Monthly Archives: February 2008

Las Vegas Over-The-Top Belated Birthday Celebration

They say what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, which unfortunately precludes me from telling my dear readers about the Wild Wild West or about shooting machine guns or about stumbling into music legends at a dive bar or hanging out with coked up strippers at the Spearmint Rhino or about Fremont Street or the Cashman Center Boat & RV Show or any of our other adventures… However, they also say a picture is worth a thousand words. So, here are my words and stories from the trip in a pictorial narrative…

Ross and I ready to head out from the Wild Wild West just after getting into town…

The Luxor…

Luxor…

Posing next to my car…

Part of our crew about to head into the Las Vegas Gun Range & Firearms Center. I’m second from the left…

Thuggin’ out in a gas mask…

Me just after shooting the Heckler & Koch MP5 automatic (Note the spent cartridges on the floor)…

I won a shooting competition with that shot in the center of the target and I’m sporting the hat I won as a prize…

Our hotel room in the Mandalay Bay…

Ian went to the hair salon at the Mandalay Bay to heroically receive a mullet in order to ensure he was in the proper frame of mind for the trip…

Las Vegas street scene…

A giant crystal ball…

That’s Scott Ian of Anthrax at DIVEBAR – a cool guy…

Pearl singing…

Monique…

Pearl…

Classic Las Vegas street scene…

A truck at the Cashman Center Boat & RV show…

Ian and I felt the need to take our shirts off to fit in better with the Bud Light, mullets and truck crowd. It worked, but Jesus Christ I need a tan…

Hiller Tunnel

Ever since Brandon and I visited Hiller Tunnel at Malakoff Diggins last summer (and took the picture you can see below) we have wanted to venture into its mysterious depths… We would have headed up the cave that day, but lacked any lights (which are definitely needed).

So, what better time to do so than in the middle of winter after heavy rains and as it was growing dark? We couldn’t think of a better time either…

Here I am at the entrance just before I went in. The stick was because I couldn’t see where I was putting my feet since the water was so clouded. Also, the picture doesn’t really do this justice, but the water was coming out of there pretty fast and it was extremely cold (we were surrounded by snow). Lastly, the shape of the tunnel amplifies the sound of the water and so once I stepped inside, it was deafening…

Here are my comments and analysis after exiting the tunnel…

Where would I be without my support crew?

Brandon searching for me near the exit…

Coming out of the tunnel…

And onto higher ground…

As with swimming across Jeff’s Pond, I stopped feeling any sensation of cold in my extremities after a few moments. My mother said that was a sign of hypothermia. Well, if it is, then hypothermia isn’t too bad.

Looking sexy as hell after stripping off my wet clothes. Yeah, I know I look like a dork. That’s the point…

Brandon shot this solid picture as we were leaving…

Even if you don’t feel like going up Hiller Tunnel, check out Malakoff Diggins. There’s a monstrous beauty there resembling a miniature Grand Canyon, with rust-tipped white formations resembling minarets and towers all touched with green pine. An eerie monument to man’s greed and ingenuity…

Marysville’s Silver Dollar Saloon & Bok Kai Temple – Part 1

Fortunately, good stuff can be found in even the most unexpected places and Marysville does have one worthwhile section – Old Marysville…

So, if you ever visit the area, as I do occasionally since my parents live in Oregon House, stop in at the Silver Dollar Saloon (1st and D Streets) and take a walk around the area which also encompasses Chinatown and the Bok Kai Temple (located behind the Silver Dollar). Walk up the stairs behind the Bok Kai Temple to the top of the levee and look around…

Amicus Books is just a couple of blocks down the street and is well worth a visit. Also, along the same street, there are good restaurants and coffee shops such as The Brick

For our most recent visit, we started out at the Silver Dollar Saloon… Built in 1851, the Silver Dollar Saloon of Marysville served as both a saloon and hotel. The upstairs brothel was the last of its kind in California, closing not that long ago – in 1972.

