Ever seen a coke machine outside a house?

Okay, here are some modern photos taken in the last seven years.  Trulock Park is on the Arkansas River below Pine Bluff.  My Trulock ancestors lived in this area from 1845 until I'm not sure when.  The matriarch, my great-great-great grandmother Amanda Beardsley Trulock, ran the plantation from the time her husband James Hines Trulock died in December 1849 until she returned to her native city of Bridgeport, Connecticut, in 1866.  What I don't know is how long the land belonged to her heirs after she died in 1891, or if it was even in the family that long.  Trulock Park has covered picnic tables and a boat launching ramp, but was closed down when I took this photo.  It reopened for a while, and now is closed again due to a decrease of funding for the US Army Corps of Engineers.  (Summer 2012:  It may be open again, at least for the summer.)

David Motel is in Shreveport.  Photo from August 2004. 

House with Dr. Pepper Machine is in Malvern, Arkansas, or was when I took the photo sometime in this century.

Dogs in the Puegeot with the Volvo nearby are in the parking lot at Wheatsville Food Co-op in Austin, Texas.  Circa 2005.

Hi, lonesome

Howarey'all?  Good I hope, and well, too.  Lonesome ain't so bad most of the time.

What we have above is Congress Avenue and Riverside Drive, Austin '92 or early '93.

And here, below, my right hand focusing the Radio Shack stylus inspection magnifier (used to check the condition of the "needle" on a turntable) on a page of Ian Lawrie's excellent book, A Unified Grand Tour of Theoretical Physics, copyright 1991. This is also a late '92 or early '93 photo, taken at my desk in my garage apartment that was on the lower level of a split-level house at 1021 Bonham Terrace in Austin. Very nice place. Small, with just one room and a kitchen, but just what I required at the time. It faced (I hope still faces) Kenwood Road and the greenbelt area across the road. Once a big python or similar snake crossed the road from the greenbelt, with bluejays harrassing it all the way. I didn't know for sure it wasn't some kind of poisonous snake so I left it alone. The only problem was, it then went into the basement door of 1021 Bonham Terrace, the door right next to my apartment. I was a bit worried about it, and made some calls, but to no avail. A married couple lived above me and owned the house. I told the guy about it, and we went in the basement together. Didn't find the snake. He told me not to tell his wife about the snake. I didn't. Everybody didn't live happily ever after, but it wasn't the snake's fault.