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Rev. Bleech_
Oct 19, 2004

~OKAY, WE'LL DRINK TO OUR LEGS!~

akadajet posted:

My great uncle and a cat. 1954. Some kind of mold or mildew on these slides. I'm afraid to try to clean them though.


jesus man. The mildew is the only thing that lets you know it's not an Instagram post from last week.

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Rev. Bleech_
Oct 19, 2004

~OKAY, WE'LL DRINK TO OUR LEGS!~

My workplace decided I needed more time to scan, so while I'm unemployed I'm catching up. As expected, 1996 and 1997 have a very low signal-to-noise ratio since the negatives are more or less complete.

But this? What the gently caress? 30 photos of a goddamned pile of dirt. Dirt. 30 pictures.


Nothing special about this fire shot, I just like it.


Speaking of fire, Late 2016's "You Tried" Award Winner:


Accidental snap of the corner of the darkroom. It was cluttered, filthy, stinky, you felt like washing your hands when you left it, and yet I miss it.

Rev. Bleech_
Oct 19, 2004

~OKAY, WE'LL DRINK TO OUR LEGS!~

DJExile posted:

oh hell yeah bleech is back :toot:

My time contributing is almost done; I have one more box of negatives to go (circa 1997), and maybe 200 more frames of 1996 to go, and that will be all negatives finished (16,000+ scanned so far). The more complete the archive, the less gold there is to be found. Still though, I have 2017 to plow through

But there is still the occasional interesting (at least to me) stuff like this: the last "true" running of Stoneybrook in 1996, which was ostensibly a horse race, but was actually just an excuse for hundreds/thousands of people who couldn't possibly give a poo poo about horse races to go get hammered in a field all day. This was a tradition for 30+ years and considering an Irish immigrant started this yearly race, this may have been a feature and not a bug.

This photo is one cardinal, one UNC cap, and one bottle of Cheerwine from being northcarolina.jpg






From the horrible-yet-accurately-named fenced off area signed as "CLOWNTOWN":




There's a fair chance that these were the only people actually looking at the horses




Other angles reveal this to be Bowman's Virginia Vodka. Man the love/hate relationship with that cheap poo poo I have.


I guess it would be cheating to post my own poo poo here, even though they're technically dadpics :v:

Rev. Bleech_
Oct 19, 2004

~OKAY, WE'LL DRINK TO OUR LEGS!~

Despite a few awards this year, pops' home PC doesn't have much on it from 2017 (hoping to get his work computer's stash soon), but here's what I did like.

The "People" file:




The Good Boy File:


(there's 8 or 9 more, which show the ridiculous amount of dried drool running down the door :3)

The Helpless Catte File:


Unseasonably late snows after the Azaleas start blooming are always a hit


Generic wreck photo of an old lady with dementia who was driving around town playing bumper cars IRL part of the day. The reason this photo amuses me is that my dad parked and went back into work and his dashcam hadn't shut down yet (it runs for like 5min when he turns off the engine) when she came up the street and sideswiped him, finally coming to a rest a few cars down. They put the video up on the website, I'll try and see if I can get a copy.


Hi, I'm Rev. Bleech_. You know, we had a lot of fun today...but there's nothing funny...about texting and driving.

Just go to the graveyard and ask this poor fella, dead two weeks before christmas like a mile from his house. Runs the stop sign as he's texting, loses a fight with an 18 wheeler

Rev. Bleech_
Oct 19, 2004

~OKAY, WE'LL DRINK TO OUR LEGS!~

DJExile posted:

This is the wise old man and his dog that the protagonist of an adventure movie happens across in their darkest hour. He gives some sagely advice and sends the hero along their way.

"It's dangerous to go alone; take this"
"*woof*"

Rev. Bleech_
Oct 19, 2004

~OKAY, WE'LL DRINK TO OUR LEGS!~


"Dad, put the cake down, it's picture time" "NO. *chews rebelliously* "

Rev. Bleech_
Oct 19, 2004

~OKAY, WE'LL DRINK TO OUR LEGS!~

Hooray, awards are out.
General news, third place (rather inexplicably since it's from Sept of 2016 rather than 2017)


lol, this one won wound up winning third place for Spot News Photography.

Rev. Bleech_ posted:

The Helpless Catte File:


Feature photography, third place


First place, Spot News Photography

Rev. Bleech_
Oct 19, 2004

~OKAY, WE'LL DRINK TO OUR LEGS!~

Welp, sorry for another long dump, but here goes.

