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legacygirlingreen · 11 months
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I apologize for taking forever to answer, I really wanted to put a lot of thought behind my answers 💚
24. Favorite crystal?
Oh my this is difficult for me since I use a lot of crystals for a variety of things… I have always felt a strong pull towards working with jaspers (particular ocean or dragon jasper). Fluorite was one of my first crystals and I still use it mediation. As of late I’ve been reaching a lot for serpentine since it balances the heart chakra and I have a blood disorder/cardiovascular disease.
Putting crystal work and meditation aside… I really love rings and wearing jewelry. I am a huge fan of my emerald, moss agate and moonstone rings. I also have a ring made of real Helenite (the actual one made from the mount st Helen eruption) that was gifted to me by my mother and I love it’s bright green color 💚
55. favorite fairy tale?
Im a sucker for rapunzel… I grew up loving the Barbie film and then when Disney did tangled… I know the actual fairy tale is quite different than the kid friendly versions but still. Massive love for rapunzel.
62. seven characters you relate to?
Leslie Knope from parks and rec : I have always been told one of the few things I’m good at is gift giving. My partner actually calls me Leslie knope bc he swears he’s never met someone who has such a strong gift giving love language.
Anakin Skywalker: Ever since childhood I’ve felt quite a kinship with anakin since he was sort of shoved into a world of expectations without having much choice in the matter. I had to grow up quickly due to family circumstances and lost out on a normal childhood. Feeling a constant struggle with my anger and fear… gravitating towards anakin wasn’t that difficult.
Merida : not only did a lot of people call me this in high school because my more Irish/Scottish accent and routes (not to mention my red hair) but I’ve also grown up quite rebellious and have a unique relationship with my mother. I even have a bear tattoo for her since we both love the film. I also have several bows and used to be on a shooting team!
Amy March (little women): Amy, while the younger of the March sisters, I have often felt was misunderstood in literary history. Seeing the more recent adaption of the film, I am so glad to finally have a version of the literary character I love so dearly. I won’t elaborate to all the reasons I connect with her (she is an artistic, ambitious and level headed woman who often feels the second choice) but go watch the new film version and you may catch glimpses of me 💚
And since this is a Harry Potter / Hogwarts legacy account I’ll rattle off how I relate to characters in the franchise:
Luna Lovegood: she is just so in her own world, and not afraid what others think. I’ve always related to this energy.
Nymphadora Tonks: every character quiz I take says I have strong alliances to her personality, and I do see much of her energy. She’s a bit of a spitfire with a strong sense of forging her own destiny.
Sebastian sallow : shouldn’t be a shock (since I got back on tumblr because my connection with our favorite slytherin) but it meant so much to me to finally see a slytherin who was as studious as I am in real life. Before the game I was always a little apprehensive to let people know I aligned the most with the serpent house bc the bad associations and the fact we don’t see many positive slytherins in the original franchise… Academics have ALWAYS been a huge part of my life. Taking care of my baby sister at my own expense (emotionally, physically and financially) has been a huge part of my life. There isn’t a thing I wouldn’t do to keep her safe. I truly enjoyed playing this game since I watched and got to see a character that I saw so much of myself in at that age. Playful but worried, studious but always in trouble, protective of others but little sense of self preservation. He’s headstrong until he accomplishes his goals and would lay down his own safety for those he cares for 💚
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On the 42nd anniversary of the Mount St. Helens disaster, a review and A+ documentaries
On the 42nd anniversary of the Mount St. Helens disaster, a review and A+ documentaries
I like to read nonfiction, and I’ll confess, there is much of it that isn’t an easy read, even if I’m riveted by the topic. Steve Olson’s Eruption: The Untold Story of Mount St. Helens, however, is an exception, and on the 42nd anniversary of that fateful 1980 day, I can’t recommend it highly enough. My copy of ERUPTION is tied with a ribbon because I have articles all stuffed inside it. It sits…
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denimsnake · 5 years
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y’all this lady whose documents i’ve been looking through received a first-person account of the eruption of mount st. helens from one of her friends
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paulbenedictblog · 4 years
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Usa today 'It's a risk': Questions about volcano tourism safety arise after New Zealand eruption - USA TODAY
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Questions linger within the wake of essentially the most fashionable volcanic eruption on White Island, a Original Zealand vacationer island, that killed 16 folks and left 26 with extreme burns.
