Saturday, December 31, 2011

Happy New Year 2012: Reflections on Endings and Beginnings

A dazzling sunset on one of the last days of 2011 following a rainy afternoon, as seen from my 5th floor apartment looking to the southwest, Washington, D.C., 4:42PM, Dec. 27, 2011.

Yes, I have posted similar sunset images from this vantage point recently, but it seemed appropriate to do so again this last day of 2011.


OK, this is my last entry for 2011. The pictures in this entry that I took include those of a rainbow and spectacular sunset on Tuesday night (three days ago); a trip to the National Zoo to see Zoo Lights on Wednesday night (two days ago); and some TV screen shots from the 1956 movie Earth vs. the Flying Saucers that was on TCM three nights ago (although I managed instead to get most of the same scenes from the YouTube movie promo with screen captures as substitutions).

The movie Earth vs. the Flying Saucers was a sci fi film from 1956. If you are interested in the plot of an alien invasion of Earth, read the Wikipedia article here. The images of the UFO's attacking and then being defeated over Washington, D.C., are quite interesting.

The occasion of this movie was TCM showing a series of science fiction films on Tuesday night that included my favorite movie: 

Close Encounters of the Third Kind. 

I actually called my dad (for the first time in almost two months) and we spoke for about 80 minutes. He was watching that movie when I called, which is how I found out it was on.


As a recap, 2011 began on a very bad note -- first with the stinging disappointment of the missed "Boxing Day" 2010 blizzard that buried New Jersey and parts of the immediate East Coast but gave the D.C. area squat.

This was followed a month later by the biggest personal crisis of the year: My Cobalt banning by Matthew "Mr. Sirius" with the help of the two other members of his Unholy Trinity, to wit, Oooza the Unloved and the peacock-shrieking Turkey Vulture, on the grounds that I tried to trip his boyfriend on the steps of that nasty place.

Recall that Mr. Sirius long ago -- over 7-1/2 years -- had me banned from JRs and since the D.C. gay mafia never goes anywhere and instead remains in its super lucrative position for decades and decades ... 

... the ban is still in effect.

A few stealth trips in the past year notwithstanding, I now mostly avoid 17th Street outright.

Screenshot from Earth vs. the Flying Saucers showing the flying saucers over Union Station here in D.C.


My counter-effort (the IRS and DC OTR letters) did not work out, but those letters were always going to be a long shot (not because what I wrote is untrue -- far from it -- but because it was all circumstantial).

Here is Mr. Sirius in his bar, I mean, Tulip the Holstein cow in her barn at the National Zoo, 7:37PM, Dec. 28, 2011.

Mr. Sirius may have had a bad year anyway because this live-in boyfriend unexpectedly broke up with him and moved out of his place.

As for Mr. Sirius, I genuinely think I am getting over the whole stupid situation and FINALLY achieving what I've longed to achieve: indifference toward him.

Here one of the flying saucers plows into the Washington Monument as its propulsion system is disabled, outright destroying the world-famous marble obelisk.


It was also strange year for my friendships. I ended those that needed to be ended, including with Wall-P and HG. Upon reflection, I have omitted a lengthy discussion about these two.

Here the Washington Monument collapses. This was actually a surprisingly disturbing scene for a campy old movie.


The year slowly improved as things steadied at my job -- and we avoided any Federal shutdowns despite the GOP Teabagger insanity in full throttle control of one (if not two) of the branches of the Federal Government. A shutdown and loss of income would have been very bad, no, catastrophic, for me.

Ah, the ending ... with the characters played by Hugh Marlowe and Joan Taylor looking at each other in front of the damaged U.S. Capitol building (a flying saucer crashed into the top of it).

BTW, the movie featured one of space ships on the beach along the Chesapeake Bay -- except there was a 2,000' mountain along this bay. Obviously, that was filmed in California or some such place.


By the end of the year, things were steady at my job, even though I'm living check to check (as ever); I was (am) paying off another credit card debt; I am now getting along well with BOTH my parents; and I'm sort of surviving, even if not flourishing. I'm getting older and I'm too heavy.

