Friday night in the Sandhills; scanning one's life

conservativecave ^ | November 12, 2010 | franksolich

[franksolich]

It was a quiet, snowy night out in the Sandhills of Nebraska last night, out here where there's more square miles per capita, than capita per square mile; more miles of road per vehicle, than vehicles per mile.

Someone requested identification of the rank of a Canadian army officer during the second world war, after which franksolich, twiddling his thumbs in solitude, ran amok with the scanner.

The discussion took all sorts of twists-and-turns, and the end was nothing as the beginning had been.

This is, uh, rather heavy with photographs.

[franksolich]

I hope this is of interest; since it's photograph-heavy, at least it's sparing the bandwidth here.

[franksolich]

Ping for the list.

[GeronL]

You know I would, Frank, if I weren’t banned for being the least offensive man on Earth.