
What used to be a blog about experiencing the places and cultures of the world has morphed into one of living in my adopted home of Wyoming.

Today I wandered over to McComb, Ohio, to check out the Second Annual Cookie Festival. I got much more than I bargained for. First, the cookie festival, which I assumed would have a few cookie booths and not much more, was a full-blown affair. There were carnival rides, a few cookie offerings, handmade doodles for sale, and best of all - an antique car show. This is a long glance at a 58 (I think) Chevy Impala. I've recently discovered some photo editing software on my computer that's good for 90 days I think, but opted to play around with this image a bit. I like how it turned out. For a few more pics from the day's events, check out the last few images on my flickr photo stream here.
This photo is of a Guatama Buddha statue. Yes, Buddha.
“But I thought this was a Hindu festival…!?”
Well, you’re right. This used to confuse me when visiting Hindu temples as well. A Nepali friend explained it for me though. When Siddhārtha Gautama was an insulated prince in Kathmandu, he was a Hindu of the Brahmin caste, as was his family. Suspecting that there was a lot more going on in the world than he was able to see and experience isolated within the palace walls and princely life, Gautama struck out to experience the real world as a monk. In doing so he came face to face with the harsh realities of caste life, poverty, and injustice, which set him upon a course of wandering and meditation to make sense of it all, prior to reaching enlightenment in India after a series of challenges. At that point he opted to return to the world at large and teach meditation skills so that others could attain enlightenment. There are some later Hindu teachings that indicate Buddha was an incarnation of the Hindu god Vishnu in an attempt to trick demons, so it's not as simple as I've laid out here, but you get the gist.
At any rate, my Nepali friend Sushil explained that Hinduism and Buddhism are intricately intertwined as a result. I don’t think that’s as obvious anywhere in the world as it is in
It was great to see the festival, the wares, sample the food, visit the temple, and enjoy several performances. For a few more photos of the day's activities, click here.

I just stumbled on a new photo site, Tuesday's Photos. I know, it's Saturday.....but the theme for the last Tuesday submittal was "Cars", so I couldn't help myself but to join in. I dug out an old scan of one of my greatest loves - my 1965 Ford Galaxie 500 XL, aka, the Green Beast, may she rest in peace. This photo is from around 1996 or so, taken on the Sabine Street bridge just west of downtown Houston. Things that don't look the same anymore: the skyline (pre-Enron new builds), the bridge (has undergone 'gentrification and beautification'), and me (I've evolved). But it's a favorite old photo, even if poor in quality and degraded even further by scanning on what was a great scanner in the mid-90s. (Also no longer with me.)

