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Sunday, February 05, 2012

The meaning of life according to Gary.

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Schiro's a By Water Landmark


Ingenious use of color.



the pink and yellow twins

click on the pic and read the sign.

Tennessee Williams would be proud.

Bikes parked outisde like horses...

Yes the sign says Parade tickets , I guess its' not free anymore
Addition to WWII museum
Mentioned her last week there she is .. .
thier saving me a cart....
My daughter has a bottle collection this good. read the sign in the window
Rough looking tandem
vanishing style
don't forget the guitar player

Big Andy says he anticipates Mardi Gras,,,

Andy and I watched my bike a while to see if somebody would make a try for it. . No takers. Andy is a giant.

Rough weather hits the riverfront


Bad weather on the river front

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a55hLvIZJq83



In spite of being allegedly civilized and socially adaptable for 61 years I continue to regard life
with Cro Magnon ideals,  eat, drink ,copulate often as possible, stay dry ,warm and survive to another day.  Haven't figured out why , what for, for whom? The once literal, now manifested, Sabre Toothe Tiger lays in wait for me to slip up so he can encase my head in 6 inch canines ,  crush my head, drag me from the campfire circle, eliminating a weak link in evolvolution, glad to do my part. As age overwhelms me I adopt caution, no slips, be smarter that he, be cunning, be courageous, a warrior must not succumb to being a statesman for it's followed by that drag to the Tigers lair..The weapon is yet that combats, kills, or disables failings that cast us to the edge of the campfire circle exposing weakness, vulnerability, and occasionally sucumming to death by mother nature's natural selector, Sabre Toothe Tiger. My tiger chases me but I'm too fast on my bike , I know I'm a weak link in the campfire circle, I face the demon head on , fight to survive, when necessary I toss a weak gene carrier in front of me , feast on the weak, tiger of evolution , for I will not submit.. My existence seems dismal to the 4  million years of life before me, we exist for a pitiful time, only a select few make an impact lasting after death... What !,you say, does this have to do with : cities, car's, roads, religion, jobs,war, money, future, flooding, storms, houses, propagation,oil , love, hate,  not a dam thing, my point ..We're just cavemen waiting on a tiger to drag us from the campfire, ,If I'm wrong you're guaranteed to wake up tomorrow morning. Nah! No gurantees in this world....

Gary Gauthier


ps: The brain capacity of Cro Magnon was about 1,600 cc (100 cubic inches), larger than the average for modern humans