And even Black Bart was rumored to frequent the Silver Dollar Saloon (The famous stagecoach driver that shot Black Bart is buried at the nearby Marysville Cemetery):

An example of the architecture on the building exterior:

Inside:

Brandon and Amanda:

This Elk head hangs over the entrance… (By the way, I apologize for the poor lighting in the pictures, but it’s a bar and not a photography studio):

The Interior:

The Bar:

The woodwork on the bar is exquisite. And supposedly nobody knows the origins of it:

The bar top has $1,014 in authentic silver dollars and Indian head pennies embedded throughout:

Now, men, you’re going to have to go to the bathroom for two reasons. Well, three if you actually need to go… But here are two if you don’t:

1) In the late 1960s and early 1970s, the Silver Dollar Saloon was the Guadalajara Cafe, owned by Natividad Corona, the gay half-brother of serial killer, Juan Corona. Early on the morning of February 25, 1970, a young man named José Romero Raya was brutally attacked by Juan Corona with a machete in the restroom of the cafe. He was discovered by customers at 1:00 a.m., hacked about the head and face, and Natividad called the police (Raya filed a lawsuit against Natividad, winning a judgment of $250,000, which prompted Natividad Corona to sell his business and return to Mexico instead of paying).  As a result of this and other events in its past, some people allege that the Silver Dollar Saloon is haunted.  Corona’s killings of at least 25 local migrant workers and homeless men were, at the time, the largest case of serial killings attributed to one man in United States history.

2) You’ll have this girl for company…

Antiques and oddities are strewn about the restaurant:

Visionary Ownership:

Some of the gems from the Mustang Ranch:

Mustang Ranch Memorabilia:

Some more stuff hanging on the walls:

Everywhere you look there is something interesting:

And in case you wish to take things over the top:

If you do something awesome, you can get placed up on the picture wall:

This is the view looking out the window and is a great segue to the forthcoming Part 2:

This is the part of the door you push on the way out. A great way to exit:

The Silver Dollar is worth visiting for the interior alone, but it also has good food and a good selection of booze. Check it out.

A Brief Visit With Tyler and Amara

Kind of amazing really how much can happen during a simple errand or a short afternoon… The first sequence of events transpired while Nicki and I were merely going down the block for lunch…

First off, I spotted Alyssa and had to make an emergency stop at a gas station so we could go talk to her…

Now, Nicki accidentally pushed the “record” button while the camera was still in her pocket. So, the first part of this video won’t do much for you visually. However, crucially, it captures the exchange we had with Alyssa in which she blew us off like we were the crazy homeless people instead of her…

Next up was a very enthusiastic Superman. I’ll bet you didn’t know Superman was black, did you?

Right when we got back from lunch, Amara came over. To keep everyone entertained, I proposed the Mentos and soda experiment. Everyone was game and so we drove to the market to purchase the required materials. On the drive back, Amara spotted Alyssa loitering at Burger King…

Soon it was on to the fun…

Mentos Experiment # 1

Mentos Experiment # 2

Mentos Experiment # 3

Preparing for Mentos Experiment # 4 We are forced to wait as first one car and then another drives by… I establish my street credibility by picking the Mentos I am about to jam in my mouth off of the ground…

Mentos Experiment # 4 What happens when you combine the explosive cocktail of Mentos and soda in your mouth? I found out for you, dear readers…

Mentos Experiment # 5 What happens when you dunk the Mentos in a soda can instead of a bottle?

Not a bad way to spend an afternoon…

Le Prince Noir (The Black Prince)

Yet another reason to love the internet: Bootleg copies of his illegal ride have only ever been available before now.

Think it’s hard to track down reliable information on a legend of speed like Ghost Rider? Try doing so on Le Prince Noir a.k.a. The Black Prince a.k.a. Pascal…

It’s rumored there was a motorcyclist in the late 1970′s that called himself “Le Prince Noir” and roared around Paris with a camera strapped to his motorcycle. Perhaps this started with him, but I have seen no video of this or received any confirmation at all on this rumor. Also, 1970′s technology being what it was, it is hard for me to envision a video camera being strapped to a motorcycle. But, who knows…

Cut to modern day and we have the video seen above. Well, actually that video was shot in 1989, but at least we have the video so we know it was done and that Pascal is/was a real person.

I say “was” because there are persistent rumors that Pascal died trying to top his original record of 11 minutes and 4 seconds for the 35 kilometers (35 kilometers is 21.74 miles). However, there exist no official reports of a motorcyclist crashing and dying while filming a record run around Le Peripherique. In addition, there are rumors that the death rumors were started to keep the gendarmes and the press off of Le Prince Noir’s back (the gendarmes after learning of his ride, almost dared him to do it again). Last, but certainly not least, Ghost Rider himself stated in an interview that Le Prince Noir/The Black Prince/Pascal was still alive.

Interviewer MOTO73: “On your last DVD, aside from the ride between Rotterdam and Amsterdam, we marked your drive through Paris on. Someone else already has done this a couple years ago.”

Ghost Rider: “I rode the same distance of 35 kilometers in nine minutes and 57 seconds. However, I only rode at night instead of during the daytime. Pascal rode during the daylight in busy traffic. Many people say that Pascal is dead, but I can tell you it isn’t so. His problems with justice are past, so we will surely hear from him soon.”

In Ghost Rider Goes Crazy in Europe, Ghost Rider does a timed run in Paris, France on the Paris Peripherique (a French term for ring road/beltway) and completes the circuit with an elapsed time of 9 minutes 57 seconds for an average speed of 211 kph (131 mph). This was done as a tribute to Le Prince Noir (Black Prince) who completed the circuit on his motorcycle in 11 minutes 04 seconds for an average speed of 190+ kph (118+ mph).

The times are not comparable however due to Black Prince’s being obtained in heavy traffic with daylight (the average daylight speed on Peripherique during workweeks is about 43 km/h or 26 mph) and Ghost Rider’s being obtained with very little traffic at night and with the latter rider utilizing a more powerful and capable machine than Le Prince Noir (The Black Prince was riding a Kawasaki ZXR750).

Oh, by the way, the speed limit on Peripherique is 80 km/h (50 mph).

How To Be Awesome – Day 3

As mentioned previously, the old posse was back in Suckramento with a few new additions… So, we reunited and headed to our old hangout spot, Hangar 17, to get things started…

The Summer Crew…

Siena/Sienna…

When the J.O.D.D. crew of Nicki Tyler, Siena Manor and Justin Ames get together – adventure is bound to follow…

We weren’t disappointed because the evening was almost immediately spiced up by a little domestic disturbance. Enter Melissa Thomas

Now, I have not altered the above picture at all. A camera tells no lies and one can clearly see by looking at her eyes that Satan was with us that evening…

So, here’s what happened: We had a relatively large and celebratory group ranging from Old Man Jerry to Elle Daly (Now, bear in mind that we were in a bar and know everyone that works in this bar and even know the owners). Ok, so, Ms. Thomas was speaking on her cell phone and apparently didn’t care for us being awesome (noisy in this case). A rational person would have simply recognized that they were in a bar and moved or told their friend to call back later. After all, WE WERE IN A BAR. That isn’t what happened though…

Ms. Thomas sidled up to our table and in a particularly condescending voice sneered, “You know, you’re like two feet away from each other, do you have to yell?”

Now we’re a pleasant group and if someone had politely asked us to quiet down, we definitely would have – even though we were in a bar. Did I mention that we were in a bar? Ms. Thomas did not try that approach though and instead tried the bitchy, unpleasant approach. She picked the wrong crew to try that approach with…

I immediately started giggling like a little girl while Nicki fired back, “We’re in a bar.”

The retort from Ms. Thomas was, “Well, like eight people are complaining about you at the bar.”

We looked over at the bar. Seated at the bar were two of our friends, the guy she was with and, Autumn, one of the bar employees with whom we are friends…

So, again, Nicki was the first to fire back while I just continued laughing… “That’s funny because we’re friends with everyone at the bar except for the guy you’re with…

Ms. Thomas muttered some comment under her breath and retreated to the bar where she commenced trying to stare us down. That doesn’t impress me though, so I just took her picture – the one you see above…

One may wonder how I know the name of Ms. Thomas? Fortunately, we have Miss Manor in our crew and she was on the ball and obtained Melissa’s business card… Ms. Thomas was drunk, so perhaps I should be easier on her? Nah, I’m pleasant when I’m drunk. Rudeness is always unacceptable (at least when it’s directed at my crew or me).

Needless to say, this didn’t diminish in any way the maximizing of the evening (really, it enhanced it)… We stayed at Hangar 17 until after they closed and then decamped to Elixir to round out the evening. It was a solid start to the visit.

Elle Daly

I love my life…

From left to right: Siena Manor, Justin Ames, Nicki Tyler and Destinee Hough…

How To Be Awesome – Day 2 (Ano Nuevo State Park)

Continuing our eternal quest for awesomeness, we headed out the next day (following our eight hours of awesomeness the prior day) to:

Ano Nuevo State Park

Located along Highway 1 north of Santa Cruz, it is elephant seal time at Ano Nuevo.

