Monday, August 31, 2009

Broken Overcast -OR - Friday, Saturday, Sunday Doings

No, this isn't a "new" kind of cloud ...

Actually, it is an altostratus cloud deck at dusk as seen from the College Park Metro station above ground platform, 7:48PM, Aug. 30, 2009.


I wasn't sure whether to post this entry or not tonight at this late hour as I need to finish another assignment (described below) for my contracting job.

More "piece work."

Actually, it is rather pleasant at this 2AM hour with my window a/c humming coolly as I write up synopses of a series of articles for one of my recurring assignments. It's better than being under the ghastly fluorescent lights at work.

I'm watching on the Discovery Channel one of the Planet Earth series, except the commercials are every five minutes incessant (and I hit the mute button).

My internet connection is fine with no unexpected ***ware intrusions or attacks on my computer. About that, I'm so tired of that. I increasingly go only to sites I trust. The internet, by the way, is nearing its 40th birthday, having been "born" on Sept. 2, 1969 when what would become Arpanet was set up.

That's less than 3 months before my own 40th birthday on Nov. 26th. Boo.

The Univ. of Maryland Memorial Chapel grounds, 3:23PM, Aug. 30, 2009. The chapel steeple, by the way, is covered in scaffolding again, but not up to the top light.


Despite the late night serenity and this work, I'm probably going to be late on my cellphone and cable/internet payments this month but I SHOULD be on time with my September rent, assuming I get a check for the expected amount this coming Friday.

I actually hate living this way, always on the edge.

This whole thing isn't going to work out ... if things don't change, I will probably have to give up my apartment in the early November time frame, and then I don't know what happens. I also foresee a crappy week ahead with lots of disappointments ... in other words, the usual crap.


Flippo and Barney on "Mount Plush Hippo" -- which consists of quilts, blankets, and pillows.


My weekend overall was a good one, except (as I noted before) the weather upset me (because of the rain we DIDN'T get thanks to the weather gods, or dynamics, conspiring against us, as ever). Earlier on Sunday, I had a nice lunch with my mom and Ray (my stepfather) in College Park this Sunday. They drove here from near Glen Burnie where they live and I met them in College Park.

Here is a picture of my mom from the restaurant we went to, the Hard Time Cafe in College Park, Md., Aug. 30, 2009.

Here is a second picture of my mom.

I didn't take any of Ray. He was wearing his Vietnam Veteran baseball cap, and, paradoxically (?), a Nature Conservancy shirt. Ray is rather conservative politically.

Ray served in Vietnam from 1966 to 1969 in the Mekong Delta area, though I think he worked mostly in a supply warehouse and was not in active combat in that long ago time. My mom and Ray met in New Jersey in 1974 after she had separated from my dad.


After lunch, I went to the UMCP campus to the public policy school, where I printed out some of my recent blog entries and the 16 articles that are making up this month's "thought-provoking series" for which I need to provide summaries.

Here is the view from Van Munching Hall looking toward the South Campus area at sunset, Univ. of Maryland, College Park, 7:21PM, Aug. 30, 2009.

I still have access to the computer lab with my student ID, but probably not for very long, as I graduated in May. Classes begin tomorrow, but, alas, I will not be a student there. My relationship with UMCP appears now ... after all those degrees and years ... to be over.


Changing subjects, I have opted to NOT post the pictures from Damon's birthday party on Friday night ... Actually, it was just a picture of him shirtless and me standing next to him looking stupid.


Earlier on Friday, my friend Chris T. took me to a nice lunch at Cheesecake Factory in Friendship Heights section of D.C., and he bought me a shirt at the Saks Fifth Avenue store, pictured directly above and directly below. He spent over $80 on me, including $54 plus tax on a nice blue polo shirt.

Here I was at the aforementioned Saks store here in Washington, D.C., Aug. 28, 2009.

We first went to the new Bloomingdale's -- which is actually on the Maryland side of the DC-Maryland line at Western Avenue and Wisconsin Avenue. The store is obscenely expensive.

Here is the interior of the store on in the men's section.

Even given the area we live in -- with Potomac, Chevy Chase, and Bethesda so nearby -- I just don't see how in the current economy enough people have that much money to throw away, or access to credit, to buy $500 this or $1200 that in a frickin' clothing store.

Here is another scene from inside the Bloomingdale's, Aug. 28, 2009

Oh, yes, the opposite end was the nearby TJ Maxx store, where the photo in the previous entry was taken. It is also where I took this picture of pink tutus:

I sent the image to my favorite political blogger Bartcop with the suggestion he post the picture with the following caption: Senate Democrats' Clothing Section.

The motivation is that Bartcop has a whole series of "pink tutu" Senate Democrat images that started out 8 or so years ago with an image of a ballerina in a pink tutu that was subsequently Photoshopped (as shown here) with then Senator Tom Daschle's head in place of hers. It basically is a nice picture summary of wussy Democratic Senators everywhere.

But who thought Pres. Obama would cave in so rapidly and totally and, most shocking of all, so cluelessly?? I really have been wishing these days that Hillary had won.

By the way, read this piece by Glenn Greenwald on about more WaHoPo stenographic, anonymous-source-quoting whoring for the Powers That Be, this time defending indefensible Bush-Cheney era torture. I wish The Washington Post would go bankrupt -- we'd all be better off.


On Saturday night, I went with Gary and Chris T. out to the wilds of suburbia -- actually, to Rockville to Kevin and Laura's place. There were brief heavy rains and t-storms in Montgomery County but D.C., as ever, managed to miss just about everything.

Here is Kevin and Laura's cat, Smithers, peeking over the dining room table. They have another cat, Sideshow Bob, but he almost always hides. Yes, both cats are named for characters on The Simpsons characters.


I think that's all for now.

My next planned entry is for midweek.


Saturday, August 29, 2009

In Lieu of Updating this Blog ...

At the TJ Maxx store in Friendship Heights, Washington, D.C., Aug. 28, 2009.


I have updated my Mr. Sirius / Arcturus's World blog. In lieu of updating this one, I will just direct my readers to that one.

But please be advised I was in a very bad mood when I wrote that one and it sounds ranting and nutty,
even for me, esp. as the D.C. area once again got typically and royally screwed out of ANY weather.

The link to the blog is here.

Also, I would ask that any comments you have you please post here rather than over there.


Thursday, August 27, 2009

Thursday 530AM Update

Morning Glory "roll clouds" as seen from an airplane -- although I'm not sure how high up he was and I can't tell based on the ground features -- near Burketown, Queensland, Australia. These weird looking clouds come in off the Gulf of Carpentaria at certain times of the year. Morning Glory clouds are observed in some other places but this region has the most.

Source: APOD Aug. 24, 2009

Just a quick update to say I plan to post a better entry on Friday or Saturday. I updated instead my Mr. Sirius blog after working on the upcoming edition of the biweekly Global Warming Monitor for my contracting job. I would call it "Global Climate Change News Monitor" but that's not my call.

I'm supposed to go to a big Italian dinner and wine soiree at Little Fountain Cafe in Adams Morgan tomorrow that costs $60 per person, which I can ILL afford ... except my friend Phil, who arranged the thing and is inviting some of his law firm partners, insisted that I go and is paying for me.


That's all for now.

I'm not even going to mention (Sub) Tropical Storm Danny, which will totally miss the U.S. East Coast, and certainly the mid-Atlantic / Washington, D.C. area. We don't get "weather" here.

Speaking of weather and returning to Australia, here is a satellite image that my friend Joe sent me.

He is there for two meetings and his wife went with him. They went to Melbourne and are now in Sydney.

Alas, he won't be able to meet my former blogger friend Fifi even if he wanted to because I so lost touch with her. Boo.

Anyway, this image shows a cold front passing through Melbourne, where Joe described some rather interesting weather at certain times of the day, as well as extremely windy conditions.

That's all for now. I'm going to bed ... even as dawn breaks. I plan to get up around 1230PM. I really hope that NRC guy is able to go to that conference in Japan. I get $500 for that assignment if so.


Tuesday, August 25, 2009

The Debt Clock -OR- Puss in Boots, American Style

The house at the corner of 39th and Northampton Streets, NW, Washington, D.C., 5:58PM, Aug. 23, 2009.


I've been at this computer for hours today putting together my climate change ("global warming") monitor but I have only written one of the six stories I need to. This is a $360 assignment that is not supposed to be difficult, either.

An old man directly upstairs from me (apparently an old person) has his TV on so loud that I hear the rather muffled, intermittent rolling volume sounds and occasional wha-wha-wha being transmitted through the floor thanks to what is probably a stereo linked to the television.

It has been going on for 12 hours today and the past two days. I guess he never sleeps. I don't know if I am just noticing it or what. It is just below the level of true annoyance where I would knock on his door. As for sleep, once I go to bed with my fan and a/c turned on, I don't hear anything.

I think it would be better to live in a private, quiet house in a more suburban setting ...

The house at 5115 42nd Street, NW, in upper Northwest, Washington, D.C., 6:46PM, Aug. 23, 2009.


I suppose it's better than what that other bitch on this floor did -- and the reason I changed apartments. I refer to the nut who five times flooded my apt., or would have if I hadn't been there to catch the water pouring down through the entrance way light fixture.


On a more personal note, I've been missing my blogger friend Bryan, who died in early May of this year, as I wrote about here. I miss him. I talked about him to my blogger friend Rita on the phone last night.


For Kristof ...

Screen shot from the Are You Being Served? episode "The Clock":

"Pussy Boots ... Pussy Boots ... Meow ... meow ... Pussy Boots ..."

"PussyBootsPussyBootsMeowMeowPussyBootsPuss --!" KABOOM!! --


Also for Kristof ...

Pearls Before Swine (Aug. 22, 2009)

Click on image for larger version.


Debt and Collection Agency Update

I spoke on a phone to another bankruptcy lawyer today since I'm probably on the verge of being sued by at least one creditor (collection agency). I can't file a Chapter 7 until Aug. 2010 and I can't do a Chapter 13 until I get additional income (at least $2,000 per month plus $2,000 to him to file the case -- yikes), so I'm in a real bind. However, the attorney I spoke to implied he might help me if I get a judgment taken out against me.

My fear of course is wage garnishment -- except I don't have a regular income, and it could be treated as "commission" and ALL of it taken -- or checking account liens. The lawyer, an interesting guy who said my previous bankruptcy lawyer is a [profanity] and he didn't like him (I agree) said I should also probably calm down about the possibilities. He said it is possible to convert a chapter 13 to a chapter 7.

For record-keeping purposes, my total debt is $13,500 in credit cards, including Macy's, and $200,000 in student loan debt.


The 3900 block of Huntington Street, NW, Washington, D.C., 6:53PM, Aug. 23, 2009 in a picture taken with my crummy cellphone camera.


As it is, I may have a job interview -- yes, an actual interview -- for a part time internship at another consulting company. I could also keep this position, so I'd have two part-time / consulting jobs.

Anyway, I'm going to keep this entry short.

I've been immersed in reruns of The Golden Girls as is my Monday want thanks to We TV and Hallmark Channel.


The house at 3928 Huntington St., NW, Washington, D.C., 6:51PM, Aug. 23, 2009.


As for the weather, our two-day precip totals were 1.39" at DCA, 1.70" at BWI, and a revised 2.22" at IAD, which is revised substantially down from the 3.20" given in the daily climo summaries based on a downward revision in the precip. on Aug. 21st from 2.26" to 1.28" -- that is, a correction downward of 0.98".

That's all for now. Oh, yes, I had no comments in my previous entry. Boo. Just sayin'...


Saturday, August 22, 2009

Summer Tropical Storms (and South Jersey Pictures)

A Saturday afternoon update ...

I still need to post my New Jersey beach pictures from earlier this week -- such as this one of the sand dunes at the edge of the expansive beach in Wildwood Crest, New Jersey from last Tuesday, Aug. 18, 2009. Some of these images are posted in the second section of this entry, but in no particular order.


Part I: The Weather

So it looks like we may get a deluge of rain this afternoon. We're actually under a flash flood watch for the entire Washington D.C. and Baltimore areas. (There is a difference, I believe, between a "flood watch" and a "flash flood watch.")

There is a meso-low moving up from southern Virginia ahead of a cold front -- part of the same shortwave that will be kicking Hurricane Bill (presently even with D.C.'s latitude) rapidly out to sea and only affecting the U.S. East Coast this weekend with high and dangerous surf.

Here is the water vapor satellite image of the U.S. East Coast taken at 1915Z (3:15PM EDT), Aug. 22, 2009 showing Hurricane Bill passing offshore by about 400 miles even as a weather system with cold front and associated low pressure area moves across the Eastern Seaboard.

It's a bit unusual (I think) to have a hurricane passing so close to the East Coast and a meso-low with tropical downpours over the mid-Atlantic. Usually, a well organized hurricane like this (Bill is a strong category 2 with max sustained winds presently of 100 mph) creates a subsidence zone around it so that it is just clear, sunny, breezy, and hot in the mid-Atlantic while the shortwave (with surface cold front) that INVARIABLY is going to kick the tropical system on a rapid right angle turn far out to sea passes through dry.

I guess I should happy.

Above is an image of the current LWX "county warning area" (CWA) for the Baltimore / Washington NWS area, a.k.a. "Sterling" (since the office is located in Sterling, Virginia), a.k.a. "LWX", which refers to its three-letter abbreviation. Also included are parts of other NWS forecast office CWAs, including Wakefield, Virginia (AKQ), which covers the Tidewater area.

There are a few errors in this: the not-listed pink area is actually a severe thunderstorm watch and the dark red in lower King and Queen County, Virginia is a flash flood warning, not a tropical storm warning.

Here is the current NWS national map of the U.S. valid at 3:36PM EDT, Aug. 22, 2009 showing all the warnings and advisories in effect in the United States. Note in the legend how similar the tropical storm warnings and flash flood warnings are.

The NWS sometimes uses very similar colors for multiple purposes and their system seems to get confused. Also, when a given area is in more than one warning, the "more serious" one is given prominence, so much of that severe t-storm watch area is also in the flash flood watch, but the former is shown rather than the latter.

Here is the 2:49PM EDT, Aug. 22, 2009 Sterling (LWX) base mode reflectivity radar image shows the precipitation moving toward the D.C. area.

Here is the 2:49PM EDT, Aug. 22, 2009 Wakefield (AKQ) composite mode reflectivity radar image. That's quite impressive. (Composite mode shows what's happening inside the cloud while base mode is showing what is falling from it.)

On a related topic, all my admittedly strange fuming about how the D.C. area has gotten nothing lately -- at least officially in that stupid rain bucket at National Airport (DCA) -- has been somewhat incorrect. To begin with, DCA managed to pick up 0.38" of precip. in the 24 hour period ending at 1PM today, mostly from a 0.25" t-storm this morning at the 4AM hour.

DCA officially had only 0.10" yesterday and through midnight is actually running 1.29" below for the month with only 1.02" having fallen. For the year, it's at 25.22" or almost exactly normal (+0.09").

Trouble is, it doesn't feel that way ... esp. since nearly everything in the last month or so has somehow managed to miss DCA, including that 3 to 5 inch deluge on parts of the District of Columbia on July 23, 2009.

I've never experienced a year with so much rain that has managed to "officially" miss that damn rain bucket at DCA, which is located in a far corner of the field next to the river in a really stupid and unrepresentative spot for rain, temperature, and (when it does happen) snow.

Above is an aerial Google image map of Reagan Washington National Airport. I have drawn in and marked where the weather recording station is located.

For contrast, while DCA had 0.38" in that 24 hour period, an unofficial spotter report in Arlington County (at the eastern edge of which geographically is where DCA is located) received 1.37" in the past 24 hours.

By contrast, Dulles Airport (IAD) has had 1.81", with 1.28" yesterday, bringing its monthly total through midnight to 1.69" (-0.81") and its yearly total to 30.34" or +3.39" above normal. The IAD 3-day hourly observations give a grand total of 2.79", but that is apparently incorrect.

Speaking of IAD weather observation issues, it has also had problems lately with its thermometer. More generally, the quality control being applied to the climatology records by the LWX folks for the Baltimore / Washington area has been crummy in recent years.

As for BWI, it reported 1.12", with 1.04" falling yesterday, bringing the monthly total (through midnight) to 2.56" for the month (+0.04") and 30.65" for the year, or +3.54" above normal.

The anti-weather magicians at Sterling LWX put out this public information statement for today (the link will be active only for a short period of time before it is replaced by the next statement).


A distant cumulonimbus clouds looms up in the summer sky well behind the old Cole Field House on the Univ. of Maryland, College Park campus, shortly after 3PM, Aug. 18, 2009


Part II: Life and Debt Update with Cape May - Wildwood Pictures

This second part of my entry includes some scattered and randomly placed images of my New Jersey beach trip from earlier this week. It is topically unrelated to the entry.

A small drawbridge with a tollbooth between Cape May and Wildwood Crest, 1:17PM EDT, Aug. 17, 2009. This bridge runs over the Cape May Canal that basically makes all of Cape May an island. The old rust bucket of a ship visible through the bridge guard rail was called the Flicka.


As for other stuff, I'm still being hounded by creditors (although I never answer their calls) and cannot do anything unless I declare a chapter 13 bankruptcy, which -- ironically -- I cannot afford to do at this time.

My Sunshine Buddies, who along with my plush stuffed animals such as Flippo, keep me company in my wee apt.

I would prefer a chapter 7 bankruptcy, but I have to wait literally until Aug. 28, 2010 to do that because there is an arbitrary pro-Bush, pro-Ebola virus deadly-like credit card company 8 year rule in effect designed.

I'm sure a lot of ignorant Americans will be whipped up into a frenzy at stupid town hall brawls by Fox News and the likes of professional propagandists such as Betsy McCaughey in order to protect their "right" to be destroyed by corporate fascist interests, too.

It's not just on health care -- an issue on which Obama really needs to get it together and stop listening to fucking Cokie Roberts and The Washington Post Editorial Board. Still another topic on which corporate interests, in this case, Big Oil, are getting the booboisie and working class worked up into an uninformed lather is on climate change.

Taken all together, it is powerful proof of Marx's old adage about the underclass being "bribed tools of reactionary intrigue."

Boy, America is dumb country. Maybe every country is, I dunno. Maybe this fear and desire to maintain a status quo is what keeps countries inherently stable.

What have I done to help bring about positive change?

NOTHING. And that's exactly how it is going to remain.

As for Pres. Obama, read this Paul Krugman New York Times column from the other day. It basically sums it all up.

Wait, where was I?

Oh, yes, while I have not been sued yet, I may not be able to stave off judgments against me. The big fear would be wage garnishments or checking account liens. The former is highly problematic since I am a contractor and (according to the lawyer I spoke to) therefore I could have 100 percent seized, not 25 percent, and I'd have no money at all ("And I'm proud to be an American / Where at least I know I'm free ...").

Stewart's Root Beer stand on the boardwalk, Wildwood, N.J., 6:55PM, Aug. 17, 2009.

I owe a grand total of about $13,500 to four collection agencies and Macy's. I've "settled" with one of them and made interim arrangements with another for a total of $135 a month -- which I can ill afford. The other two collection agencies are suspiciously quiet, but in due time, they'll pounce. Then there's Macy's, which is (I hope) much farther back along the process, though it may run more quickly with them since they probably have in-house collection goon squads.

Henry's on the Beach, Cape May, N.J., Aug. 18, 2009


In point of fact, I actually only ran up about half that $13,500 with all of it going for food and clothing and (once) rent back in 2006. The rest is just the usual American corporate and middlemen money grabs wrapped up in the flag.

Cape May Miniature Golf & Cocomoe's Premium Ice Cream Parlor -- housed in the fanciful looking building above -- 11:20AM, Aug. 18, 2009, Cape May, N.J.


Once I get out of this, I will -- to paraphrase Queen Elizabeth II upon her ascension to the British Imperial Throne -- my whole life, whether it be long or short, NEVER have another shitbag credit card.

As for my contracting job, it has picked up and I'm about three-quarters of the way (for September into October) being able to pay my rent, other bills, and still live.

I guess I'm living the way GOD wants: always on the precipice of catastrophe. Now exactly when does my very special episode of Touched By An Angel begin??

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Finally, as for looking for gainful employment, it's all the usual shit with no call backs. Everything I send out by email in terms of applications goes into an electronic black hole. I am going to send a hard copy of my resume and cover letter to the boss of the hiring official at this one consulting company here in D.C., not because I think that will help me get the job (it will probably have the opposite effect), but I'm just pissed off that the bastard ignored both my email and a voice mail request to let me know if he received my files. Fuck him.

That's the key point: I DON'T EVEN GET TO THE INTERVIEW process.

That's how it works today. You don't actually interview unless the place is serious about hiring you.

Cape May Marina and parking lot with a very New Jersey looking bright blue car (I'm assuming that's a Mustang but I'm terrible at identifying car makes and models), 1:42PM EDT, Aug. 18, 2009.


What may be hurting me, ironically, are all those damn degrees and the dates I have attached to them. I am going to omit at least one of my three masters degrees henceforth and remove the dates I received them, since that is showing up the fact that I'm now nearly 40.

Cape May, N.J., beach, 1:26PM EDT, Aug. 18, 2009. LP was looking for pier that he remembered from a long ago childhood visit and another one when he was in his 20s, but we couldn't find it and no one seemed to know much about it.

Also, in one of New Jersey's more unusual characteristics (along with no self-service gasoline), you have to pay to go on most beaches, even municipal ones, typically $5 a day, although you can get season passes. I think this is somehow related to the fact that in New Jersey, one can own private property on the beach, up to the mean high tide mark. At least that is how I've always understood it. While Wildwood does not have such a charge, Cape May does.


LP taking in the summer evening beachside carnival atmosphere of the boardwalk and pier, Wildwood, N.J., 7:00PM, Aug. 17, 2009.


Returning to my D.C. lament ... More generally, Washington, D.C. as a place that one would live and work in and "build a life" hits up hard against the reality that it is a shitty, mean, power-obsessed city. For every struggling person such as me, there is 1,000 or 5,000 others in a similar position, except many area younger and/or better connected and/or better "qualified" due to this or that experience or, in some cases, physical attribute that is nowadays desired.

One of these days, I'll relate the Dec. 2005 - Jan. 2006 catastrophe when I tried to apply for a NOAA / NCEP position and how that unintentionally cost me a friendship.

The scary mechanical Satan atop the Dante's Dungeon ride on the Wildwood (Morey's) pier, 7:03PM, Aug. 17, 2009, Wildwood, N.J.


The famous Marquis de Lafayette hotel, 11:27AM, Aug. 18, 2009, Cape May, N.J. I think the original sprawling Victorian structure was razed and replaced with this one back in the 1950s.


OK, I think that's about all for now. My next planned update won't be until probably Tuesday or Wednesday of next week (Aug. 25 or 26).

It's beginning to rain. Good.

The Lost in Washington, D.C., view from my apartment a short time ago, 3:06PM EDT, Aug. 22, 2009


P.S. I'm posting this at 4:15PM and it's deluging outside with thunder and lightning.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Ball Park Memories and Update from the D.C. Weather Dead Zone

A picture of Yours Truly (me) earlier tonight at Nationals Stadium where I went with my friend Kevin (who took the image).


I had intended to post the remainder of my New Jersey shore vacation pics from earlier this week with only commentary on them. Instead, I ended up writing a topically unrelated entry and I was too tired to then post all the pictures. Instead, I am posting I am a few pictures from earlier tonight at the Nationals baseball game I attended with my friend Kevin, who has season tickets.

I had a very enjoyable game with Kevin, even though (as usual) the Nationals lost, in this case to the Colorado Rockies by 4 to 5. I went there last summer with him on July 31, 2008 and I wrote about it here.

Here is the view earlier tonight from the top tier of the stadium behind home plate.

There is a stunning view of Washington, D.C., and environs from the upper tier and seat rows, but my cellphone camera doesn't capture those kinds of distant things.


Now any trip to Nationals Stadium requires me to write about the ghost of what used to be along the legendary "Unit Block" of O Street, SE, in that hitherto blown out section of Navy Yard in Washington, D.C. I learned of those places in late 1992 / early 1993 when I first arrived in the D.C. area and my friend Brian started taking me there on Friday or Saturday nights. That is, we would "end up ..." there.

I refer to the gay go go dancer bars, X-rated movie theatre, and "health club" that used to be there ... stretching from their beginnings in the late 1960s - early 1970s in a very different world (long before I came to D.C. in late 1992) and running until about 2006. These were opened (probably by stealth and intentional ignorance on the part of the city government) long before the Beautiful Boy 17th Street Gayborhood Existed -- and running until 2005 / 2006.

REVISED IMAGE (posted 11:53AM, 08/20/2009) based on Kristof's initial comment: Above is the same image but with my best estimate of where the gay dancer bars, drag show venue, and "health clubs" used to be. The "S" stands for Secrets, "Z" stands for Ziegfields, "WSC" for Washington Sports Club, "G/H" for "Men's Glorious Health and Entertainment" (a.k.a., the "Glory Hole," a gay sex club), and "LCaF" for La Cage Aux Follies, which actually was located just outside the stadium footprint itself.

The above image with overall is actually a revised version of a similar one I made in my 2008 entry.

There was an actual papal mass held here in April 2008 by Pope Benedict XVI, and one must ask: How often does a Pope go to a spot that used to be a gay sex club / go go bar district?

I am ignoring the fact that over the decades, probably a third of the older priests in the Washington Catholic Archdiocese and Arlington Diocese probably trolled down there on Friday and Saturday nights, since it is a separate issue.

Sort of.

By the way, S and Z -- which were really the same establishment -- is actually located under the same names on the opposite side of South Capitol Street at Half Street, SW, and O Street, SW.

Here is what it used to look like there. This was taken in March 2006 (I got it off the internet last year) shortly before the old warehouses and other structures that housed those legendary, notorious places were demolished and the stadium construction began.

Here is the image from Kevin's season tickets seat area, taken earlier tonight at 8:15PM, Aug. 19, 2009.


Turning to the weather ...

Hurricane Bill is 120 percent certain to do like EVERY frickin' hurricane in the past several years and TOTALLY bypass the U.S. East Coast with the usual right angle turn because some dumb ass short wave comes off the frickin' North American continent and boots the frickin' thing out on a right angle turn to Portugal by the weekend.

Here is the National Hurricane Center's forecasted track from its 11PM EDT Aug 19, 2009 advisory.


Now I realize all the local and national media meteorologist whore-casters are in a state of ecstatic thrill over this -- they want Atacama Desert like conditions of heat and dryness at all times -- but it's frickin' annoying to me. Among the locals are the Big Giant Head ... the Bitch Who Looks Like a Morphine Addict ... and the Faded Ken Doll.

The view of the 400 block of Palm Road outside the Jolly Roger Motel in Wildwood Crest, N.J., where LP, Gary, and I stayed Monday into Tuesday, as seen at 11:00AM, Aug. 18, 2009 as we were checking out.


No, it's not that I want category 5 ... or even category 3 ... devastation around here (although I have come to realize that Washington, D.C., is my enemy and not my friend city).

Rather, I just want a decent a tropical storm that brings lots of rain and wind to frickin' useless D.C. Instead, as I have written before, Washington, D.C., the Imperial Capital City, gets no weather and instead is at the center of a "dead shit zone."

Here is an actual stormy scene from just outside the northeastern perimeter of the D.C. Weather Dead Shit Zone ...

This shows the violently turbulent down-burst from a rapidly moving strong thunderstorm with accompanying rain squall moving west to east, as seen from the Delaware Memorial Bridge, looking north, as LP, Gary, and departed New Jersey. Naturally, by the time we got to Washington, there hadn't even been measurable rain (at DCA), and all was therefore right in the D.C. Weather Dead Shit Zone.


The D.C. Weather Dead Shit Zone: now four years and counting of no meaningful snow and cold in winter time ... shit, not even any nor'easters with rain ... no thunderstorms in summer time ... no tropical systems in late summer into fall ... no nothing ever. Just like my career prospects.

Life guard stand #10 (parallel to Lotus Rd. located inland from the expansive beach), Wildwood Crest, N.J., 3:41PM, Aug. 18, 2009.


Anyway, I'm signing off now and plan to post the rest of my New Jersey pictures in my next entry, along with why Washington, D.C., the loathsome and infinitely tiresome Imperial Capital City of the Late Stage American Empire, sucks in so many ways, not to mention discussing why my resume with its excessive number of degrees and listed dates of graduation, and possibly even my name itself, are jinxing me. Boo.

I will also talk about my money issues -- including how much I owe all around to so many people and entities and how bad it all is, but not right now.