Cleaning out everything at work, dad brought home a large stack of CD-Rs, some as far back as 1999, containing digital and scanned-from-color-negative shots from 1998-2003 that I thought were lost forever, as well as his personal "favorites of the year galleries" for the end-of-year issues in 2013 and 2014 that I hadn't seen. Those two galleries are linked there, with some crossover with what's posted here:

John Edwards in early 2000, before you could add the phrase "Disgraced former Senator and Vice Presidential Nominee" in front, holding a baby that isn't his nor illegitimate for a change


Edwards being a local boy, my dad and a journalist from the paper got to follow him around in DC in fall of 2000 and tag along with him to a roast of Dan Rather.
Most shots of Edwards in his office have a window washer's legs dangling hilariously by the window.


On said trip, he and the journalist bumped into noted piece of poo poo and home state Senator Jesse Helms (rest in piss). When the journalist, who had built a bit of a left-leaning reputation in Raleigh in the 70s and 80s introduced himself, Jesse scooted away as pieces of poo poo do.


Famous faces at the roast: Arthur BranchFred Thompson


Rather himself, of course


Tim Russert, Alan Greenspan


and a dude I swear I recognize but cannot friggin' name. Any help?


----

Famous for different reasons, Sgt. Carwood Lipton, who had retired to the area. They did a bit on him around the time "Band of Brothers" premiered, not very long before he died. Super-nice unpretentious guy according to dad, who apparently didn't ask him "how are those nuts, Lip?". Trivia: he had a bitchin' screaming eagle mailbox.


From nationally famous to locally famous, this is Red. Red ran a service station that was pretty drat great and pretty drat affordable, and he had been doing it for over 50 years. He was cantankerous. Famously, he once responded to a pair of Japanese tourists in the 70s who asked him "can you tell us how to get to X?" with "You found Pearl Harbor without my help." He was also kind of a dick.


Whatever story is behind this scene, it can't be nearly as good as the story in my head.


trent dead. so what.


Pops was never above a raunchy joke.


The week of 9/11 was a weird time.


Random people dump:








Random horsey/landscape dump:





To close us out, a Good Boy dump :unsmith:

Rev. Bleech_ fucked around with this message at 03:55 on Mar 21, 2018

Rev. Bleech_
Oct 19, 2004

~OKAY, WE'LL DRINK TO OUR LEGS!~

ExecuDork posted:

Never apologise. This stuff is fantastic!

Thank ya...I'll try and keep the dumps more reasonable in length in the future though

I remember on this day, when he came home he mentioned that he had been too busy running hither and yon that he barely saw any of it. Our local government people and grounded plane passengers gravely looking on were the order of the day.




Noted pieces of poo poo Dick Armey and Karl Rove tragically survived their flight in the late 90s





Good Boy Tax:

Rev. Bleech_
Oct 19, 2004

~OKAY, WE'LL DRINK TO OUR LEGS!~

A few I missed from yesterday:

a 1999 self-portrait taken inside the MetLife blimp that I really dig for some reason


Remember how in the 70s, 80s, and very early 90s I mentioned he could get all up in a crime scene for photos? That changed by 1998


Not really sure what the context is here.


In addition to getting the 1981est photo ever taken, he somehow also came within a whisker of getting the most 1998 photo ever.


EDIT: two and a half hours later, while sorting TIF files pulled from the discs, I accidentally dragged a photo of JFK that was on there for some reason into the 'Headshots' folder. gently caress it, I'm leaving it there.

Rev. Bleech_ fucked around with this message at 03:39 on Mar 23, 2018

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Rev. Bleech_
Oct 19, 2004

~OKAY, WE'LL DRINK TO OUR LEGS!~

Jestery posted:

I've posted my father earlier in this thread, at the time he was flying planes very similar to the ones that hit the towers.

One of his pilot mates had called him at 3 in the morning local time and was like
"Mate, turn on your TV"
"What the gently caress it's 3am"
"{Name} turn on your TV"
"What channel?"
"Doesn't matter"

I woke up to him glued to the tv for the whole day

Yeah, he called me three times from his cell before I woke up and said "why are you waking me up". I've rarely gone from dead sleep to alert so quickly.

Looking at the videotape I was rolling that day, I was pretty clearly weirded out/fascinated by the fact that VH1 and MTV and everything else was straight out news until at least that evening; except for a weird local religous station that was broadcasting apocalyptic bible readings and sermons over stock footage of slowly waving American flags.

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