During 2011, I managed to find comfort, intellectual and otherwise, in the writings of Paul Krugman and Michael Lind (although he has ignored two e-mails I sent him -- in the past, we had a few e-mail exchanges).

In particular, Paul Krugman -- through his regular New York Times hosted blog and his Monday and Friday regular op-ed columns -- has helped me enormously in grasping economic and monetary issues confronting us.

He has done this by hammering home a basic macroeconomic understanding of what is going on in a time when failed "zombie" ideologies (e.g., expansionary austerity and the Chicago School of endless deregulation and market self-regulation) still are causing great suffering, and the "Washington Consensus" (to use a phrase from the 1990s) is wrongly obsessed with deficits and debts when the real issue is massive under-utilization of the workforce, with the attendant social suffering that brings.

For his part, Lind has wonderful insights into America's political situation and sees big-picture connections and relationships I never considered.


Weather-wise, 2011 featured area-wide ...

... a horribly hot, miserable summer with big weather disappointments the first half of the year but then it became more interesting with a hurricane (Irene) and above to much above normal rainfall. It was was warmed than normal. I calculate at Reagan Washington National Airport (DCA) it was +2.1F for the year but +4.2F for June and +5.3F for July and December.

Preliminarily, since no additional measurable precipitation is likely through midnight Jan. 1, 2012, here are the yearly totals and their comparisons to the new (1981 - 2010) 30-year normal values for the usual DCA, BWI, and IAD regional troika of climate stations:

DCA: 46.89" +7.15" (39.74")

BWI: 56.52" +14.64" (41.88")

IAD: 46.20" +4.66" (41.54")

Maryland Science Center: 54.06" +13.17" (40.89") (Note: I am also unsure if this is a full 30-year record.)

As I have already noted, Harrisburg, Pa., had by far its wettest year ever: 73.73" (as of today), surpassing the previous (1972) record total of 59.27" and +32.99" above the 1981 - 2010 normal of 40.74".

It was the kind of weather year about which the LWX crew, in particular WOODY!, and their pet Sue Palka - Cabra creature, would have mixed feelings.

Let's check in one last time in 2011 with the Sue Palka - Cabra creature. There she is ... What say you, Palka - Cabra??



Wall Street Rigged Casino Ends Year Mixed, Corporate Oligarchs Still Entrenched in Power

The  images accompanying this were taken from a Dec. 30, 2011 New York Times online article on the stock market's 2011 performance.

The vulgar and amoral Dow Jones Industrial Average rose 5.53% or 640.05 points to 12,217.56 while the dirty S&P 500 was statistically unchanged with a 0.04 point drop to 1,257.60, and the bubble-prone NASDAQ fell 47.72 or -1.80% to 2,605.15.

The Dow Jones Industrial Average (DJIA) percentage performance in 2011.

The Standard & Poors (S&P) 500 Index percentage performance in 2011.

The NASDAQ (National Association of Dealers Automated Quotations) Composite Index percentage performance in 2011.


Meanwhile, to quote Bernard Connolly, the "malignant lunacy" of the euro promises to continue apace with Angela Merkel doing the bidding of German bankers while the useless Nicolas Sarkozy stands around with that half-arrogant / half-dumb ass look on his face.

BTW, check out this YouTube satirical parody version of Germany's long-running New Years Eve classic Dinner for One TV show featuring Nicolas Sarkozy as Angela Merkel's drunken butler.

A screenshot from the aforementioned YouTube clip.

At this point, the peripheral euro zone countries, esp. Greece, Italy, Spain, Portugal, Ireland, and Latvia really have no choice but to remain in that unholy monetary alliance. 

A far more integrated political alliance is needed, but does anyone seeing the Germans really embracing the Greeks or anyone else in a true union?? Mississippi and California are fraternal twins compared to those countries.

