Posting every day and trying to maintain a “brand” entails a measure of risk taking that I’ve accepted. Maybe this will be a new series, one that might even get up to SBS 80, like the Random Tugs series. So, here’s a different version of a foto I used yesterday. Doubleclick enlarges. I think there’s something remarkable about this gunner, and that’s all I’ll say. Agree?
The links in this series relate in no way to the fotos, but check this out . . . $20 million in silver and other metals–7700 bars of it–somewhere along the bottom of the sixth boro since 1903? Is this serious?
A grainy documentary foto from the ever-perspicacious bowsprite: Cornell pushes a barge with a yellow schoolbus around the boro, certainly a remarkable cargo.
Another remarkable story, which I heard some time ago but have not followed up on: 15,000 pieces of munitions fell from USS Bennington into the Narrows in 1954, before the VZ Bridge construction began. Have they now been removed?
And from the clear-sighted John Watson, here’s a foto of Sgt. Matej Kocak arriving last Monday from Diego Garcia, a remarkable place I’ll probably never visit.
Equally remarkable is this reference to the island of Lokoko on a sign outside the Hurricane Club (SW corner of 26th and Park Avenue) in Manhattan. By the coordinates, Lokoko must be out there, near Tahiti. I love imagined histories as well as real fictions and everyday miracles. I haven’t been inside. I just stumbled upon this while waiting for a friend the other day. Read reviews here.
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October 21, 2011 at 11:22 pm
peettheengineer
Schoolbus story: read here.
October 22, 2011 at 12:56 am
Max
And her machine gun is for protection against Somali pirates perhaps?
October 22, 2011 at 8:07 am
Les Sonnenmark
I see where Tugster is going with this. That first photo will be the cover illustration for his new Clive-Cussler-style novel “Guggenheim Rising”. On the back cover, a teaser excerpt: “As her patrol boat nosed into the side of the long-derelict tug, Petty Officer Peggy Fitzgerald surveyed the scene–a pile of silver ingots on in the wheelhouse, twelve dead terrorists splayed across the deck and a rugged marine photoblogger documenting it all. As she removed her helmet a blaze of silky flame-red hair fell over her shoulders, outshining her orange jumpsuit. ‘Maybe the Internet is mightier than the sword,’ she said, cradling her .50 caliber deck gun, ‘but sometimes ya gotta back it up with one of these.'”
October 22, 2011 at 8:25 am
tugster
les, max, peet . . . . thanks much! but nice!! still my cover just got blown! back into the witness protection program for me, maybe . . .