The visitor center is in an old white barn which is pretty cool…

You’re required to have a naturalist accompany you out to the elephant seal areas and competition to get on the tours was pretty intense. Here are Brandon and Amanda waiting at the staging area…

And, of course, Justin and Amanda…

On the way out to the elephant seal areas, you pass the remains of an old shipwreck. It’s popular with lizards…

Park Scenery…

This is Mel, our naturalist guide, breaking things down for us…

Coast View…

It was such a great day that I had to film it…

Sand dunes prevail in the areas popular with the elephant seals…

Here’s a closeup of the plants that grow on the dunes…

An elephant seal we came across hanging out on the dunes…

Elephant seals with the old lighthouse station in the background…

Males arrive first during the annual visit to the West Coast. Fourteen to sixteen feet long and weighing up to 2 1/2 tons, they engage in small skirmishes and violent battles to establish dominance and for the right to settle in the center of the harem and mate with all its females.

Elephant Seal Madness

An elephant seal undulates into a better position…

A camera pan of the elephant seal harems and an alpha bull warning off another bull…

Elephant seals lounging and moving around on the beach at Ana Nuevo…

A larger bull stares a smaller bull down… I kept this video more for the throaty sound the bull makes – rather unique

An elephant seal cooling down in the creek…

Seals, seals…

Nothing but sand and sky…

Some of the others on the tour…

A view across the park…

One of the beaches next to the visitor center with an elephant seal on it…

A final view of the park…

We had an awesome time, but the old posse was in Sacramento for a couple of days… So, it was time to make a run to Sacramento to keep the awesomeness flowing. There was an important stop that needed to be made along the way though – a meeting with Ian Bowman…

Ian showed off his new boat which he had parked at NexTag headquarters. Unfortunately, he’s already been slapped with a violation sticker for parkin’ dirty…

This picture pretty much sums up the visit…

How To Be Awesome – Hours 7 to 8

Following science and history what could be more appropriate than heavy weaponry? Cut to Forward Operating Base (FOB) Awesome to put some time in on the Weapons Simulator…

Amanda unknowingly assists with demonstrating the scale of the facility…

Some of the available weapons in the Simulator…

M249 SAW

When guns just won’t do, there are always rockets. And everyone should know that I’m partial to rockets…

Soon it was time to get down to business…

Here Brandon and I counter an ambush from a small craft. The guns have a sophisticated pneumatic system that provides a realistic recoil as you are firing. I hurt my collar bone a couple of times by holding the gun too closely to that poorly protected bone. Also, the guns jam and require reloading just as they would if one were firing live ammunition…

After a scenario is completed, the computer lists your specific stats on the screen. Below are the details of my performance on a felony vehicle stop. I hit the target 7 out of 7 times and all of my hits were lethal shots…

Below is a felony traffic stop scenario similar to the one that produced the above results for me. Brandon and Amanda rock this one…

Here’s Brandon navigating an urban combat scenario with the M249 SAW…

Any one of these things would have been awesome as a standalone event – we did all three in 8 hours. Go forth and be awesome…

You’d think this would have been enough awesomeness to leave us satiated, but this was just the first day…

How To Be Awesome – Hours 4 to 6 (Rosicrucian Museum)

Following our dose of the future, we headed for ancient history by visiting the renowned Rosicrucian Museum in San Jose…

The entrance to the Rosicrucian Museum:

A statue in the park outside the museum:

Mummified Nile Catfish – Fish and beef were often mummified and placed in tombs for the deceased to eat in the afterlife:

Mummified Baby Crocodiles – mummified to honor the god Sobek. They could be wrapped individually or bound with the mummy of their mother:

Mummified Cats:

Cartonnaged Falcon Mummy and Unwrapped Falcons – Falcons represented the god Horus, patron god of kingship and the sun and sky. The standing falcon mummy is completely plastered and gilded, while the falcon mummies below were simply preserved by dipping them in resin:

If you look closely at the coffin’s sides, you’ll notice some “editing,” likely from the Victorian era. One of the coffin’s previous owners found the phallic fertility images on the sides of the coffin repugnant and attempted to erase the offending details. The funny thing is that this misguided individual succeeded only in making these details more obvious with his or her vandalism:

The museum housed a number of excellent models. The original of this particular site was destroyed recently after the Nile began filling in behind the completed Aswan dam:

This mummy did not have any wrappings or other decorations on his body that might reveal his identity. His fingernails were dyed with henna, but his hair was naturally red. Curious:

The museum also has a replica of a tomb complex. This is the entrance:

Recreation of a looted grave site inside the tomb complex replica:

Ancient Egyptian “pillows” were made to support the neck while protecting elaborate hairstyles:

Tweezer and Razor Sets – The Egyptians were very fastidious about facial and body hair, and strove to eliminate all but the hair on their heads:

Eye-paint made from galena, a type of lead:

Some examples of Egyptian jewelry:

People of all classes wore sandals. So, it looks like I’m in good company by wearing flip flops all the time:

Scales were necessary to ensure equal trading and a fair deal. Sabotaging a scale was an offense punishable by death:

Cones of Cedars of Lebanon – Lebanon was known in ancient times for its vast forests of Lebanon Cedar trees. Cedrus libani, of the pine family, is an evergreen tree that can grow up to 130 feet tall.

