Project 313 – Post No. 292

The end of the year came and went . . . and it’s now unlikely I’ll do a “looking back” type post for 2018 . . . but, if I did, it might look like what it looked like at the end of 2014 . . . HERE.

And now, the photo:

Project 313 292

Flowers can be surprisingly difficult to mess up . . . but I try. And then, I try to fix them. And then, they look like this.

I can’t recall ever having gotten a parking ticket. But, if I had, it wouldn’t have languished in the glove box . . . 

. . . so I never understood the trope in movies and novels for people having tens or even hundreds of unpaid parking tickets. 

And now . . . enjoy Skull Carnevale — The Rubies Edition.

Skull Carnevale — The Rubies Edition

And . . . that’s it

Some of these posts will likely be longer as the mood hits me, but most will be thus; short, uninteresting, bland, and relentless.

You can read about Project 313 HERE.

That’s it. This post has ended . . . except for the stuff below.

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11 Responses to Project 313 – Post No. 292

  1. AnnMarie says:

    Whatever you did to that flower photo . . . you did well!

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  2. Carissa says:

    I love musk thistle… in all its permutations.

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  3. macquie says:

    Love the flower photo, and I love the skull too. This skull inspires me something in the back of my head, prior to taking a flight for Tucson, tomorrow!

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  4. PHOTO: I love this one…the colors, the softness, the background! I’ve always loved thistles! That be a thistle and not a whistle, right?! HA!
    CARTOON: I’ve never had a parking ticket or any kind of traffic/driving/etc ticket. Just tickets to movie, plays, etc. Ha. Knock on my little-wooden-head I hope I never get a driving related ticket.
    DOODLE: Ooh, cool! I was just thinking earlier today how gold/yellow and red go so well together.
    HUGS!!! :-)

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    • disperser says:

      Thank you, Carolyn. Glad you find the beauty in what many call a weed.

      I got two tickets in my life. One was my fault (not paying attention and exceeding the speed limit) and the other was complete bull. I want to court to fight it but the judge dismissed it even before I could begin my brilliant defense argument (I had diagrams and everything).

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      • Oh, I do see beauty in weeds. I even wrote a poem about it eons ago. AND I’m great at growing thistles, dandelions, etc. (wink-y face)

        Aw, darn, that you didn’t get to show your diagrams and everything. But glad it got dismissed.

        I like TV comedy episodes where someone is defending themselves in court. I’ve watched some great ones!

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      • disperser says:

        My ticket was for “tailgating” (I wasn’t) and I had all sorts of data about reaction time, stopping distance of the two respective cars and the fallacy of the number of car lengths per miles per hours distance (I was working in the automotive industry at the time).

        Plus, I knew the cop lied regarding what he saw because we were on a straight two-lane road and he was about six cars behind us (I knew he was there) and there’s no way he could tell how close I was following the car ahead of us (he said he moved over a couple of time onto on-coming traffic so he could judge the distance – I would have noticed, but even if not, no way you can judge anything from 200 feet away and at a narrow view-angle). Not that I’d never tailgated lesser drivers, but not that time (we had just got done eating out and were leisurely making our way home and in no rush to “push” drivers ahead of us as we casually conversed about stuff.

        . . . as you can see, I was deeply scarred by what I thought was an injustice perpetrated upon me by the evil state and I’m still bitter about it thirty years after the fact.

        Seriously, that was the first instance when I realized that cops are like other humans . . . they lie.

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