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This morning, meet the building manager, get a look-see at the apartment, clean, vacant, ready for me to move in. Immediately. I need a shower curtain, bathmat, pot, pan, I need to first go to my locker and relocate it here before buying anything, I need a couple of stools, armchair, sofa, bed, I need...
soap, bar soap and shampoo to shower with...Toilet paper, toilet brush, plunger...towels,
...laundry detergent and some Oxy-Clean....
...Food to put in the pantry. Lots of food. Good food. Olives. Cheese. A steak. A fork and knife - no, wait - 2, 3 of them. 4. 4 is an even number. 4 plates, 4 bowls, 4 coffee mugs, 4 of everything...Pot, Pan, Bodum, Pasta....Gnocci....Rice...staples....Asian Food...Coconut milk & curry and jars full of nuts and seeds and a little food processor so I can make tasty dressings for salads like garlic-chili-ginger and...
I'm gonna get fancy and get a glass for my vodka. Fancy fancy.
I'm gonna go pick up my mantle clock from the antique store and my candlestick phone from a friends...
I'm gonna run to Calgary and start emptying out that locker (and, having just been to Practicar, quoted $800 for a 2 day rental this might be a ways away...).
Anyways, this is an entirely new way of living that I'm not in the least prepared for. Not in the least. And so, keys jangling in my pocket, what to do, I work tonight - and tomorrow morning, no point moving in just yet, perhaps tomorrow night, if it's quiet and I escape work early and I can start, unpack the vehicle of my clothes and the dozens of books and bags of arrowheads, rocks, mixed-media art supplies, the trash that has piled up and accumulated, nothing that I need and everything I ever wanted but now, it's back to the basics...
...hangers for my clothes, a desk, ...
the list will go on and on, but for now - I have a fucking place to live in a place I want to be. Bloody hell how long has it taken me?
Undiscovered Tombs
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Using Chat GPT to generate content of interest to me:
As of my last update in September 2021, there were numerous ancient tombs and archaeological sites that remained undiscovered or only partially explored. Speculating on the specific contents of these tombs is challenging without concrete evidence, but here are ten historically significant tombs that have captured the imagination of archaeologists and historians. Please note that any discoveries or updates after my last update are not included in this list:
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Tomb of Genghis Khan (Mongolia): The elusive tomb of the legendary Mongol leader Genghis Khan has been the subject of much speculation. If found, it might contain the remains of the great conqueror and artifacts from the Mongol Empire.
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Tomb of Cleopatra and Mark Antony (Egypt): The burial sites of the famous Egyptian queen and her Roman lover have not been definitively located. The tomb could potentially contain artifacts from the Ptolemaic period and offer insights into their lives and rule.
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Tomb of Alexander the Great (Egypt or Macedonia): The final resting place of one of history's greatest conquerors, Alexander's tomb could contain his remains, valuable artifacts, and historical documents.
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Tomb of Nefertiti (Egypt): The burial site of Queen Nefertiti, an influential figure during the Amarna period, remains a mystery. If found, it could house exquisite artifacts from Egypt's 18th Dynasty.
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Tomb of Attila the Hun (Hungary or Romania): The tomb of Attila, the ruler of the Huns, is yet to be discovered. It might contain treasures and artifacts from the Hunnic civilization.
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Tomb of Emperor Qin Shi Huang (China): Despite the famous Terracotta Army discovered near Xi'an, the exact location of Qin Shi Huang's tomb and its potential treasures, including a life-size replica of his empire, remain unknown.
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Tomb of King Herod (Israel): The tomb of King Herod the Great, known for his ambitious building projects, could provide valuable insights into the ancient history of the region.
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Tomb of Cleopatra Selene II (Algeria): The final resting place of Cleopatra Selene II, daughter of Cleopatra and Mark Antony, has yet to be discovered. It might contain artifacts from the Ptolemaic period and the Roman Empire.
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Tomb of Gobekli Tepe (Turkey): Gobekli Tepe, an ancient megalithic site, is speculated to have underground chambers and possible burial sites that could reveal more about the religious beliefs and rituals of early civilizations.
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Tomb of the Prophet Muhammad (Saudi Arabia): The burial place of Prophet Muhammad, the founder of Islam, is not known for certain. If found, it could become one of the most significant religious and historical sites in the world.
It's important to emphasize that these tombs are currently undiscovered, and any speculation about their contents is purely hypothetical. Archaeologists continue to conduct research and excavations in these regions, hoping to shed light on these historical mysteries. Always consult up-to-date sources and research for the latest developments in archaeological discoveries.
The Nelson to Balfour Drunk-Drive Rally
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A newer model VW Jetta (?), overturned in a ditch near Balfour, high speed, crossed lane, lucky no-one was killed. Circumstances and accounts vary, but it's been there a month and a half, and the facebook "explanations" seem to suggest that somebody shouldn't have been driving, didn't remain at the scene of an accident, and is now trying to claim his/her vehicle was stolen.
