tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2840267469201344530.post4924812215773669510..comments2023-11-05T01:52:12.815-07:00Comments on FRANKENSTEIN1959: Lenore's Kitchen, Lithuanian PlazaWayne Allen Salleehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17199261942617339556noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2840267469201344530.post-47768243986516916492010-02-14T15:11:05.243-07:002010-02-14T15:11:05.243-07:00As we get older it seems that things speed up and ...As we get older it seems that things speed up and change becomes a tsunami, replacing all the familiar with the alien and unwanted. Maybe it's just as well that none of us are immortal.Stewart Sternberg (half of L.P. Styles)https://www.blogger.com/profile/00895152179113722902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2840267469201344530.post-9480944155611578122010-02-14T09:06:25.571-07:002010-02-14T09:06:25.571-07:00Here in the South we have this weird thing--you...Here in the South we have this weird thing--you'll be hiking through the woods. I'm talking deep forests with the nearest road access being anywhere from one to several miles away. And you're just hiking along, and suddenly, right in front of you is the rusted (or ruined) hulk of an abandoned car.<br /><br />And at that point you realize the resilience of Mother Nature. Yeah, once, not terribly long ago, you could drive a car to that spot. But since then an entire healthy forest has grown up around the car. Sometimes THROUGH the car!<br /><br />And the cars are sometimes not all that old, in the scheme of things. I've seen late 70s-era autos with trees growing through their hoods.<br /><br />Someday Chicago will be a forest with strange piles of rubble and funny things scattered through the groves of pines and oaks. Of living people, there will be no trace.James Robert Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17281049641681225389noreply@blogger.com