Month: January 2018

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Snow at Hermitage Station

Hard to tell in this pic, but it’s snowing to beat the band in Music City. Thoughts and prayers to grocery store workers… Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, January 29, 2018

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Face Mapped

In need of some … lighter moments around here, we checked out the new Google Arts and Culture Face Map app to see what… Posted by Steve Pollock on Tuesday, January 16, 2018

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Bosco is Limping

Bosco started to limp today, indicating a spread of the osteosarcoma to his joint. He also just had a long episode of tremors, so now we’re on our way to NVS to try to get help to get him through the night. And snow is beginning in Nashville. So. You know. Yeah. [And thanks everyone...

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Ice Lights

We got snow over ice … at least on our patio lights. Don’t want to know about the streets. Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, January 12, 2018

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Farewell Jerry Yellin! CAVU!

https://www.washingtonpost.com/local/obituaries/jerry-yellin-fighter-pilot-in-last-combat-mission-of-world-war-ii-dies-a… Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, January 12, 2018

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Shithole Mouth

[Once again, my conscience overflows and will not give me rest without giving vent to something political/religious. So… Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, January 12, 2018

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Snow in Dixie

Snowing to beat the band in Music City and they’re as panicked as if General George Thomas and his Yankees was a-comin’ agin. Winter is always amusing in Dixie. Snow is purty though! Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, January 12, 2018

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Three Hounds

Our beloved Bosco (in the middle between His Majesty the Roux and Queen Sascha) is not feeling good tonight. Feels like… Posted by Steve Pollock on Wednesday, January 10, 2018 [So very sorry to have taken so long to say it, but thank you everyone for all your love and support for Bosco, Sascha and us....

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Shuttling Between Failures

The story is sordid and long, but the details were made clear by Matt Viser's excellent Globe piece. To wit: Lorenzo sold the Donald the Eastern Shuttle for an overvalued $365 million (if DT had created a brand-new shuttle from the ground up with brand-new planes, not old worn-out 727s, estimates were that he could have done it for $300 million.) Of course, the money was all borrowed. It was 1989; Eastern (and Continental) were already almost dead from Lorenzo's sledgehammer and the economy was tanking. Pan Am 103 was bombed, the first Gulf War was about to begin. It was incredibly bad judgement to overpay a bunch of other peoples' money for something that was guaranteed to tank.