As an instance: Why had been tourists on the island within the first enviornment? 
GeoNet, which tracks Original Zealand's seismic and volcanic task, raised its alert level on the island in November after increasing sulfur dioxide gas. Volcanic tremor also increased, and the company wrote on the time that the island "shall be coming into a length where eruptive task is more seemingly than well-liked."
The difficulty brings up one other critical ask: How right is volcano tourism in overall?
"Variety out volcanoes with the glory that they deserve due to they are moderately unpredictable," warns Erik Klemetti, an affiliate professor of geosciences at Denison University.
Usa today What's volcano tourism?
Volcano tourism is the exploration and gaze of volcanic and geothermal landforms, alongside side visits to dormant and extinct volcanic regions, in response to an entry within the 2016 model of the Encyclopedia of Tourism. 
At the same time as you occur to might seemingly per chance well additionally appreciate long gone to Hawaii, visiting a volcano might seemingly per chance well additionally were to your hurry list. Hawai'i Volcanoes Nationwide Park, as an illustration, is dwelling to just a few the arena's most challenging volcanoes: Kīlauea and Mauna Loa. Kilauea erupted in Also can closing year, one in all the ideal eruptions in Hawaii's most fashionable history. 
Visiting volcanoes shall be standard in varied parts of the arena, appreciate Indonesia. "Trekking up the slopes of Mount Rinjani is a critical hike that involves as a minimal one-night tenting on the mountain and wishes to be performed with a info," Reem El Shafaki, a senior affiliate at DinarStandard, a analysis and advisory firm targeted on ethical sectors, alongside side tourism, told USA TODAY. "The hike up the mountain provides wonderful views in and of itself as trekkers war by technique of lush forests peppered with waterfalls and ride ravishing scenery."
Europe's ideal and most challenging volcano is Mount Etna in Italy, in response to Allison Scola of tour company Abilities Sicily. "I raise my groups and program my purchasers on excursions there at every opportunity. It is possible to stroll on extinct craters, hump into lava tubes and be taught about eruptions from various centuries," she says. 
Internationally, roughly 1,500 doubtlessly challenging volcanoes exist (no longer counting the continuous belts of volcanoes on the ocean floor), with 169 within the U.S., in response to the US Geological See. 
Usa today Why would folks opt to keep in touch about with volcanoes?
Volcanoes represent the earth being born, in response to Tracy Gregg, affiliate professor of geology on the University of Buffalo, tells USA TODAY. Other folks are intrigued by their beauty and lured in by scorching steaming vents of smoke and sulfur and boiling mud pots.
"Volcanoes are amongst essentially the most dynamic and compelling natural aspects on Earth," Jessica Ferracane, public affairs specialist at Hawai‘i Volcanoes Nationwide Park, tells USA TODAY. "To stare an eruption is an indescribable phenomenon to gape, and folks opt to ride that." 
Usa today How hazardous is it to keep in touch about with a volcano?
"We make a selection into consideration a volcano to composed be challenging if it has erupted sometime within the closing 10,000 years. Other folks operate on a timescale that is closer to 25 years," Gregg says.
The flexibility to forecast eruptions is reckoning on composed info on specific volcanoes and their history. Few volcanoes were studied intimately, and few are currently monitored with instruments that will seemingly per chance bid us if there'll seemingly be task.
"Each and every volcano, appreciate every human being has their very appreciate personality," Gregg says. Know any individual who twitches their eyebrows appropriate sooner than they explode in madden? You might seemingly per chance observe identical indicators from a volcano.
"All volcanoes appreciate the aptitude to be hazardous, even when they’re no longer erupting," Ferracane says, "resulting from moving lava rock, scorching steam, cliff edges, possible earthquakes, and more."
Usa today I opt to keep in touch about with a volcano. What ought to composed I cease sooner than I am going?
Invent no longer be unsuitable: You're doing something unpleasant. "There's no longer in actuality a right manner to cease volcano tourism on challenging volcanoes," Gregg says. "It is a concern."
White Island had such a concern as volcanic task there became once challenging. Gregg explains that as a long way as a volcano became once concerned, it wasn't that immense of an eruption. However the folks in stop proximity made it deadly.
"Other folks had been crawling all over that volcano for years sooner than, and no one obtained afflict," Gregg says.
That acknowledged, White Island went from a well-liked day one 2nd to an explosion the next, Klemetti tells USA TODAY.
Travelers ought to composed test for any advisories or closures, Ferracane says, and likewise you ought to no longer hump into any closed areas or places identified to be unsafe. Hawai'i Volcanoes Nationwide Park works with the USGS Hawaiian Volcano Observatory (the authorities company monitoring Hawaiian volcanoes) to originate "access to true time info and knowledgeable prognosis that support us fabricate told choices for visitor and employee safety."
"True by technique of closing year’s unprecedented eruption and summit crumple at Kilauea, we closed a complete lot of the park for 134 days," Ferracane provides. "Nobody died or became once injured."  
Klemetti says folks all around the arena can be taught about to these accountable, appreciate authorities companies, for volcano monitoring safety precautions. He provides that most visits to volcanoes will seemingly be right, however there is a critical concern.
In the U.S., concern ranges are rather low within the Cascades (Oregon, Washington and California, alongside side Mount St. Helens). There's an opportunity for steam explosions in Yellowstone, however they are low; the ideal hazards there are the unique springs and steam vents, however folks are saved a long way from these. The most challenging U.S. volcanoes are in Alaska, however these are more difficult to get to.
"Volcanoes aren't in overall inherently more unpleasant than varied forms of activities folks cease," Klemetti says, and "in some instances the level of concern is moral no longer clearly presented to the folks that are going out and visiting them."
Contributing: Morgan Hines and Doug Stanglin, USA TODAY; Associated Press
Derive as a lot as ride: 2 bodies composed lacking from volcano eruption off Original Zealand that killed 16 folks
Factual ask: Royal Caribbean passengers afflict in Original Zealand volcano eruption: Is the cruise line liable?
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sl-walker · 7 years
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Twenty facts!  Tagged by @inthepurplefog.
I was born one day before Mount St. Helens erupted.  As such, I’ve always had an occasional fascination with it.
Despite growing up in Northeastern Ohio, I inexplicably have the inflections of my grandparents’ area, which is Tuscarawas County, which is well over an hour’s drive away.  I didn’t spend much time there, comparatively, but when I heard a recording of my own voice, I could hear the accent that’s very specific to them.  Oddly, my Dad -- who grew up there -- doesn’t so much sound like that to me.  My uncle, who still lives there, does; I sound a lot like him.
I have a hella deep voice.  My choir director at school had a whole slew of sopranos he made altos and then me, an actual alto.  I haven’t made/played music in a long time, but back then, he thought I was good enough to get a scholarship based on my voice.  I probably should have!
I played the slide trombone, too. And had art every year. XD
I saved a village once.  No kidding, not gaming, but an actual, factual real place.  It’s still on the map because of me.  I was nineteen at the time.  It wasn’t from a physical threat, but a political one, and I’m still proud of it.  So, if you ever think you’re too young to go fight political battles, don’t.  You, too, might save a village.
I’ve gone to court with the intent of fighting my own traffic ticket under the legal concept of ‘fruit of the poisonous tree’.  The cop dropped the charges on finding out I was married to another cop, but I still was dressed in a suit, with my law books, ready to go and put up a fight because he didn’t have probable cause to pull me over.  (Always know what probable cause is, folks.)
I lived for seven years in one of the worst areas of one of the most murderous cities in the nation.  I’ve held a man at gunpoint in my life.
By the way, I’m a mean shot with a revolver, but thankfully have only fired it at foaming, charging dogs with the intent to frighten and not kill.
I grew my first rose at that house.
I saw my neighbor’s dad die.  Or, I should say, I saw him immediately after a massive heart attack took him down.  I’ll never forget what that looks like.  A couple weeks later, I took his wife one of my roses and sat with her awhile.
Until the funeral for my grandmother - my last living grandparent -- I was always the one who stayed behind and guarded the house, per tradition.  For her, though, I was pall bearer.
I can define the eras of my life by what fandoms I was in at the time, either by what stories I was writing or what universes I was RPing in.
I left my abusive ex with 1500 and a battered Geo Metro, and six years later, I own a house, two cars, and have a decent start on a large savings account.  Learn how to budget young, my younger friends.  Believe me, the simple act of saving ten percent of each paycheck in a savings account and then promptly forgetting it exists will change things.  And yeah, it’s incredibly hard to do it when you don’t make much, but if you don’t do ten, then do five.  But do something, and here’s why: The safety net of that money can save your life, your home or your car or make sure you eat.  Because when bad shit happens, you won’t be using next month’s rent to pay for it.  Trust me on this one and try it.
I grew up by a lake, and I take everyone I love up to Conneaut on Lake Erie at least once while they’re here because I’ve spent some of the best days of my life there, with family or friends.
I love the ocean, I love sailing.  I love Maine.  I love these things in part for history, but also in part because in a fic I wrote when I was twenty-one (which took me seven years to finish), one of the main characters was from midcoast Maine.  I loved the story and him and all of it enough to go there myself many years later and I’d love to live there someday.  It makes me hella happy.
I do, indeed, work in a steel mill.  I don’t work for the company that owns it, I’m subcontracted, so I don’t make nearly enough money for the sheer level of work I do, but I love the job itself.  Which might sound strange, but it’s nice to work with people I know.  Not because I know them all personally -- though I’ve come to know a few well and many less well -- but because we’ve all got rust in our blood.  I know them because we’re a common people.  I get frustrated as hell when people blanket paint blue-collar types like these, who rely on manufacturing jobs, as somehow stupid or “nostalgic” because man, until you’ve lived here and really looked at the devastation caused to living, real people by having their only livelihoods taken away from them, and all of the rest of us who suffered from the economic tolls that leveled this area, all for the sake of some rich assholes profits, you don’t know what you’re talking about.
The first time I walked into my new job, I knew the smell of it instantly; familiar and it made me smile.  Because I’ve never worked in an actual steel mill before, but my maternal grandmother used to live near one and I’ve worked in other industrial buildings; heck, I kind of grew up in one!  There’s a smell to them, of oil and friction; I can’t describe it, except that it’s immediately recognizable to those who know it.
My former boss from my old job is one of my dearest friends; I consider him an adoptive father and I still go out to lunch with him.  Now that I’m a crew leader myself, I recognize so much of him in my own leadership style, and I told him that the other day, and I love how he smiles when he gets a compliment like that.  I might not be his blood daughter, but I sure love him enough to be one.
My blood family is scattered to the four winds.  I feel it sometimes, especially the older I get.  But I’m not sorry that I’ve adopted a family, too; people I love, friends I’d do anything for.
I have a lot of voices in my head that tell me that I can’t do things.  That I’m not smart enough, or not good enough, or I’m just faking everything.  It takes a lot of work to overcome those voices, but when I look back, I can sort of start to see that my life hasn’t been wasted.  Hopefully I’ll get even better at this as time goes on.
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popcornnroses · 4 years
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Catastrophe Vortex 2.0 with TC Kirkham - May 18 2020
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Catastrophe Vortex 2.0 with TC Kirkham – May 18 2020
Welcome to the ALL NEW Catastrophe Vortex 2.0!
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IT’S GREAT TO BE BACK! WOO HOO! We kick off a brand new season of CV with the first of the new series highlighting real life disasters, Catastrophe Chronicles, and my first person account of the eruption of Mount St Helens on May 18 1980 – 40 years ago.
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sudsybear · 7 years
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Identity Crisis
Does anybody know who I am?
 Half the UofR population was from South of Albany - Yonkers, Westchester, Manhattan, Long Island, Bronx. The whole world was on their islands (Chinatown, Little Italy, “The Village”, Wall Street, United Nations) including American popular culture (Letterman, Saturday Night Live, Broadway, Times Square). They had no need to know what lay west of the Hudson River. Their apathy toward geography was most disconcerting, and I had a huge complex about it.
