I’m not sure of the title’s allusion, but a careful cartographer might get the reference.
Or not.
The images are collected and collated from the last weekend. Of particular note, the one sign, “Liquor. Guns.” Has to be a localized phenomena. But there it was, and I had to record it.
On trip like this, I tend to make sure I’ve got a little fishing pole packed, and while I did see some guys waist-deep in one small stream, I didn’t really consider that as a fishing spot for me.
Utopia – Uvalde, the U-towns. In Uvalde, there’s a big sporting goods store called “Jack’s Outback.” It’s like a localized cross between a Bass Pro Shop, Sportsman’s Warehouse, and Cabela’s. The decor indicates that hunting and fishing are big sports in the area, and looking inside the bait cooler revealed one, lone box of worms, some animal vaccines, and several half-drunk beverages for (or from) employees.
Da Vinci Code (movie time):
Holiday weekend, right? Stranded in a little town in West Texas, right? Hopped in the see the the movie du jour, and frankly, I rather enjoyed it. Sir Ian? He’s such a good bad guy.
The opening shot, when Tom Hank’s character is preparing to lecture from his notes, the symbol in his character’s notebook? Easy to miss, but it looked like a stylized lower-case h, with a small cross-member. The symbol is Saturn. Chronos. Fate.
Or, in the parlance of the movie, we see it as the old man at New Years’, with his scythe. Same item. Same symbol.
Or, it could just be a trick.
Laeti edimus qui nos subigant!
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