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360nw · 1 year
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Hoodoo Ski Area - March 2009
Ski Hoodoo
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burnsoregonphotoblog · 7 months
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Riley store at its first location on Silver Creek Valley Road.
Photo from a wall display at the current Riley Store at the junction of Highway 395 and Highway 20.
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greenhead-beatdown · 2 years
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How we get down on a camping trip
Teriyaki chicken thighs and yakisoba on the blackstone,
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Daily Listening, Day #1,111 - January 15th, 2023
Album: Down Where The Spirit Meets The Bone (Highway 20, 2014)
Artist: Lucinda Williams
Genre: Alternative Country, Americana
Track Listing: 
"Compassion"
"Protection"
"Burning Bridges"
"East Side Of Town"
"West Memphis"
"Cold Day In Hell"
"Foolishness"
"Wrong Number"
"Stand Right By Each Other"
"It's Gonna Rain"
"Something Wicked This Way Comes"
"Big Mess"
"When I Look At The World"
"Walk On"
"Temporary Nature (Of Any Precious Thing)"
"Everything But The Truth"
"This Old Heartache"
"Stowaway In Your Heart"
"One More Day"
"Magnolia"
Favorite Song: "West Memphis"
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onehikeaweek · 2 years
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Repulse Peak by Fisher Peak via North Cascades Highway / 擊退峯
Repulse Peak by Fisher Peak via North Cascades Highway / 擊退峯
Repulse Peak by Fisher Peak rests above Grizzly Creek. It also sits on the crest connecting to Ragged Ridge, doubling as the park boundary. North Cascades Highway offers this obscure summit’s least challenging route. Repulse Peak in full view See more trip photos here. Repulse Peak at a Glance Access: Swamp Creek pulloutRound Trip: 7.8 milesElevation Range: 3880′-7923′Gear: helmetRoute Info:…
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acourtoffeyandfables · 4 months
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indecipherable bits, my beloved
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house-of-ivy · 9 months
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mentopolis puns/words explained for people who do not do psychology/neuroscience
oblongata station - medulla oblongata (connects the brain stem/spinal cord, part of the hindbrain)
cerebell pacific - cerebellum (part of the hindbrain that helps coordinate motor function and balance)
terra-cephalon - most likely a reference to diencephalon? (basically another specific grouping of certain parts of the brain)
neurotransmitter - a chemical messenger that (depending on its function) sends signals from one neuron (brain/nerve cell) to another)
cortisol- the stress hormone. released during fight/flight/freeze. prolonged release can lead to poor health outcomes as the body is focused on STRESS as opposed to maintaining everything it is supposed to at its optimal level
oxytocin- hormone/neurotransmitter that plays an important role in human bonding. it’s most often brought up in the context of parenthood or sex. (it is also believed it has some role in regulating fear and anxiety.)
serotonin - a neurotransmitter that is believed to have some control over mood, memory, appetite and sleep
hans schadenfreude - schadenfreude is a german word for the indescribable joy people feel at others pain/misfortune (think the office/videos of children falling over)
not puns but to keep in mind for further reference:
forebrain - the most “complex” parts of the brain (controls complex thought and emotion)
midbrain - helps process sensory information, develops 2nd in utero
hindbrain - regulates automatic/“basic” functions like balance, coordination etc.
feel free to ask if you’re confused of any others!
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williammarksommer · 6 months
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The Roarin' 20's
Lost Highway series
Hasselblad 500c/m
Kodak Ektar 100iso
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darth-does-stuff · 8 months
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don’t mind me this is the smallest thing i could possibly be focusing on but i am actually going crazy over how that weird shadow figure and m. bition (mainly just m. bition tbh) both just call the fix ‘fix’ when the fix said before to conrad that he would prefer ‘the fix’
and yeah maybe it’s a matter of him not just telling them But it’s also very telling that he felt that he COULDNT tell them what he actually preferred. when conrad, right from the get go after using ‘fix’, did a 180 and actually asked what the fix wanted, and then continued to respect that (‘mister the fix’)
idk man something something authority figures making you feel powerless and not caring about what you want something something the boy who you were sent to kill by your superiors being nicer to you than anybody else and respecting what you want despite being scared
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kakusu-shipping · 1 year
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It’s my blog and I’ll post what I want to even if what I want to post is a Post Mario Movie Mario X Luigi mini fic because it’s my blog and I’ll post what I want to
So far away, and still together.
In which Mario and Luigi move in
“Last box!” Mario called, the loud thud of said cardboard box hitting the floor causing Luigi to flinch. “We’re officially moved in.”
Moved in... Moved in to Toad town, in a world so far away yet just a single pipe from Brooklyn. So far from that apartment they’d grown up in, from their food thief uncles, and mama’s fresh pasta. So far..
Mario’s hand brushed Luigi’s, and the younger flinched, pulling his hand quickly away on reflex.
They’d always been together, Mario and Luigi, as more than just brothers, as long as they could remember. When they were kids it was fine, no one batted an eye. Why was Luigi in Mario’s bed? He’s scared of the dark, and they shared a room anyway. Why does Mario kiss Luigi on the forehead so much? He’s affectionate, let the boy be affectionate.
It wasn’t until Middle school, when their father clonked their heads together, when they’d almost had their first real kiss, when their mother sat them down and talked in her worried, loving voice. She’d explained it like they didn’t know what they were doing, like they were confused, like she’d done wrong by not splitting them sooner.
They got separate rooms after that.
Sense then it got harder. They remained ever the same, but quieter. Secretive. Careful. They didn’t want to disappoint their mother, or get whacked over the head again by their father. They were lucky they were Italian, and affection was the normal between their family. Though somehow it never felt like enough.
“Lu. Luigi. Look at me.” Mario’s hand laced in Luigi’s, there in the living room. Their living room. Their home. Luigi turned to his brother, face red and eyes wet. Here in this house so far away from everything they’d ever know, in a locked house all their own, Mario laid a gentle hand on Luigi’s cheek and pressed his lips over his brother’s.
It wasn’t their first kiss, they’d snuck in a few, and it wasn’t like it’d been forever sense they’d kissed, just earlier today in fact while packing up Luigi’s room they’d exchanged a peck, yet this one. This one. It made Luigi’s leg’s shake.
Luigi wrapped his finger’s around Mario’s overall straps and pressed closer, closer, closer, never close enough. Mario held onto Luigi’s cheeks, bending back into the desk from his bedroom now propped here in their living room, it was all he could do to stop himself from toppling over.
Here in their home Luigi thought this kiss could go on forever and he wouldn’t care. He could run out of breath and keep going. He could starve and still stand there, his lips pressed against his brother’s.
When Mario moved his hands to Luigi’s shoulders and pushed him back, the younger resisted, using Mario’s overalls to pull himself back, pressing back into his lips harder, closer, deeper.
“Lu-” Mario spoke into his brother’s lips, pushing him back again. The older gasped for breath, practically sitting on his old wooden desk.
Luigi found himself snapped out of his trance, immediately retreating three large steps back and he spilled apologizes, wringing his hands together in front of his chest. His cheeks flushed, his eyes stung with tears. He’d gone overboard, he’d always gone overboard. He’s the reason they’d gotten caught in the first place, and nearly gotten caught so many times after. And now here he was, putting Mario at risk again in their brand new home. Why’s he gotta be such a screw up-
Mario’s lips once again pressed to Luigi’s, soft and quick and enough to shut him up. “Deep breath, bro.” He said gently, placing his hand on his brother’s waist, “In and out, nice and slow.”
Luigi took a few steadying breaths before laying his forehead on his brothers shoulder, “I’m sorry..” He shook softly, gripping onto the front of Mario’s overalls.
“For what? Kissin’ the love of you life openly and passionately for the first time in your life? Taking my breath away? Pinnin’ me to my desk like a horn dog?”
“I-I did not PIN you!” Luigi shot up, face deep red as he pushed away from his brother.
Mario chuckled, pulling Luigi back, “You didn’t bend me over the desk kissing at me like you’d never see me again?”
“Shut up!! Shut Up!!!” Luigi slapped his hand over Mario’s face, pushing at him again, “I did not bend you over!!!”