 For me, geography is a part of identity. Regional accents, regional foods, regional past-times all contribute to who you are as a person. Those who grow up transiently, living in one part of the world for a year, then moving on, learn to appreciate those regionalisms, and their very transience becomes part of their identity. “Worldians” my brother calls them, those who, for whatever reasons, moved frequently during their formative years. Part of getting to know another person includes learning their geography. I felt no one cared about my geography, and so didn’t care about me.
 My parents were both born and raised in West Virginia. My childhood holidays were spent riding along old Route 52 along the Ohio River from Cincinnati to Charleston. As a pre-schooler my family lived for a time in Caracas, Venezuela. The summer of 1982, between my freshman and sophomore years of high school, I bought a plane ticket to London. For over a year I saved babysitting money, gift money, “found monies” and put them in my passbook savings account. My brother Jack lived in Berlin for a time, and I had it in my head that I needed to see Europe. I bought a plane ticket and a railway pass. My parents arranged for Jack to pick me up in London, and he and I "did" Europe, in a way. He was producing/directing a play as part of the Fringe Festival in Edinborough, so off we went. We rode the train from London, and spent several days in Edinborough. Jack dropped me off at a tourist site, left to take care of business, then hours later returned to pick me up. We did this sort of thing in Edinborough, London, again in Paris, then on to Strasbourg, and to Jack’s girlfriend’s family’s cottage in West Germany and finally on to Berlin (years before the wall fell).
 I had also been a part of numerous (too numerous!) road trips with my folks across the U.S. As a pre-teen, I rode down the West Virginia turnpike in the backseat of various automobiles to deliver Jack to Wake Forest University in North Carolina. We crossed Paint Creek no fewer than eleven times each trek. As a teenager, I rode trains from Chicago to Denver, Denver to Salt Lake, Salt Lake to Portland, OR. I rode in the back of a car on both the east and west side of the Cascade Mountains. I visited the lava fields of what is now Newberry National Volcanic Monument, saw Crater Lake before the snow melted for the summer, and attended plays at the Ashland Shakespeare Festival. I rode the train from LA to Seattle, passing by the devastation of the eruption of Mount Saint Helens, and rode in the back of a car from Salem, OR back east through Idaho, to Yellowstone, then on to Mount Rushmore and through the Badlands. Mom drove right by Wall Drug without stopping, but Dad refused to miss the Corn Palace in Mitchell, SD.
 The summer before my sixteenth birthday, Dad flew to Toronto for work, and Mom and I drove up via Niagara Falls. We spent a couple of days at the company apartment in Toronto, and then took the train to Moncton, New Brunswick. In New Brunswick, we stayed at the Tidal Bore Inn and I witnessed the creek reverse its flow as the tidal bore rolled in from the Bay of Fundy. From there we rode the ferry to Prince Edward Island. During my Junior year of high school I spent a long weekend with friends in Chicago. Then in my Senior year I rode on a Greyhound bus from Cincinnati to Chicago and back. All the time I was growing up, my father traveled extensively for his job. When he was home, we pulled out the map, atlas, or almanac as the dinner table discussion required. I know my geography. But I had NEVER been to Boston or New York City.
 I was so frustrated with this prevalent attitude, this oblivion toward anything west of the Hudson, that I was moved to try to educate my ignorant peers. I wanted someone to care about my geography, and hence, about me.
 Ken was from Gallup, New Mexico. Like many of us on the floor, he went as far away from home as he could manage. He was from a close-knit family, his parents were traditional to the core, and Ken battled his budding homosexuality all through adolescence. He was anxious to get away and become himself. He needed distance in order to blossom. We laughed a lot together. We were both homesick, both asserting independence. He struggled to establish himself with the campus gay community - a real challenge in the mid-80s. Proverbial closet doors were still firmly shut, and HIV/AIDS was a nasty “gay disease” in the U.S. He and I laughed together about dating and how he would find someone without looking like a total moron. What does a gay person look like, anyway? He was also enthusiastic about the local queen scene, and got the girls on the floor to dress him up for Drag Queen nights at one of the local bars. Also like me, he was annoyed at the attitude of the students from New York. So, he willingly went along with my scheme.
 A system of underground tunnels connects the campus buildings. During inclement weather, this was truly a blessing. One particular tunnel was given over to graffiti. Mostly, the fraternities and sororities painted it to advertise a particular Greek house, or party, or some other social function. But there were few rules and the tunnel was there to be painted by whoever wanted to paint. Enlisting Ken’s help, along with some other friends, I acquired the necessary paint, and painted a map of the United States. It was large – very large – we found a ladder, set it up and climbed up to spray the outline of Maine up near the top of the fifteen foot high wall. Then outlined the coastline south to Florida, brought the St. Lawrence Seaway West into the mitt of Michigan, adding in the Great Lakes. We highlighted the Mississippi from Louisiana on up north, and finally on the West Coast, drew the line from Puget Sound to LA. I noted landmarks as best I could – and included what states I could reasonably reproduce; Washington, Oregon, Idaho, California, Arizona, New Mexico, Nevada. Illinois, Indiana, Ohio, Pennsylvania, West Virginia, Maine. I put a large asterisk at the appropriate bump in my rendition of the Ohio River and sprayed, “Cincinnati, it is a place” across the Midwest. I signed the work with a smiley face and “Allny, Allny, Allny” as an homage to my identity with Ross.
 Amazingly, that mural stayed up for a couple of weeks before some fraternity finally obliterated it. When walking through that tunnel, I overheard students questioning it, wondering why it had appeared. Asking, “What’s ALL NEW YORK?” I wanted to scream at them, “It’s NOT FUCKING NEW YORK YOU SELF-CENTERED BIGOTS! IT’S ALLNY, WITH YOUR TONGUE BETWEEN YOUR MOLARS.” But realized any attempt would be futile, and I’d only alienate myself even more. But, if any students were intrigued enough by my efforts to look beyond the Hudson River, I accomplished something. I find it appropriate that the closest friends I kept since leaving college were NOT from New York City. Instead, they hail from such diverse locales as Albany, Syracuse, Maryland, Eastern Pennsylvania, Eastern Oregon, South Central Massachusetts, even a Worldian, but only one native New Yorker.
 Irony of ironies, David fell in love with New York City. He spent a summer as a bike messenger in Manhattan, and later lived there for several years pursuing a career in video production. He was enthusiastic about life in The City, and left only reluctantly. Ken and his partner live there now, Ken never wants to live anywhere else.
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 My wisdom teeth started coming in. My gums were sore and swollen. My mouth itched like crazy. The bottom teeth erupted first, irritating my gums even more. I called my dentist at home – the one who had fixed my two front teeth just over a month previous – and asked what to do. He checked my records, determined there were no problems with them, they weren’t impacted I had plenty of room for them. “But they itch like crazy!” “Gargle with hot salt water and hydrogen peroxide, and call me back if there are any problems.” So, while I was unlearning dumness, I still was constantly using my tongue to massage my gums. This led to another quote in Stephen Paul’s little black book, “My wisdom teeth came in and it itches, so I play with it.” It seemed everyone else in the dorm endured wisdom tooth impaction and pending extraction. Another rite of passage I missed. No tonsils out, no appendicitis, no braces, no broken bones, and no wisdom tooth extraction. I am still intact today. Even my twins were born without surgery.
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 Roadway construction continued; I couldn’t get over it. One crew finished the piping and wiring and such while other crews worked to replace the curbstones. I was fascinated. First shovels excavated the soil to the side of the new roadway, and then specialty cranes lowered the curbs into place. Using small loaders, the men wrestled the stones to level. I saw one crack, but they salvaged it using some sort of bonding agent.
 After the curbs were set, HUGE dump trucks brought in load after load of gravel to fill in the roadway. Loaders moved the piles around, spreading the gravel as level as possible. Rollers, brought in on flatbeds, ironed the rocks flat smoothing the surface to the necessary grade.
