photographer, 3-D printer and music entrepreneur) comes by and lets me drive his car:
September 11, 2018 (9/11)
After lunch as I started for the door to walk to my workplace for the afternoon, I saw the neighboring condo’s display of the American flag, and suddenly realized that this was a recognition of 9/ll. Usually my walk to work is a sort of mediation when I let thoughts and actions (and photographs) flow as they will. But today I decided to take the twenty-five-minute stroll as an opportunity to do a kind of flag-oriented photo essay …
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Mostly looking at the street-facing flowers and foliage while walking home on Catherine Street, plus seeing a bit of miscellany on the way.
(As usual, some alternate black and whites at HHR ...)
rDay Twelve-Hundred-Fifty-Seven: County Fair
You saw the previous day’s parade; now see some of the fair exhibits (seen from the point of view of an ex-farm-boy). We missed the rodeo, btw, as well as the culinary and gardening and other exhibits.
Frontier Days Parade
Saturday, an hour and a half under blazing late morning sun. My favorites? The longhorns. Point & Shoots below: