A really nice alumna of mine supplied a few more pictures of the destruction of Alvey Hall, after I posted about it yesterday. (Thanks again, Shelby!)
As I mentioned then, the Mary Washington College dorm was actually torn down in 2021.
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They leveled my old dorm at Mary Washington College.
No, it wasn’t due to the infamy of me having once lived there. I have not yet fully scandalized a building.
This article is from two years ago — but I just saw this today when an alum shared it.
WOW, the memories I have of that place.
Alvey Hall Demolition at University of Mary Washington
“Check yourself before you wreck yourself?”
I’ve got a better one for ya.
EDIT yourself. Before you Eric yourself.
Welp. The TV just turned itself on.
AREN’T I ALREADY HAUNTED ENOUGH BY MY OWN DEMONS?
What do I do? Turn it off? That would require that I acknowledge that it happened.
Plus maybe Ghosthomeboy is watching it now.
Update — now there is a thunderstorm brewing as night begins to fall. I am half-convinced that I am still asleep with my nap and dreaming this.
I did NOT see Dad coming.
I told the nice young woman who cut my hair that I went to school in Fredericksburg. She said she thought I might have gone to high school with her dad.
For some reason, that made me feel SO old.
Update — people on Facebook have now informed me that the phrase “nice young woman” is employed only by old people.
(I’m a silly goose.)
Throwback Thursday: “Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull” (2008)!
I think that we can all agree that “Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull” (2008) is the least of the film series. (Some people really despise it.) And I suppose it’s telling that I’ve only seen it twice.
It isn’t a terrible movie, it just couldn’t match the magic of the original trilogy. (I was surprised a moment ago when Wikipedia informed me that it was indeed still directed by Steven Spielberg.) The Russian villains were a little too cartoonish, the chemistry among the leads was a little off, and the whole thing maybe felt a little … rushed. For some reason, it makes me think of a pretty good made-for-television movie instead of a feature film — sort of an “Indiana Jones Reunion Special.”
Hey, I didn’t hate it. The artifact they’re chasing is unique and cool, the denouement is inventive, and Shia LaBeouf’s “Mutt” actually didn’t bother me much. This movie was fun.
Just a tiny abandoned train trestle over a tiny creek.
Off Brandon Avenue SW. I thought it was neat.
Leave it to … beaver?
I’ll be honest with you … the jury is still out with me about whether this is actually a beaver dam in the Roanoke River. Is it possible that this is just a collection of detritus?
One or two of my Southern friends have assured me that it indeed looks like a dam. But I’m not sure if they’re messing with me or not.
I know I saw movement down there that one night in May when I passed over it on the bridge. But it was dark.
And I realized earlier tonight that I could have been seeing another group of animals entirely. After I took the pictures you see below, I passed over that bridge yet again, and I got excited when I saw a critter down there. I grabbed my phone and started shooting video … until I recognized the distinctive striped tail of a raccoon. Little masked bandit had me fooled. He even saw me looming after him, and shot me what looked like an embarrassed look before scampering off.
(Though it’s ironically a good portmanteau.)
A bad adaptation is a badaptation.
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