Then, a few weeks ago another, the same, a truck thrown up an embankment, slowly slipping down, there two weeks again...
Which inspires me, they should have an official Nelson-to-Balfour Drunk Drive Rally, sponsored by a local liquor store and the auto wreckers, every participant must drink a Mickey then get to Balfour as quick as they can, the winner gets a $1000 prize...you could close the highway just for this, everyone would attend, it would be like the local version of Formula 51 or Grand Prix...
Summer, Crazy Days, Etc
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The last few days, short staffed at work - as always, slammed Monday, but with regulars I knew, our "better" customers, then again Tuesday, non-stop, the sketched Shambala crews, some tippers, some not so much. The day is long, wave after wave after wave, like some sort of Zombie Apocalypse, people sitting on the beach, assholes every one, it's get through it to the end, these last 6 weeks promise to be brutally long.
Now C* - worked with last year, a worker, diner styled matronly waitress, a little too plump and doesn't like running, and the other, JR's mother in law, here to work but really she's "Doing us a favour", she's a problem, doesn't bus tables, or run the dishwasher, or a thousand other things necessary to keep the ship running smoothly. And as such I find myself incredibly busy only to realize I'm picking up the slack, I'm not so busy on my own behalf, rather busy picking up after this lazy-ass ...
Anyways, my ire peaked I leave her to do the cleanup, floor it into Nelson, it's my Friday and Taco Tuesday all in one and I'm going to start my week-end right.
The liquor store, the evening's ration, I run into a dirty B* from the Chamber of Mines, also getting a ration, although his is a little better quality, chat, he's enthused, South Slocan, found his way into a big crystal pocket, hauling out some huge ones, and I'm inspired, I'll have to pop round the Chamber of Mines and see what he's dug up...
After Tacos, (too many and not to the usual standard) I drive down to Rossland. Nighttime, late, the roads are empty and it's a peaceful hour and half spent.
The night, at altitude, cool, I tuck into my sleeping bag, I've not slept this good since, well, since it heated up.
Wednesday morning, café, coffee and a scone, then a nap on a bench waiting for the thrift shop to open. I'm keeping up my reputation...
No finds, but from here to a logging road, 20 KM up, all manners of mafic, ultramafic, igneous, some heavily mineralized veins up here, there's gold and I can smell it, some vuggy spots with rusty, dirty quartz crystals inside (none worth keeping), some what appears to be massive skarn garnet, greenish mineral (limonite?), brownish crystals (??), all sorts, and so this amuses me some hours poking about, then further up, freshly blasted a marble deposit, then again further up more veins of rusty quartz, which I smashed and smashed again in the hopes of seeing some free gold, but I did not.
From here now back onto the highway, and what was a pleasant nighttime drive is now the stress of getting out of the fucking way of every car zooming up behind, and there's not near enough shoulder for me to be on the highway. This drive is a nightmare, I need to remember - other than construction-delayed Kootenay Lake, to keep this beast off the highway in the daytime...
Castlegar, I find some Chinese, I should have waited, the owner, pleasant but incompetent, her server, the same, 5 minutes to take an order, to fetch a glass of water, to bring change, how is it possible given that I'm the only person here?...
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Evening, cool down & nap in Lakeside Park. Find a spot on the grass with my book, read, doze, the park is filled with the ambient noise of children playing, there's a giant xylophone, drum in the park, they jingle and bang non-stop, the piano at the ice-cream café is tinkled upon by children, the conversations of passers by, glimpses of melody.
The drum circle begins, eyes closed and I listen, they're ferocious, laying down some good rhythms and beats, how many are they? More than fifty, not quite a hundred, they're very good.
And now something new, techno-world-fusion dance music, and I sit up and open my eyes...
Someone's driven a white car into the park, set up speakers, and is blasting this music...
People are dancing. I recognize Nelson from Nelson and he's there, smiling, always in a good mood, and he's explaining it's "Dance Fusion", ecstatic dance, just come and dance, and people, they are coming, soon there's a crowd, 50 people, 100 people, 150 people, I recognize them, so and so from the laundrette, the Magic Man, there's the autistic girl from the library, very pretty, looks like an elf, ears poking through long dark hair, the dancefloor is bounded by the extension cords running to the speakers, she for the first half stands outside it, on the very edge, hands dancing (not feet), then just inside it when she "joins", if that is the right word...
The dancing, world-beat music, not rave quality but good enough, and everyone is freestyling, 150 people, 150 styles of dance, the people, the people, aged 2-75, no one demographic predominates, there's jugglers and fire spinners (no fire, merely the spinner) practicing, hoop dancers, there's everyone...
This ends the evening...
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This morning, coffee, Big City Girl is back again, and I'm wondering if it's to stay, and Magic Man asks if I enjoyed the Dance Fusion and I'm off to do laundry, hit the local thrift shops, drive off to Kokanee Creek to shower, shave, trim my nails, back into town for some lunch, then to the library, and now, time to do some work...
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