This man’s playing is so lovely that I must put him up on the blog:

There was this song that we learned in school called “Charlie” about a man who descended into the Boston public transportation system, never to be seen again.  I thought this song was humorous, but after over a year of riding said public transportation system, I’d say it was rather more a documentary than anything else.  Here’s to Charlie, where ever you may have gone off to:

Thank you green line for ruining my afternoon and for making it so that I could take this shot:

Oh how to do love to photograph the industrial stuff:

My life is relatively normal.  I eat, I work, I watch TV, I socialize and I take photos.  Eat, work, watch TV, socialize, photos.  Yeah, that is pretty much it for me.

But every once in a while, I read this genius blog I discovered called “Disunion.”  It is just scorching stuff.  Scorching.  Get ready — it is news coverage of the break up of the US union.  Yeah, that was a long time ago.  Even older than me.  Well, a year or two older than me.  Every so often there are snippets from a man named George Templeton Strong.  Who is that?  Well, he was a lawyer in New York City in the 1860s who wrote very eloquently about the Civil War.  The Civil War featured many people but most of all this guy:

Being president during a civil war can be really difficult, so sometimes Lincoln choose to hide: