Before getting back to Quassy Amusement Park photographs let's look at my humor blog, which had a really weird week, considering. Posted there have been:
- Walking Through Novel-Writing: The Next Step, last week's major piece, about whatever it was about anyway.
- Nothing Is Happening In Apartment 3-G: A Statement That Will Be Only More True After Tomorrow, the last recap of the plot in a comic strip that had transcended plot and coherence and now, existence.
- Statistics Saturday: The Relented March Of Time, letting you understand in new ways how it's not years ago.
- Nothing Has Happened In Apartment 3-G: So Who Wins? an essay about what's going to happen to the comics page now that they don't have Apartment 3-G to not read anymore.
- Robert Benchley: American Anniversaries, a vintage piece about the fun of almanacs, with a touch of social satire in it. While this was going on, though, we had an incident ...
- In Which I Am Discovered And Made Kind Of Famous-Ish by the Onion AV Club! My Apartment 3-G coverage was noticed, and pointed out, by a guy I used to know in the Mystery Science Theater 3000 fanfic community! And who it turns out lives in Flint, where we were on Monday for reasons. Also the article got me back in touch with a guy I knew back in college. With all that, what could I post except ...
- What To Call People Without Getting Them Necessarily Angry, based on a conversation had with bunny_hugger while we were coming home from the big Flint pinball expedition, details to follow although if you read my main twitter you already saw it.
- Walking Through Novel-Writing: November’s Last Step, this week's big thing wrapping up my NaNoWriMo-inspired string of stuff.
Well, I think all that's splendid. You could read it as it happens on your Friends page, or you could get at it by your RSS reader, or you could join the nearly more than two people who, in the wake of my AV Club mention, get new articles sent you by e-mail.
So that's all delightful. Now, finally, here's some Quassy pictures:
Rentable boats on Lake Quassapaug. There isn't any barrier, not even a rope guide or a set of buoys to warn people they're going too far. At least none we could see. The boat at center-left you might think is out a fair bit, but we saw some that seemed to have got near the far side of the pond. We hoped they weren't trying to paddle their boats to the Bahamas.
From the Kiddieland section, the Little Dipper. Quassy got the ride in 1952, according to their web site. Its twins appear at many parks. If Coasterpedia's list of the oldest roller coasters in the world is correct, then this is the oldest steel roller coaster I've ever ridden. Its twin at Conneaut Lake Park is closed to riders as tall as I am.
No, Popeye, don't punch Quassy's Little Dipper roller coaster!
Quassy's Little Dipper roller coaster working its way up the hill.
Sunset was approaching. This is the Yoyo swinging-chairs ride, near the Quassy Zoo, and just a bit off the shoreline where the boats are rented out.
Trivia: Organizing the new Polish state after World War I required harmonizing nine separate legislative systems and five different currencies, as well as 66 kinds of railroad line with 165 types of locomotives. Source: Paris 1919: Six Months That Changed The World, Margaret Macmillan. (I admit I'm not sure how many different kinds of locomotive a Poland-sized country should have. Also I'm not sure what Macmillan means by different kinds of railroad line; that might include minor but necessary differences like AC and DC electric lines in cities, or narrow-gauge lines used in specialized mountain or industrial work.)
Currently Reading: Giving Good Weight, John McPhee.