This graph from Paul Krugman's 12/24 blog entry probably best sums it up -- comparing wages in Iceland, which defaulted on its debt and allowed its currency to drop sharply, to those in Ireland and Latvia, both in the euro fiscal straitjacket. It also compares what would have happened had Iceland been on the euro.

The moral of the story from the above image is that EITHER a country needs its own ability to print money, lest it be forced to square the circle and deflate its way to someone else's prosperity OR there needs to be a genuine political integration with all that this means in terms of government budgets, including transfer payments, as well as financing debt.


Looking ahead, 2012 will feature its own worrisome challenges, many closer to home, involving my job.

As for big things, such as the endless mind numbing inanity of the American presidential election and the nihilistic sport into which the U.S. corporate media make it. I can't suffer that brand of insanity and will mostly tune it out.

And what of that media -- outlets such as POLITICO (distilled nihilistic essence of the The WaHoPo) and reporters such as CNN's Wolf Blitzer (clueless dumb).


Readable Reads to Close Out 2011

Here are several readable reads from Salon to end the year ...

A Salon interview with Thomas Frank, author of What's the Matter with Kansas? and a new book Pity the Billionaire, on why the American rightwing made such a tremendous comeback just two years after the 2008 financial crash and start of the Lesser Depression.

He argues it was a combination of deeply ingrained fanciful American ideology and a pretty much useless, out-of-touch, Washington-centric technocratic "liberals," including those in the Obama administration, that while in some cases necessary (the Recovery Act), failed to channel populist outrage.


Entrance to the National Zoo decked out in the nighttime annual December Zoo Lights display, 6:47PM, Dec. 28, 2011.


The second piece is by Andrew Leonard and is entitled "World on the verge of a nervous breakdown". He argues that high-tech capitalism -- or rather, its present-day, ultra highly financialized form -- is creating a world of incredible instability and stress.


"Our modern high-tech markets, in which more money than ever before swirls around the globe in a blink of an eye, are better at transmitting panic and fear than anything heretofore created by humans. If civilization is supposed to imply progress, then something has gone very awry: In the second decade of the 21st century, our infrastructure is increasingly fragile, increasingly prone to disruption. The sword of Damocles hangs above everyone’s head, and the thread that keeps it from falling is fraying perilously thin."


Hippo from the Hippograms blog at the National Zoo inside the building with the ginger bread house displays and Christmas trees, Washington, D.C., 6:51PM, Dec. 28, 2011.

I am hoping that Hippo restarts the blog in 2012.


The third piece is by Michael Lind on what he calls the "Age of Turboparalysis" -- protests globally galore but they make no difference. Everything still sucks, and will continue for a while.


More Christmas trees in the gingerbread house display area, National Zoo, Washington, D.C., 6:54PM, Dec. 28, 2011.


The fourth is by writer Peter Birkenhead. Using the occasion of a trip he and a friend took to Oak Alley Plantation in Louisiana, he wrote a lengthy, thoughtful piece discussing how the South -- with the tacit help of the North -- essentially has whitewashed the legacy of slavery. Some key excerpts are below.

"When the Civil War ended, there were no truth and reconciliation commissions formed to process memories, no Nuremberg Trials to enable reflection, no Great Emancipator to free the future from the past — only ghosts and the ravenous politics of memory. The need for national reckoning was quickly subordinated to the political imperative of reunification, and on both sides of the Mason Dixon line, forgetting became more valuable than remembering."

A sunset rainbow as (barely) seen from my apartment looking north toward Meridian Hill Park, Washington, D.C., 4:42PM, Dec. 27, 2011.


Continued excerpt:

"Southern apologists earned sudden fortunes in a gold rush of nostalgic forgetting. Within a year of the war’s end, a Virginia journalist named Edward Pollard published a novel called 'The Lost Cause: A New Southern History of the War of the Confederates,' a breathless, self-pitying fantasy, and the first of many to recast the conflict as a tragedy of fraternal strife and regional repression, to blame the Confederate defeat on the overwhelming resources and underhanded tactics of the North, exalt the Confederacy’s most ruthless generals as paragons of honor, revel in stories of freed people run amok, wallow in tearful, postwar family reunions, and pine for the 'Golden Age' of hoop- skirts and happy-go-lucky chattel. It depicted slavery as a benign if not beneficial institution, and relegated further discussion on the topic to the offstage realm of 'touchy' subjects, where, for perpetual Northern fear of offending delicate Southern sensibilities, it has languished ever since..."

"By 1932, and the publication of 'Gone With the Wind' -- the ultimate Lost Cause novel and still the most popular book in America, after the Bible -- Lost Cause literature succeeded in sacrificing the very meaning of the Civil War to the demands of myth-making. (The 1939 movie sealed the deal.) The culture of forgetting had become a national religion ..."

I was able to get a bit more of the rainbow in this picture, but this was as far as I could lean out the window -- lest I fall 5 stories down to my untimely death, Washington, D.C., 4:42PM, Dec. 27, 2011.


Continued excerpt: 

"After Lincoln's assassination, Republicans struck an implicit deal with the South, a sort of economic/cultural tradeoff, in which the South was allowed to construct the edifice of the Lost Cause culture in return for letting Northern investors exploit the South's resources. For decades after the war, at cemetery and monument dedications, Blue-Gray reunions and Veterans Day parades, Northern politicians and former generals made a point of describing the conflict in the language of the Lost Cause, praising the chivalry of once-estranged brothers, lauding their former enemy's fierce dedication to their mission, and rarely acknowledging what that mission had been. The relative postwar silence of the North on the issue of slavery, and the flagrant corruption of newly established Union military governments, helped stoke already flourishing Southern resentment and denial. Instead of beginning a period of reflection, the South spent the late 19th century dressing up in old uniforms and comforting itself with revisionist stories.

"The Reconstruction-era South didn't invent dishonesty, but its response to America's defining trauma has become a foundational lie, supporting an ever-growing edifice of false history."

Quite a spectacular sunset afterglow on the base of the clouds, as seen from my apartment looking across the intersection of New Hampshire Ave, U St., and 16th St., Washington, D.C., 4:52PM, Dec. 27, 2011.


My friend and co-worker DD, who has Southern family roots, said that while he agreed with the sentiments, the North too has its own racial legacies that it too has intentionally forgotten.

Exiting the National Zoo beneath some of the Zoo Lights arboreal LED displays, Washington, D.C., 8:36PM, Dec. 28, 2011.


Speaking of DD, I am having dinner with him and his family in Rockville. Thereafter, I may see K. in Friendship Heights, and then I'll head home to watch the ball drop in Time Square at midnight -- and see Dick Clark try to get through another New Years Eve. Thereafter, I will probably go to Larry's Lounge or Nellie's.

This is the same Tuesday sunset rainbow -- except as seen from Old Town Alexandria by the Potomac looking north / northeast. This picture was actually the top image in the print edition of the next day's (Dec. 28, 2011) WaHoPo.


OK, I think that's about all for now. I may try to post a brief update on the 1st but my next full entry won't be until Monday or Tuesday. I have to finish up at least two of the three compliance reports (I'm about 2/3 done the big one), and I plan to work on them at home the next few days.

Happy New Year 2012!


Friday, December 30, 2011

2012 New Years Eve Eve

Comet Lovejoy seen here shortly before sunrise this month in the skies above the Paranal Observatory in Chile with the Large and Small Clouds of Magellan (Magellanic Clouds) visible. Comet Lovejoy narrowly survived its very close encounter with the Sun earlier this month. This was the Dec. 28, 2011 APOD.


I plan to have a new entry posted tomorrow with a bit of an end-of-year recap. It was a strange and eventful  sort of year in which things may have finally set out in a new and better direction. Or not.  


Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Very Anny Runnell Kenny Christmas, 2011

My mom and yours truly at the Chart House restaurant in Annapolis, Md., on Christmas Day, Dec. 25, 2011.

This is the second year in a row that we have gone there for Christmas.


I wrote most of this entry yesterday (Dec. 26th) but did not format and finalize and post it until today (Dec. 27th). 

This was a very nice and pleasant Christmas spent with my mom and Ray (my step-dad) over in Anne Arundel County in suburban Maryland between Baltimore and Annapolis.

In the local dialect, it's in Anny Runnell Kenny, Merlin between Balmer and Anny-polis, hon. (I will write a little bit more about the "Maryland accent" in an upcoming entry.) The pictures in this entry were taken on my brief Christmas visit to see my mom between Friday and earlier today. They are posted mostly chronologically.


Christmas Eve, Dec. 24, 2011

Here we are driving along Rt. 1 Baltimore Avenue in Beltsville, Md., 3:23PM, Dec. 24, 2011.

My mom and Ray picked me up at the College Park Metro.


Here is visible an old tower for some abandoned and perhaps forgotten purpose seen through a tangle of brownish weeds and December bare scrub-forest growing along the CSX - MARC Camden Line tracks running along Rt. 1 Baltimore Avenue in Beltsville, Md., 3:24PM, Dec. 24, 2011.

The CSX and MARC Camden Line commuter train tracks run between Baltimore and Washington through suburban Maryland's less affluent stretches. This line is distinct from the Amtrak mainline that also is the route of the MARC Penn Line.


The intersection of Rt. 1 Baltimore Avenue and Contee Road in Laurel, Md., 3:26PM, Dec. 24, 2011.


Rushing along Veterans Highway past some unidentified business (possibly a storage place OR a motel), Millersville, Md., 3:54PM, Dec. 24, 2011.


My mom and Ray inside of the trailer, Millersville, Md., 4:05PM, Dec. 24, 2011.

I stayed in the back (front) room. Quite cozy.


As I mentioned, my mom and Ray live in Millersville an unincorporated community next to the larger and much better known and likewise unincorporated Glen Burnie, which however is a Census-Designated Place, both in Anne Arundel County, Maryland. 

Indeed, only Annapolis and Highland Beach are incorporated communities in Anne Arundel County while the rest are unincorporated or unincorporated CDP's. Wikipedia conveniently lists them out here.

Left: A map of Anne Arundel County by U.S. Postal zip code. Ignore the colors -- it was from a 2006 WaHoPo real estate article showing price changes over 2005 during the height of the real estate bubble. Glen Burnie consists of the 21060 and 21061 zip codes.

Though I am not originally from Glen Burnie**, I spent much of the 1980s and early 1990s with them. This included going to junior high and high school.

This included what has for many years been Corkran Middle School (grades 6 - 8) but back then was Corkran Junior High (grades 7 - 9) and Glen Burnie High School, whence I graduated about, oh, 1,500 years ago -- way back at the end of "Morning in America" in 1988.

The interior of Jenkins Memorial Church in Riviera Beach, Md., 7:37PM, Dec. 24, 2011.

My mom and I went to this non-denominational church for a Christmas Eve candlelight service because a friend of hers is a long-time member and she invited us to go. It is located in Riviera Beach, Md., but the locals always say "Ri-VERA" -- eliding over the extra "i" in much the same way the locals about 30 miles away in Mount Rainier, Md., say "Mount RAIN-yur."


Two framed old signs in Jenkins Memorial Church, Riviera Beach, Md., 9:24PM, Dec. 24, 2011. Glad to know that March 19, 1955 was a Saturday and a fried chicken dinner cost $1.25 for adults, 75 cents for children. 


As my regular readers know -- all four of them --I am from New Jersey, specifically, Long Branch / Sea Bright on the Jersey shore of Monmouth County, where I spent my 1970s childhood and 1980s teenage summers in the 1980s, stretching into the early 1990s, until my dad moved away from there. My mom is from South Amboy, but she left New Jersey shortly after marrying Ray in the mid-1970s, living in Belgium and then Texas. (Ray was in the U.S. Army.)

This Tuesday (Dec. 28th) is actually their 38th anniversary.

Christmas lights on a house and in the yard along residential Central Avenue in Glen Burnie, Md., 10:02PM, Dec. 24, 2011. Yes, I know my cellphone camera is quite poor at taking certain kinds of pictures such as those at night. 


More Christmas decorations including Eeyore and a sun glasses-wearing Santa in a small airplane (complete with twirling propeller) in the yard of the house along D Street SW, Glen Burnie, Md., 10:02PM, Dec. 24, 2011.

"Old" Glen Burnie is actually divided -- much like the District of Columbia -- into four directional quadrants, NW, SW, SE, and NE. (CORRECTED 7/1/2016) The "center" of the grid is Baltimore - Annapolis (B&A) Boulevard Crain Highway, Central Avenue, and Post 40 Road.

A Google map aerial view of Glen Burnie with the "center point" circled and the quadrants labeled. Post 40 Road does not show up well and is not labeled in this portion of the map. It parallels the hiker-biker B&A Trail. 

The quadrants are a bit off-kilter because of how runs Central Avenue, and in some places on this map, they appear to be out of place or just mislabeled. This inner part of Glen Burnie is de facto under the jurisdiction of something called the Glen Burnie Improvement Association (G.B.I.A.).

One of these days, I will have to talk about the G.B.I.A. and its annual Big Glen Burnie Carnival, not to mention my participation in it in the 1990s and early 2000s.

It is run by the Glen Burnie Improvement Association (G.B.I.A.). 

Yes, Glen Burnie has been in a continuous state of improvement since 1908.

I remember once my high school classmate Luther saying to someone at the carnival (we volunteered in the main kitchen area) in the same voice as the woman customer in the 1970s Calgon commercials when she realizes that the Chinese laundry where she has her clothes washed is actually using Calgon detergent (and it is not an ancient Chinese secret formula), "ANCIENT G.B.I.A. SECRET, EH??"

Yes, it was quite funny, and no, I have no idea what was said that prompted such a strange reply.


**(Cont'd from above)

My mom and Ray have lived in Anne Arundel County since spring 1982 (having arrived in Maryland in Nov. 1981 from Texas and briefly living in Baltimore). They moved from Glen Burnie to their present place in Millersville about 8 years ago.

I lived with them in Anne Arundel County about a third of that time (1982 through 1988 continuously and 1988 - 1994 intermittently) before seguing into my present D.C. existence via College Park and te 500 years or so I spent amassing three masters degrees (two superfluous) and a mortgage worth of student loan debt, not to mention wasting my late 20s and ALL of my 30s.


"Oh, the humanity!"

The McDonald's was jumpin' on Christmas Eve, Millersville, Md., 10:16PM, Dec. 24, 2011.

Once at this very McDonalds in May 1987, my mom once had her purse violently stolen by some cracked out emaciated bitch as she sat in her car (window rolled down, which we would never do today) while I was inside, unaware. The girl was caught and charged / pleaded guilty.


My mom using a shawl as an impromptu head scarf, Millersville, Md., 10:35PM, Dec. 24, 2011.


Yours truly wrapped in the American flag -- well, a blanket version of it -- while seated on the pull-out sofa, Millersville, Md., Christmas Eve, 2011.

Ray took this picture with his digital camera.


Christmas Day, Dec. 25, 2011

OK, this enormous sky-blue colored water tower -- which resembles nothing so much as an alien space ship that has just touched down -- is located in Millersville, Md., just off Veterans Highway and East-West Blvd., as seen at 1:02PM, Dec. 25, 2011.


The small round-about at East-West Blvd. and Jumpers Hold Road, Pasadena, Md., 1:06PM, Dec. 25, 2011.

I have no idea the historical origin of the name "Jumpers Hole," but there used to be a nearby unpleasant little mall called Jumpers Mall that was rebuilt into Pasadena Crossroads.


This is the draw bridge that carries Compromise Street over what I believe is the Spa Creek in Annapolis, Md., 1:29PM, Dec. 25, 2011.

