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This page will be where I post the occasional
(read, infrequent) solo photos of me,
Scruffy Eagle.
This picture was taken on the hill which leads up to the
Rangers Station, by the intersection of Rt. 2 & Rt. 45,
in Watersmeet, MI, on May 14, 2003, at approx. 3 PM. I like
this location, because it provides a nice aerial view of the
area toward and beyond the intersection. The guitar I'm
holding is the Spencer "SO-SG500B" I'd purchased
for use as a "drag-around". I called it that,
because I wanted at least one instrument I wouldn't be
inhibited about dragging around re. the possibility of
damage happening by accident. So, I'd purchased the Spencer
with that in mind. It never did get damaged, though. I guess
30 years of ingrained habits and experiences protecting
other guitars against damage were sufficient to protect the
Spencer as well - even when I'd intentionally decided to
avoid normal precautions for keeping it pristine.
I went out that day for the purpose of doing a "photo
shoot", so I'd have something to post on the Main Page
of my website. I don't know very many people in this area,
so I had to do it all myself. The camera was an inexpensive
digital camera I'd picked up for $50 from Wal-Mart, placed
on a tripod I'd salvaged from a junk pile (sometime in the
past, somewhere in the northern Chicago suburbs, in
Illinois). The tripod still worked perfectly - I guess it
must have gotten a bit dirty, and the yuppie who threw it
out to the curb during "Junk Days" was embarressed
to be seen using it. Personally, I have no such
compunctions,... I have yet to enter a single beauty
contest - which, I believe most people would agree is a
good thing.
As so frequently happens when I take photos of myself,
there's a touch of mystery about this picture. Examine the
area above and slightly to the left of my head in the
picture. What's that mistiness?
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This photo was taken during the same photo shoot as the
previous one on this page, using the same method : Prep the
camera, frame the shot, tap the button to activate the
timer, run over & get into place quickly, and hope it
turns out okay. Luckily, I did a repeated series of pictures
for each of my two scenarios (on hill, and on table). Given
a slew of shots to pick from, I was able to find one fairly
decent one from each bunch for the sake of presenting here
at the website.
An interesting (to some people) side note about these two
photos from May 14th, 2003, is that I ended up giving away
the guitar I'm holding in the pictures. For a while it was the
property of a friend of mine in Illinois. She'd told she wanted
to learn to play guitar. To support that endeavor, I gave her the Spencer.
Approx. a year later, she gave it back to me during a visit I made to
the Chicago area. I ended up giving it away again before I ever made it
back up north. Now, it's the property of my friend Fisherman Rich, who's
been living in Berlin, WI. May it serve him well!
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Here's a version of the preceding photo, tweaked for use
on the Main Page. When it was being used there, I had HTML
code which image-mapped the words for linkage to associated
index pages.
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This picture was taken April 22nd, 2004, in the back yard at
my mother's property.
As far as I knew while I was setting up & taking this
shot, I was alone - but, examining it now, I'm not so sure.
Prepping this photo required:
a) Rotating the photo so it would be upright for viewing,
b) Cropping the photo to trim off excess vertical space
(making it wider than tall), and
c) Resizing the photo to reach the desired 600x450 pixels.
Examine the area above my shoulder, then reach your own
conclusions.
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Here's a little background story, to perhaps make the
following two photos a bit more interesting:
I found a mysterious wound on my right forefinger, just
below the knuckle that connects to the main part of the
hand. It was a triangular-shaped area which looked as if the
entire thickness of the dermis & epidermis of the skin
there had been selectively removed, but no deeper - a
smooth, flat bottom in the depression, with clean, straight
cuts forming the sides of a roughly equilateral triangle
that was approx. 4mm per side. (I measured it.) I didn't
have a clue, as to how that wound had occurred. There was no
flap of skin hanging, or anything like that. There wasn't
any pain. I noticed it, because the color difference caused
by the blood seeping out caught my eye. It continued seeping
blood for about 10 min. straight, as if the exposed tissues
were so lacking in irregularities that the hemoglobin wasn't
able to lodge for binding & clotting. Its triangular
shape only became obvious, once the clotting slowed the
bloodflow - the dark clotted blood provided the color
difference needed for the fact that it was a triangle to be
visible.
I used to read a lot of stuff about UFO's (etc.) - and,
triangular mystery wounds are one of the symptoms exhibited
by abductees. It'll be interesting to see how quickly this
heals,... The triangular wounds inflicted on abductees tend
to heal much more slowly than normal wounds. I have my own
theories about exactly why - but, that's another story.
Thinking about it, I couldn't pin down any "missing
time" from the evening, and definitely didn't have any
memories of being abducted or anything like that. Things do
tend to go "bump in the night" around here - so
frequently, that I've taken to ignoring it. So, I don't know
if there were unexplained noises at any point before I saw
the wound.
It seems that the abductors, whoever and/or whatever they
might be, usually do their best to sneak up on people before
they zap them into immobility and abduct them. But - the
adbuctors are clumsy. They bump into things, or even knock
things over, while they're trying to sneak up. The only
possible conclusion one can reach from this, is that
compared to normal human standards of sneaking, the
abductors don't sneak very well. More often than not, their
intended victims hear (and see) them coming - but, the
abductors make up for that by being really good at
making the capture, and really good at covering their
tracks so you can't prove they were really there. (Maybe
it's a legal thing?) Once they've done whatever they please,
they zap their victim(s) again, then return them to wherever
they'd originally been for the task of waking up. Either
getting zapped wipes out some short-term memory of the time
immediately preceding the zap, or it induces a state of high
hypnotic susceptibility and the zappers insert commands for
the zappee to not remember the abduction. (Perhaps, both?)
Usually, the zappees wake up without any memory of ever
losing a moment, and a high level of willingness to
spin-doctor any contradictions which might be found
on-the-spot when they wake up as vs. before they were
zapped.
Anyway, the point of all this, is that I decided to
document this triangular mystery wound via photographing it.
Going to use my camera, I discovered that the batteries
were now dead. (Synchronous, eh?) Being a basically
resourceful kinda guy, I hooked up my digital camera to the
computer. After about 15 minutes of expermentation, I was
able to take photos using the computer to power &
control the camera.
This picture was taken September, 2004, about an hour and a
half after I discovered the mystery wound:
Once I gotten into it, my creativity kicked in, and I decided to have a little fun doing some
photos of myself. (The camera was all set up, so why not?)
Here's the best shot from the strange picture set I came up
with:
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I used this picture on the Main Page of my website for about a year and a half.
It was a mystery why it turned out this way - which, intrigued me to no end.
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I used this picture on the Main Page of my website for a little more than 2 years.
The instrument in this photo is my Toca 14" djembe drum.
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IN CONCLUSION
I hope you've enjoyed my little photo gallery! If I discover
at some point that there's more to share, this is where I'll
post such items.
~~~
Scruffy Eagle
~~~
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