Mario continued to laugh, kissing at Luigi’s hand before scooping him up and spinning them both and toppling onto the couch with Luigi on his lap. The younger buried himself into his brother’s shoulder, ears burning red.
There were boxes to unpack, cleaning and sorting and probably some paper work to be done, but it all could wait.
For now, Mario and Luigi laid comfortably together on their little beat up loveseat they’d bought off some guy in Kings for $250, in their living room, their house, so far away from the little apartment they’d grown up in. So far away, and still together.
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360nw · 1 year
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Hogg Rock - Linn County Oregon - March 2009
Hogg Rock is a tuya volcano and lava dome in the Cascade Range of northern Oregon, located close to Santiam Pass. Produced by magma with an intermediate andesite composition, it has steep slopes and thick glassy margins. Hogg Rock exhibits normal magnetic polarity and is probably about 80,000 years old.
Hogg Rock is a historic landmark, with the remnants of Colonel T. Egenton Hogg's Oregon Pacific Railroad, the Santiam Lodge, and a quarry. The mountain offers snowshoe and snowmobile trails, and its summit provides views of the surrounding area including volcanoes like the Black Butte stratovolcano, Mount Washington, Sand Mountain, and Potato Hill.
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Mill at Burns, Oregon Eastman's Studio B-4576
This Eastman Photograph from the 1940's is of the Edward Hines Lumber Company sawmill in Hines, Oregon.
Postcard and Original plate photogragh. Taken in 1946 by Jervie Henry Eastman who was born, July 20, 1880, in White Cloud, Michigan. His family moved to northern California in 1886. In 1898, Eastman launched his photographic career in Sisson, California (later named Mount Shasta), as a view photographer. He became a partner in the Shasta View Company in 1907. Eastman lost his entire stock of plates and cards in a fire in 1912. In 1921, Jervie Henry Eastman moved to Susanville and established Eastman & Company as a commercial photography and post card studio. In 1936 he hired Mirl Simmons, a young photographer from Hillsborough, West Virginia, to help with the postcard photography. In 1947, Eastman and Simmons became partners. The business had expanded to provide photographic supplies to southeastern Oregon and studios in Westwood, Weed, and Susanville. Eastman retired from photography in 1959 and sold his share of the business to Simmons. He died in Susanville on February 11, 1969. Infromation and second photo from Eastman’s Originals Collection at University of California, Davis, Library, Department of Special Collections where much of his work can be viewed online.
Eastman, Jervie Henry. 1946. “Mill at Burns, Oregon.” Eastman’s Originals Collection. University of California, Davis. General Library. Dept. of Special Collections. 1946. https://digital.ucdavis.edu/collection/eastman/D-051/B-4/B-4576.
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greenhead-beatdown · 2 years
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Took a little camping trip this weekend
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confetticutey · 3 months
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haters will say that I know Margaret Encino but she told me her name was Danny C and I'm busy rn so can I find you later?
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onehikeaweek · 2 years
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Mount Benzarino + Outpost Peak via Maple Pass Trail / 班則里諾山
Mount Benzarino + Outpost Peak via Maple Pass Trail / 班則里諾山
Mount Benzarino near Maple Pass Trail and Outpost Peak perch over North Fork Bridge Creek. It shares the Last Chance Pass with Corteo Peak. Then the latter sits atop the east rim of Mount Logan‘s Douglas Glacier. Mount Benzarino en route to Outpost Peak See more trip photos here. Mount Benzarino and Outpost Peak at a Glance Access: Maple Pass TrailheadRound Trip: 31.2 milesElevation Range:…
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pallanophblargh · 1 year
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The muse is still kinda dead, so I tried resuscitating it via two wheels in honor of the equinox. It was good, felt like hugging an old friend. I nearly forgot what it felt like to move fast!
Visited some pathways (strangely) new to me, perhaps to spite the utterly potholed and destroyed highways/roadways these comparatively unscathed trails run alongside. Said trails will likely be underwater before long, if the snowpack and river is anything to go by.
Time to buy a fancy fender for this one; the amount of muck and sand post-ride was unsurprisingly high.
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