The ancient Lebanese garnered immense wealth through trade. The Egyptians lacked a native source of wood, so they turned to imported Lebanon Cedar for construction of temples and coffins.

So much cedar was clear-cut for trade that Lebanon became deforested. Lebanon’s climate changed and its economy subsequently collapsed.

Today there are a few remaining stands of Lebanon Cedars, but even these trees are endangered due to many factors, many of them related to the legacy of the ancient clear-cutting. These include missing elements of the ecosystem (other plants and birds), drought and soil erosion. Modern warfare has also damaged many trees.

Lebanon’s environment is irrevocably altered, and the famous forests of cedar may never return. This is a fine ancient example of an environmentally disastrous practice with lasting repercussions:

Beer Strainer – Mesopotamian barley beer was quite thick and required straining prior to serving:

Another mummy in the museum:

Gazelle Mummy – Women of means kept gazelles as house pets and hand-fed them. This elderly gazelle, which suffered from arthritis and tooth loss, was a beloved pet mummified for its owner’s tomb:

Scarab Beetle – This modern-day scarab beetle was collected in Egypt. The Egyptians watched scarabs rolling balls of dung across the sand, and so eventually a myth developed in which a scarab pushed the sun across the sky:

Surgical Tools:

Fragment from the Book of the Dead – The Book of the Dead was actually called The Book of Going Forth by Day. This book was a guide to the afterlife and its spells came mostly from the earlier works known as the “Pyramid Texts.”

Snake Coffins – These small coffins were intended as votive offerings to the snake goddess Wadjet, who protected the pharaoh. An x-ray image revealed the mummies of two baby cobras inside this particular box:

Vast harems, advanced health care, flip flops, beer, slaves, warm weather – One could have had a worse life than being wealthy and powerful in ancient Egypt…

As we were leaving the museum, I snapped this blurry picture of a group of San Jose’s finest that were loitering in the park at the museum. Immediately after I took the picture, the group broke up and before we were down the block one of them was pulling us over on the pretense that there was a problem with our registration. The “problem” soon evaporated after Brandon presented his Marine ID card. Turns out the cop had also been in the Marines… As he was sending us on our way, he mentioned that they’d radioed in the license plate information before we even left the parking lot.

Trying to catch us ridin’ dirty – not gonna happen…

How To Be Awesome – Hours 0 to 3

I am frequently asked what it takes to be awesome. It really starts with a state of mind, but an illustrative example from my own life taken from the most recent Saturday demonstrates how this translates into action: All of this took place in the span of 8 hours…

We started out at noon in the WRX to Lick Observatory, enjoying the twisty road (Route 130) on the way up… Tradition maintains that this road has exactly 365 turns from start to summit.

If you don’t get stuck behind someone, the drive up is great in a sports car (such as a WRX) or on a motorcycle…

The Lick Observatory is an astronomical observatory, owned and operated by the University of California constructed between 1876 and 1887, from a bequest from James Lick. It is situated on the summit of Mount Hamilton, in the Diablo Range just east of San Jose

Here is a 360 degree panorama taken from the top of Mount Hamilton…

A still image of the view…

The view from the main building across the rest of the mountaintop…

A view of the main Observatory building…

Despite being in the Bay Area, the mountain gets a fair amount of snow…

This is the interior of the great Lick Refractor… In 1887 Lick’s body was buried under the future site of this telescope, with a brass tablet bearing the simple inscription, “Here lies the body of James Lick.” Not many telescopes also serve as a crypt…

The road up is popular with motorcyclists…

Brandon and Amanda on the top of the mountain…

Justin and Amanda on the top of the mountain…

One of the smaller telescopes on the mountain…

The Hamilton Observatory… SETI runs a program from here: Optical SETI Program. Today, after four decades of Moore’s Law growth of optical laser technology, we have the technological means to transmit effective interstellar optical signals…

Another telescope from another view…

We started the day with a dose of science and technology, but we were just getting started…