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Tuesday, January 31
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justeastofeden
on Tue 31 Jan 2006 11:41 AM CST
Monday, January 30
by
justeastofeden
on Mon 30 Jan 2006 09:57 PM CST
Directly downriver from the French Quarter, Faubourg Marigny had become a vibrant neighborhood known for its distinctive architecture and great music and restaurants before Hurricane Katrina. Named for Marquis Bernard De Marigny who subdivided his plantation to create the Faubourg Marigny, refusing to sell to anyone that could not speak French. Marigny inherited seven million dollars when his father died making him perhaps the richest man in the new world. Marigny is infamous for introducing craps, the gambling game, to America. Le crapaud is French for frog, and craps was initially called Le crapaud to describe the players position in playing the game. Burgundy, one of the streets in Faubourg Marigny, was originally called Craps because of Bernard de Marigny’s addiction to the game. I’ve checked numerous blogs to get an idea of what is left of Faubourg Marigny and the Big Easy in general. Information is scarce and I plan to travel there and see for myself. Stay tuned. http://www.ericwilder.com http://energyissues.blogharbor.com http://ghostofachance.blogspot.com http://ericwilder.blogspot.com .
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justeastofeden
on Mon 30 Jan 2006 04:05 PM CST
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by
justeastofeden
on Sat 28 Jan 2006 01:51 PM CST
Friday, January 27
by
justeastofeden
on Fri 27 Jan 2006 04:48 PM CST
by
justeastofeden
on Fri 27 Jan 2006 04:03 PM CST
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justeastofeden
on Fri 27 Jan 2006 09:50 AM CST
I drove north on I-35 last week and was amazed at the extent of charred property that I saw. We are so dry and windy right now that any spark will touch off a rapidly spreading fire. Edmond got a little rain yesterday and there was actually a rainbow in the sky, so there’s hope that we'll survive. http://www.ericwilder.com http://energyissues.blogharbor.com http://ghostofachance.blogspot.com http://ericwilder.blogspot.com Tuesday, January 24
by
justeastofeden
on Tue 24 Jan 2006 09:25 PM CST
by
justeastofeden
on Tue 24 Jan 2006 08:50 PM CST
Sunday, January 22
by
justeastofeden
on Sun 22 Jan 2006 05:13 PM CST
Saturday, January 21
by
justeastofeden
on Sat 21 Jan 2006 08:17 PM CST
Thursday, January 19
by
justeastofeden
on Thu 19 Jan 2006 12:53 PM CST
Karen Silkwood worked at the plant and died in a one car accident a few miles south of the Cimarron River. It is a little known fact that Silkwood, her roommate Sherri Ellis and her boyfriend Drew Stephens had all been tested for plutonium exposure at Los Alamos in New Mexico only two days before her death. http://www.ericwilder.com http://energyissues.blogharbor.com Wednesday, January 18
by
justeastofeden
on Wed 18 Jan 2006 02:35 PM CST
Oklahoma holds the record for the deepest well ever drilled in the United States. The GHK Co. 1–27 Bertha Rogers located in Washita County, Oklahoma was the former world’s deepest hole. This well reached a depth of 31,441 feet where it encountered molten sulfur that melted the drill pipe and forced the end of drilling. It took GHK two years to reach 31,441 feet, a depth of almost six miles. During drilling, the well encountered enormous pressure – almost 25,000 psi. No commercial hydrocarbons were found and the well was plugged and abandoned. The Soviets began drilling a well in Russia in 1970 that is now over 40,000 feet deep. The well is the deepest hole on earth though the Bertha Rogers remains the second deepest. Sunday, January 15
by
justeastofeden
on Sun 15 Jan 2006 01:42 PM CST
http://www.ericwilder.com http://energyissues.blogharbor.com Saturday, January 14
by
justeastofeden
on Sat 14 Jan 2006 05:13 PM CST
