Crawling Up the Left Side of Ohio to the Right Side of Indiana
These images have been twenty two years in the making - so to speak.
The Etheral Firmament of Class Bravo Airspace
When I was a kid, I wanted to grow up and be a pilot. Not just any pilot - I wanted to be a fighter pilot. Particularly for The Navy, preferably the F-14 Tomcat. And while I could fill this entire post with clever allusions to scenes from Top Gun, I'll spare you.
There are Bombs Over Baghdad and Fireworks Under Cincinnati
It's been awhile since the Fourth of July, but that weekend there was an astounding pyrotechnics display in the Cincinnati Underground - from the Broadway Tunnel to the Hopple St. Subway Tunnel.
Longshoreman's Lament
I woke up at 4:30 in the morning to take my roommate to the airport. I had just gotten back from work and gone to sleep two hours earlier. CVG is right down the road, but Dayton is quite cheaper. The catch is that it's pretty far away, not really, but on two hours of sleep - it's an eternity despite a breakfast of beef jerky, coffee and nicotine.
When Crosley was King
Before Crosley was the name of a stadium, Powell Crosley Jr.'s empire gave birth to the first commercially affordable radio, the "Nation's Station" 700 WLW, the first car radio and "soap operas.”
Construction on Cincinnati's Subway to Resume, First Train Delivered!
It's been 84 years since construction of the Cincinnati Subway halted. Nearly two miles of unused tunnels have been sitting silently beneath the city streets since 1927. Despite efforts to try and revive the project - political corruption, economic climate, changing population trends and even war were one of the many historical circumstances that prevented the subway from ever seeing a train or rider. That is, until today.
Building "The Banks."
I took up an invitation from the folks at Carter-Dawson to see the current progress on The Banks, the development currently rising between the two stadiums on Cincinnati's riverfront.
The Mighty Motor City - Part 3: The National Theatre
In the 1960's, being able to communicate with others via a hand held device was the fantasy of Star Trek episodes.
The Mighty Motor City - Part 2: St. Agnes/Marty's of Uganda
It was the second stop of the day on our latest trip to Detroit, MI.
The Night That Covington Stood Still
"He came down to the scene like a captain coming to his ship," or something like that, is what I overheard one of the news reporters behind me saying while I stood with the crowd.
The Mighty Motor City - Part 1: Ferris Elementary
"Hide your 'whiteness,'" was a piece of advice uttered to me just before we crept through an open field that was once filled with kids enjoying their recess from school. "What? Really?" I replied to our guide.
It's So Cold in the D.
As I was driving on 75 North with Gozer, we joked about the homemade hip hop song and music video that became an internet sensation (and that this post is named after). One would hardly think that the monotone singing and offbeat lyrics are actually for a serious song about "T Baby's" deceased brother and infant son, hence why the "D (Detroit)" is "So Cold." Ironically for us though, the D would in fact be cold although in terms of temperature, not personal tragedy.
The Problem These Days is That Kids are Learning History Off The Walls of Applebees.
I feel my life is more in danger at the Kenwood Towne Centre on a weeknight than when I have an expensive camera around my neck in OTR and downtown at midnight.
An Atypical View at an Atypical Time: Great American Ballpark
A frustrating day - ready for baseball, so I took a walk around the ballpark. Different perspectives of the ballpark taken during a different time than when most people see it.
Fortune Cookie Prophecy Part 2: The Surf Cincinnati Abandoned Miniature Golf Classic
The prophecy of a "delightful journey" laid out by the fortune cookie in Part 1 had so far come true when Gozer and I explored the remains of forgotten Lancaster Street earlier in the day.
Fortune Cookie Prophecy Part 1: Lancaster St.
I didn't have much around my apartment for breakfast. Some Grippo's BBQ chips, frozen corn dogs, lemonade and two fortune cookies was about all there was. A small cookie made of flour, sugar, vanilla and oil with a message inside it seemed like a good thing to eat. I don't usually put any faith in the "fortunes" found within these takeout accompanying deserts, but since Gozer and I were about to go exploring, this one seemed like a good sign.
Monster Trucks at the Gardens
January might as well have been "Monster Truck Month" in Cincinnati. For three weekends straight, the Cincinnati market was saturated with three different touring circuits of over-sized pickup trucks that drive around and crush cars. Last week there as an event at the US Bank Arena downtown, next week there's one at the Bank of Kentucky Center on NKU's campus, but this week there were monster trucks at the best arena in town: the Cincinnati Gardens.
Third Time's a Charm - Forgotten Cincinnati Exhibition Returns
Not many "threequels" are successful.