I think this is just called the Compromise Street Bridge, but I'm not sure. We were heading over to the Chart House, located off Severn Avenue in a corner of Annapolis.


Yachts docked outside the Chart House restaurant, Annapolis, Md., 1:34PM, Dec. 25, 2011.


Another view of the yachts outside the Chart House -- here visible on its wharf location -- in Annapolis Md., on Christmas Day, 1:35PM, Dec. 25, 2011.

As you can see, it was not a particularly Christmas-y weather day. As for these yachts, including "Tangler II," they indicate the money in this part of Anne Arundel County. I kept thinking of the Gary Hart - Donna Rice sex scandal from 1987 and the yacht involved called "Monkey Business." 


My mom standing amid the tightly spaced cluster of dockside businesses that make up the Yacht Haven complex off 1st Street and Severn Avenue, Annapolis, Md., 1:40PM, Dec. 25, 2011.


Yours truly among the wooden pylons holding up the second floor deck of the Yacht Haven offices complex, Annapolis, Md., 1:40PM, Dec. 25, 2011.


Here are my mom and Ray at the Chart House restaurant, Annapolis, Md., Dec. 25, 2011. Ray had been smiling a moment before I took the picture. 

Ray had serious surgery involving removal of a badly ulcerated gall bladder about three weeks ago and is now doing quite well.


The Sugar Buns store on one of the narrow, wending streets in downtown Annapolis, Md., 4:03PM, Dec. 25, 2011.


The view of Annapolis from the U.S. Naval Academy Bridge, 4:07PM, Dec. 25, 2011.

The most prominent buildings of the Annapolis skyline are visible including the State Capitol Building and dome of the U.S. Naval Academy Chapel on the grounds.


Gary's Garden along Ritchie Highway (Rt. 2) in Severna Park, Md., 4:15PM, Dec. 25, 2011.


A water tower -- apparently a new one -- located along Jumpers Hole Road, Pasadena, Md., 4:31PM, Dec. 25, 2011.


Boxing Day, December 26, 2011

Clothes drying rack, washing machine (next to the dryer), and other stuff in the trailer, Millersville, Md., 1:03PM, Dec. 26, 2011. The other drying rack -- the ancient wooden one from the early 1970s -- is outside on the little deck. 


The trailer park in Millersville, Md., located right under the final approach route to nearby BWI Airport, 1:06PM, Dec. 26, 2011.

I think just about every place they have lived in Glen Burnie and Millersville has been under the final approach to BWI Airport. But then again, it's sort of hard not to be in this area.


My mom's cubicle in her office in Severna Park, Md., 2:58PM, Dec. 26, 2011.

My mom has worked in this office for almost 28 years. It's just a strange thought to think how much the world has changed in that time. I had not been there in at least 15 years. 

We had gone to lunch earlier and stopped by the office before driving to New Carrollton.


The waiting area for my mom's office, Severna Park, Md., 3:00PM, Dec. 26, 2011.


This is part of the hiker - biker Baltimore - Annapolis (B&A) Trail that runs from the edge of Annapolis all the way to Glen Burnie near the Cromwell Light Rail Station (13.3 miles). It actually runs along the old B&A Rail Line. This was the view from Severna Park, Md., looking south, 3:03PM, Dec. 26, 2011.


Leaving Anny Runnell Kenny ...

Here we are crossing over the Patuxent River on Rt. 50 from Anne Arundel into Prince George's County, Md., 3:21PM, Dec. 26, 2011.


Here I am back in the city area and my world, in particular, on the Metro Orange Line heading into D.C. from New Carrollton, Md., 3:37PM, Dec. 26, 2011.


OK, that ends my Christmas visit entry. While this should be a short and quiet week, I nevertheless HAVE to finish a series of compliance recommendation reports at work. Thus, I do not anticipate having another entry posted until Friday. Indeed, between now and Jan. 3rd, I anticipate posting only two additional entries.