Tuesday, November 26, 2013
It was a Monday night, exactly one week ago. I was sitting at my desk, just like I am now. I'm not hungry, but I keep dipping my hand into a bag of sunflower seeds I pulled out of the pantry. They're flavored with "Frank's Red Hot" sauce. They're not bad, they're not good. I don't eat sunflower seeds, but I've watched enough episodes of the X-Files to know how Fox Mulder cracks them open and drops the shells all over his wooden floors while he's thinking.
But I don't have wooden floors, I have carpet.
Wednesday, November 13, 2013
Two icons: McDonald's "Big Mac" sandwich and the Daniel Carter Beard "Big Mac" bridge. The pair seem like a perfect match for a corporate fast food marketing gimmick. They almost were.
Monday, November 4, 2013
In the halls of Union Terminal, there's a whole other world - a miniature one as vibrant and thriving as the city outside the rotunda walls. A yearly tradition, alive and well representing a bygone era.
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
|- Photograph by Cameron Knight|
We were going to see dead body after all.
Friday, October 4, 2013
The Clay Wade Bailey Bridge isn't pretty - it's tough and gritty. It lacks the iconic majesty of the Roebling, the connection to attractions like the Purple People, the bright colors of the Big Mac and the political discussion of the Brent Spence. It crosses the Ohio too, sharing supports with its rusty railroad carrying neighbor. On one end is Covington, KY's collection of fast food joints and liquor stores while on the other end is Cincinnati's NFL stadium and western downtown. It has one walkway for pedestrians, a narrow path that requires those passing in opposite directions to move aside from one another. There's one automobile lane in each direction and a third that's reversible to adjust with the ebb and flow of commutes. It's railings rattle like old bones as it vibrates from freight train traffic. It's painted a pale blue, almost purplish color with splotches of gray covering up graffiti.
Along the 675 ft. span there are messages inscribed upon the bridge. Tags, graffiti, memorials, stickers, notes and cuts into the hand rails serve as the epistles of The Clay Wade Bailey Bridge as you cross over the Ohio River.