Image for 2/23/11 - Morning Commute Nightmare

I have a long drive to work, twenty-seven miles one way. To further complicate the deal, I also have to go through the Hampton Roads Bridge Tunnel a wonder of transportation engineering when all is going well. A nightmare, torture device of bottlenecking frustration when things do not go well. This morning's ride was solidly in the later, with a full on two hour interruption due to multiple accidents, breakdowns and general chaos. I dream of the day when I have a shorter commute. I fondly recall my days living in Ireland where I worked at a restaurant about a mile from our cottage on the south edge of Galway Bay. Some nights after finishing my shift and sharing a few pints with my workmates, I'd head out on foot into the still, dark night. The quiet of the midnight road broken only by the occasional passing car, headlights like a roving lighthouse swinging over the horizon and by the gentle, persistent munching cows. Back to the traffic jam and once more, all was still and quiet; an unexpected break in the routine. A chance to think and remember and daydream. There is always a choice.

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Images for 2/22/11 - Chinese for Dinner! (A Double Dose)

Tonight was one of those nights for Chinese take-out, so I hit our old reliable neighborhood place, Chen's Wok. They always come through and on a cold, blustery night such as tonight, it was most welcome.

Here's the double up to make-up for yesterday's missed image. I snapped this happy Buddha in the restaurant while waiting for my order to come up. It wasn't long before I had a full belly and big smile too.

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I missed a day...

Dang- How did that happen? I completely forgot to post a picture yesterday. I will have to double post today.

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Image for 2/20/11 - Always ready to combat the dinosaurs!

Luckily, my pal Dave Childress was ready with the camera when I had to launch into action against a rogue brontosaurus. Most people like to go through life ignoring the "thunder lizards" among us, but not me. Sometimes they get a little big for their britches and when that happens, I'm there to take them down.

Yabba-dabba-doo, mo-fo.

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