"Here I am!" The boat's approaching wail sounded vaguely familiar to Buck but it was too late to worry about it. As it streaked past, it's wake lifted his boat almost out of the water. The little craft remained afloat but rocked dangerously. Then he heard the other boat turning for another pass. Buck held on, waiting for the swell to subside. The wake had swamped the motor, stalling it. When the boat stopped rocking he yanked the starter cord but the motor only sputtered and died with a sick sounding thump. He had little time to worry about the stalled engine. The marauding boat's headlight blazed through the fog, powering directly toward him. With little time to react he abandoned ship, diving overboard before the speeding boat plowed into his own craft with a tremendous crash and an ensuing explosion of wood. The wake of the collision sucked him to the bottom of the shallow lake, pinioning him in the murky ooze for a long, terrifying moment. When the wake passed, releasing the suction, he tried to kick toward the surface, his arms flailing against swirling muck and slimy vegetation. But something had his foot in it's clammy grasp and refused to let go. The crooked branch of a submerged tree, part of the rotting mass of vegetation at the bottom of the lake, had trapped Buck's foot. He struggled but his futile attempt served only to deplete what little oxygen was left in his lungs. Despite his efforts, he gained no leverage against the algae-covered stump. Buck's eyes bulged, his head threatening to explode, his lungs desperate to gasp something, even blood-warm water, into them. Just before losing consciousness he felt icy fingers encircle his ankle. Ephemeral hands freed his ankle from the sunken tree and pushed him toward the lake’s surface. Stroking upward in near panic, he belched foul liquid from his lungs as he burst from the black water. Friday, January 13
by
justeastofeden
on Fri 13 Jan 2006 10:21 AM CST
Triskaidekaphobia is defined as an abnormal fear of the number 13. Hope no one has that fear today. Happy Friday the 13th. http://www.ericwilder.com http://energyissues.blogharbor.com Thursday, January 12
by
justeastofeden
on Thu 12 Jan 2006 03:24 PM CST
Thousands of books have been written about the Big Easy including many excellent works of fiction, food and travel. Here is my top 10 list of required reading for those seeking a better understanding of the city famous the world over for its literature, art and cuisine. 10 – The French Quarter by Herbert Asbury 9 – Life on the Mississippi by Mark Twain 8 – A Walk on the Wild Side by Nelson Algren 7 – Awakening by Kate Chopin 6 – Inventing New Orleans by Lafcadio Hearn 5 – Mardi Gras by Robert Tallant 4 – A Streetcar Named Desire by Tennessee Williams 3 – Fabulous New Orleans by Lyle Saxon 2 – The Moviegoer by Walker Percy 1 – Confederacy of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole http://www.ericwilder.com http://energyissues.blogharbor.com Sunday, January 8
by
justeastofeden
on Sun 08 Jan 2006 03:32 PM CST
http://www.ericwilder.com http://energyissues.blogharbor.com Saturday, January 7
by
justeastofeden
on Sat 07 Jan 2006 06:32 PM CST
It was a gorgeous January day in Central Oklahoma and Marilyn and I went eagle-watching at Lake Arcadia, near Edmond. You can see by the pics just how dry it is here. We didn’t spot any eagles but did see many ducks, crows and gulls. Lake Arcadia was formed by damming one of the deeply incised valleys in the hills surrounding Edmond. Rock at lakeside is red, pisolitic sandstone that dates to the Permian. One of the pictures is an old, abandoned threshing machine. How old? Who knows? Yes, there are eagles populating the area around Lake Arcadia. Bald eagles. Tomorrow we will try again. If we’re not too sore to get out of bed, that is. http://www.ericwilder.com http://energyissues.blogharbor.com Friday, January 6
by
justeastofeden
on Fri 06 Jan 2006 05:26 PM CST
The official colors for Mardi Gras were chosen in 1872 by that year’s King of Rex. The colors he chose are purple, green and gold and these colors stand for justice, faith and power. http://www.justeastofeden.com http://energyissues.blogharbor.com Tuesday, January 3
by
justeastofeden
on Tue 03 Jan 2006 10:01 PM CST
Sunday, January 1
by
justeastofeden
on Sun 01 Jan 2006 10:06 PM CST
Saturday night ended a strange weather year for the United States. The same held true for Oklahoma. Oklahoma City saw its first 100 degree day in May, a month that is usually cool and rainy in the Sooner State. 2005 saw a continuation of the drought that began in earnest in 2003 and ‘05 was one of the driest years since Dust Bowl days. The first day of 2006 found many grass fires burning out of control and spreading rapidly in winds gusting to 35 mph. With the advent of the new year Okies are praying for rain but the skies are clear. http://www.ericwilder.com http://energyissues.blogharbor.com |
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