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Wonderful Creek Map this on Platial
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47.38778 -115.7375platialUser:system2006-10-14 05:39:32.085884+00:00
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'Wonderful Trail' Map this on Platial
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47.40167 -115.76139platialUser:baobot2006-09-28 14:48:45.119225+00:00
http://platial.com/post/15567
Goodwill
Tags: treasures, clothes, videos, find, reuse, nice, shoes, toys, junk, used, friendly, kids, books, yarn, knitting, thrift store, goodwill, records, kitchen stuff, dishes, silverware, fatima, dig, rummage, goldmine, wonderful, great music, slim pickins
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42.394736 -71.121302platialUser:tracy_the_astonishing2006-03-09 13:40:39.45162+00:00
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One Month Old, Sleeping at the Cafe Terasse Map this on Platial
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48.875519 2.382649platialUser:micropopetah2006-03-13 18:34:17.58902+00:00
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"The Best of Blondie," 1981
When I finally got the tape recorder I'd been pining for for months and months, it came with "The Best of Blondie" on tape. Lucky me! I still love this record.
Debbie Harry. Now there was someone a girl could look up to. She was especially appealing because my cb handle when I was a little girl was "Blondie," and I never really could identify with anything about Dagwood's wife.
Indeed, this was a better Blondie for me. Tags: lucky, music, funny, fun, wonderful, perfect, good luck, blondie, great music, best of, luck, debbie harry, tape, tapes, cassette, tape recorder, mp3, rapture, terrible rap
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42.499836 -94.180656platialUser:tracy_the_astonishing2006-04-21 12:42:19.176624+00:00
http://platial.com/post/66175
"She's So Unusual" by Cyndi Lauper, 1983
In the Cyndi Lauper / Madonna scission of the early 1980s I was firmly and unshakeably in the Lauper camp.
My favorite song from that album was "She Bop," because it reminded me of Betty Boop. When I later found out that it was a song about masturbation, well, I loved it all the more.
Cyndi kind of lost me with "Time After Time." I still hate that song. It's just grating as hell. Tags: crazy, fun, dancing, wonderful, unusual, the cyndi lauper madonna scission of the early 1980s, girls just want to have fun, outrageous, mp3
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42.499836 -94.180656platialUser:tracy_the_astonishing2006-04-24 08:00:09.458436+00:00
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Red Cottage Inn
Tags: roses, candy, pool, wifi, cookies, wonderful, feng shui, villa, red cottage, pastoral, lstanford, patio swing
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37.4587 -122.1931platialUser:deisnor2006-05-09 21:05:48.550465+00:00
http://platial.com/post/84177
Parc des Buttes Chaumont
Tags: dog friendly, super, waterfall, sun, running, birds, lake, park, hang out, peacocks, wonderful, genial, more beautiful than nature, parc, chien, soleil, firemen
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48.879541 2.382435platialUser:tracy_the_astonishing2006-05-18 11:36:25.82287+00:00
http://platial.com/post/28391
St. Martins (Wind River) Hot Springs, WA
Tags: relax, nature, hot springs, soak, wonderful
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45.728 -121.8platialUser:crschmidt2006-01-18 21:04:34.651638+00:00
http://platial.com/post/40873
Sleeping at the Buttes Chaumont
Tags: baby, path, waterfall, beautiful, hills, view, park, playground, fantastic, peacocks, wonderful, sleeping, buttes, lawns, more beautiful than nature
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48.879082 2.380943platialUser:micropopetah2006-03-13 18:46:49.866534+00:00
http://platial.com/post/66354
Bob Dylan, starting some time in 1988
I discovered Bob Dylan at about the same time as I discovered the Columbia Record and Tape Club. The two went so well together. Those old albums were cheap to get, from the back of the catalogue.
I listened to only Bob Dylan during several different phases of my life. My passion for Bob only waned some time in my 20s.
I'm not sure I can even say for sure why this music meant so much to me. I was unhappy a lot during those high school years, and this music helped.
When you're 16, you spend a lot of time thinking about the meaning of things. The opacity of some of Dylan's lyrics was an ideal ground for that yearning to dig for meaning. Tags: beauty, comfort, misery, wonderful, important, teenager, sadness, adolescence, mp3, angst, solace, words, lyrics, crutch, life preserver, meaning
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42.499836 -94.180656platialUser:tracy_the_astonishing2007-01-16 07:49:31.199298+00:00
http://platial.com/post/38447
Free wifi hotspots
Tags: great, work, london, wireless, internet, wifi, free, awesome, study, wonderful, hotspot, sit outside, be productive, thank heaven for free wifi
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51.538862 -0.102997platialUser:cespa2006-03-09 06:04:50.8859+00:00
http://platial.com/post/76964
Salisbury Beach
Tags: nostalgia, kidfriendly, nice, fun, beach, vacation, wonderful
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42.8435 -70.81742platialUser:meskipop2006-05-02 11:59:10.387337+00:00
http://platial.com/post/42014
Cedar Street Park, aka Reverand Thomas J. Williams Park Tags: favorite, running, work, climbing, kid, picnic, trees, fun, family, kids, play, free wifi, tables, fantastic, wonderful, water play, working mom, basket ball, internet connection, four bars, suun shade
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42.395715 -71.130407platialUser:tracy_the_astonishing2006-07-06 18:53:58.824822+00:00
http://platial.com/post/84179
Parc de Belleville
Tags: super, fountains, sun, park, hill, hang out, wonderful, genial, great view, parc, soleil
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48.871511 2.385235platialUser:tracy_the_astonishing2006-05-18 11:40:40.94308+00:00
http://platial.com/post/873240
The Fearsome Samurai Warrior.[August 31, 2004] One night, there was the Fearsome Samurai Warrior.
This little boy, seven or so, put a cardboard box on each foot, two more on his arms, and another over his head, with a hole cut out so he could see. He had a pair of plastic samurai swords. He stood out in one of the roads, and would stay still until someone walked by him. Then, sometimes, he would scream like a pterodactyl and attack them in a fury of blades, or follow them with one sword. Sometimes he'd go down into a crouch, with his swords over his head. "I do this when I'm really angry."
He did this for three hours. Maybe longer.
By the end of the night, all of us from the booth were following him around, and just watching. Someone put a hat out for tips. The kid must have made $10, $15 by the end of the night. We also discovered that we could learn his secrets if we gave him money. For a dollar, he told us his name was Brian.
His mom finally came to drag him away after midnight.
"Mom, just so you know, I'm not leaving until everyone at the Fair is gone."
"No, actually you're leaving now."
A security guard walked over while we were watching him. "I told that kid to be careful, or somebody's going to lose an eye." He pointed at his face -- and we saw that he had a patch over one eye, and a big smirk.
He showed us his replacement eye, which is made out of coral rather than glass. The muscles in his socket have actually grown to surround it, so it tracks like his real eye. He lost it in a fishing accident: His son went to cast, and the hook went right in his eye. It was on Father's Day.
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61.57732 -149.1367platialUser:dj10ninjas2006-12-21 01:30:50.241478+00:00
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El Unico Cuban Restaurant Map this on Platial
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40.775288 -74.020065platialUser:huggingthecoast2008-04-11 03:03:44.704118+00:00
[August 31, 2004] One night, there was the Fearsome Samurai Warrior.
This little boy, seven or so, put a cardboard box on each foot, two more on his arms, and another over his head, with a hole cut out so he could see. He had a pair of plastic samurai swords. He stood out in one of the roads, and would stay still until someone walked by him. Then, sometimes, he would scream like a pterodactyl and attack them in a fury of blades, or follow them with one sword. Sometimes he'd go down into a crouch, with his swords over his head. "I do this when I'm really angry."
He did this for three hours. Maybe longer.
By the end of the night, all of us from the booth were following him around, and just watching. Someone put a hat out for tips. The kid must have made $10, $15 by the end of the night. We also discovered that we could learn his secrets if we gave him money. For a dollar, he told us his name was Brian.
His mom finally came to drag him away after midnight.
"Mom, just so you know, I'm not leaving until everyone at the Fair is gone."
"No, actually you're leaving now."
A security guard walked over while we were watching him. "I told that kid to be careful, or somebody's going to lose an eye." He pointed at his face -- and we saw that he had a patch over one eye, and a big smirk.
He showed us his replacement eye, which is made out of coral rather than glass. The muscles in his socket have actually grown to surround it, so it tracks like his real eye. He lost it in a fishing accident: His son went to cast, and the hook went right in his eye. It was on Father's Day.