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popcornnroses · 4 years
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Catastrophe Vortex 2.0 with TC Kirkham - May 18 2020
Catastrophe Vortex 2.0 with TC Kirkham - May 18 2020
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popcornnroses · 4 years
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IT'S ALMOST HERE! A brand new season of CV starts May 18th!
Yeah, I know, I know, "Brand new season" when I've been away for almost two years...har har har...hummph!
But it's true. And there's going to be a few differences with this new season that I'm doing and a new subset of shows called "Catastrophe Chronicles" which will focus on the tales of real-life disasters, as opposed to the SFX-driven movies of yesterday and today from all over the world.
One thing that has pleasantly surprised me is the number of downloads I continue to get on the old episodes - thanks for spreading the word, because the downloads have been steady, even being away from the show FOREVER. I didn't intend to podfade, but unfortunately, real life got in the way.
And as I started to prepare to FINALLY return to doing the podcast, I thought that Monday May 18th was the IDEAL return date. That date holds a special significance to people who follow real disasters like myself. And even more significance for me. Because I lived through it. May 18th 2020 is the 40th anniversary of the eruption of Washington's Mount St. Helens. At the time, I lived in Eastern Washington. And on the official debut of "Catastrophe Vortex 2.0: Catastrophe Chronicles", I will give you the details of what happened, and my first-person account of what it was like living through it - I was 17 years old, and it was one of, and very possibly THE, most eerie, surreal, and sort-of-scary experiences of my entire life. So I hope you will all be here for that special.
As the season progresses, we'll be doing a TON of great (or not so great, heh heh) disaster films from all over the world, including:
"The Towering Inferno", the true blockbuster of the 1970s US disaster films cycle;
"Deluge", considered to be Hollywood's first real disaster film, released in 1933 by RKO
"The Quake", Norway's 2018 sequel to their blockbuster 2016 worldwide smash "The Wave"
Plus a few others as well - I am going to attempt to do the show in "seasonal blocks" from this point on. And believe me , there's PLENTY more where those came from, heh heh...
Now, I'd like to ask my listeners and readers for some help. There have been some interesting and well thought of disaster films (and some absolutely terrible ones as well, heh heh) coming out of other countries over the past few years. Japan, of course, has been producing disaster films, both good and bad, since the early 1970s. But lately, South Korea, India, China (both mainland and Hong Kong), Russia, and other countries have been dipping their toes into the water here and there, and such efforts have increased after those countries and others saw the huge critical and commercial worldwide box office success of Norway's "The Wave". Problem is I'm having a difficult time finding a reliable source for these types of films. Of course, YouTube has a few, and Netflix a few others, but not a lot. I'd like to track down some hard to find 1970s and 1980s American films as well, such as the 1975 U.S. Roger Corman cut of Japan's "Tidal Wave" starring Lorne Greene (and the original Japanese version as well), the classic (and I've heard INCREDIBLY bad) damn-near impossible to find 1981 film "St Helens" staring Art Carney as crusty mountain -dwelling curmudgeon Harry Truman that was all over HBO and Showtime in the mid-1980s (strangely enough, or perhaps not considering the subject matter, I've never seen it); and the critically acclaimed 2019 Chinese film "The Captain", based on a real-life incident which became one of China's biggest grossing films in history late last year. I'd also like to weed my way through the utter TONS of made-for-TV disaster films that popped up from the 1970's onward, many of which are just no longer available. So...I'm coming to you, the readers and listeners of "CV" to ask for your help in pointing me in a direction where I might be able to check some of these films out. You can email me at "cv [at] pnrnetworks.com" with info, you can tweet me at @ecinemaone on Twitter, or you can send me a message on our Facebook page at PopcornNRoses with any tips and info you may have to track down some of these lost gems and lost turkeys, and be assured I will GREATLY appreciate it! Here's hoping we can work together to find a treasure trove of disaster films good and bad for "CV" to do up in the near future, and maybe put together a repository of info on them to share with everyone.
Thanks to everyone for being so patient with me, and I will see you on the return of "Catastrophe Vortex" on May 18 2020!
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