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The diary of an entirely-unprepared and thoroughly-over-enthusiastic insurrectionist… part 2 (Or), How I ended up standing all alone early this morning out front of the Portland City Hall, wearing a dark cloak and a home-made Statue Of Liberty mask…

Today was my second official protest in downtown Portland. I mean official to me, not to anyone official. I stood outside City Hall with… ummm… Nobody. And I did research this time. Turns out that ‘ongoing’ protests do not actually … Continue reading

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Shhhhhhhh…

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This tiny wooden sailboat took part in the Dunkirk evacuation of the surrounded British and French forces that were trapped between the frigid English Channel and the advancing German army and air force in the early, dark days of World War 2…

The British Navy was stretched thin, fighting against both the Germans and the Japanese all over the globe. Big ships could not approach the French beaches without running aground. Soldiers were forced to try to swim out to the nearest … Continue reading

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Buckingham Palace and Windsor Castle… (or); If you live in big house full of expensive stuff, you need a good security system…

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And now, in this stressful, malodorous, contentious, stage of human history, as we all ballet dance across a thin layer of pond scum that is all that keeps us above the festering, rancid, turbulent swamp that has been, not drained, but rather restocked and replenished with new and ever more abhorrent forms of mutated, soulless bottom-feeders that live on the despair and decomposing, corrupted, fetid remains of our hopes and dreams, I offer you a few humble photos, to wash the taste of reality from your minds, if only for a brief moment…

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Where’s Arthur… a geographical mystery game… in which you try to figure out where I have been, using subtle hints… oh, who am I kidding, some of you already figured out I was in the UK, but do you know exactly where in the UK?… part 1…

I am giving better hints now.

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Okay, fine, Club 33 is just a fancy restaurant that is hidden inside Disneyland in the rooms above the Pirates of the Caribbean ride, but it is something that not everyone knows about, and is rather exclusive… so I have been milking these posts for quite awhile…

Ring that bell… hidden in a recessed doorway near the pirate quarter. You will see some stunning chandeliers. That table was in the family home in the original Mary Poppins movie. I mean, it was a pretty awesome place. They … Continue reading

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This is the buildup to something wonderful… part 3… The magic door…

So, have you ever wondered why the building surrounding the Pirates of the Caribbean ride at Disneyland are two stories tall? I always assumed it was just facades, to add grandeur, or maybe secret offices or storage. Well, it turns … Continue reading

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This is the buildup to something wonderful… part 2…

A buzzard on a fancy clock. Haunting artwork. Oooooh… fancy chandeliers. Another curious painting… of a mysterious woman… that I recognize from somewhere else. Where are we going with all this? Where indeed.

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This is the buildup to something wonderful… part 1…

Well, a couple of those guys seem familiar, but they seem a little out of place… and time… Okay, what is gong on here? Why aren’t you over at the Haunted Mansion doing your job? hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm And why are you … Continue reading

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