rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,


At the moment I have 34 browser tabs loaded with pages from about a dozen different websites. I was looking for something and kept finding other things. Let's see, I've got (among other things) somebody's Flickr picture of the long-closed Tower Theatre on Broadway in Downtown Los Angeles where I saw "Bonnie and Clyde" with an audience that displayed shock at the violence of the movie; The Wikipedia article on artist Millard Sheets, who made the murals which decorated the outside of the auditorium at the high school I went to; A web page about the Millard Sheets Gallery at Fairplex (the name given, at sometime since I left the area, to the L.A. County Fairgrounds in Pomona); A few more Sheets pages, including the first results page of a search on him at the Ruth Chandler Williamson Galley at Scripps College (Records 0-3 of 46); A load of landscape paintings from the web site of the Virtual Museum of Canada; A page about Frank Tolles Chamberlin, an artist who was one of Millard Sheets' early teachers; A page about The Boom Boom Room, a Laguna Beach gay bar which claims to be the oldest such establishment on the west coast; The listing from the Forbes 400 Richest Americans for 2006 of B. Wayne Hughes, a somewhat older alumnus of my high school who I think may have lived down the hill from our house; A big, big page of obituaries of people who died in December, 2004, including a number swept away by the Asian tsunami that month. Meanwhile, I've also got my other browser open, downloading some pictures. How does this shit happen? I have a life! Really, I do! I just can't seem to get around to it when the Internets got their fangs in me.

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