nuke
vimto1
no2liberals
Robert D
Murder of Ravens
Beto Ochoa
swampie
thea
jseedubya
cesarzambrano
epicsurvivorFriday 15 Jun 07, was to be a day of celebration for the city of Tulsa, Oklahoma. On that date in 1957, the city sealed a time capsule, with a 1957 Plymouth Belvedere, and numerous artifacts from that era.
Here is how the event and the contents of the time capsule are described:
While some lucky person may (or may not) win a brand new 1957 Plymouth in the year 2007, the winner has several other prizes to look forward to, among them a $100 trust fund accruing interest until the year 2007. Included with the Plymouth is a 5 gallon can of gasoline, a jar of Oklahoma crude oil, and in the glovebox, fourteen bobby pins, a ladies compact plastic rain cap, several combs, a tube of lipstick, pack of gum, facial tissues $2.73 inbills and coins and a pack of cigarettes with matches – all items that might have been found in a woman’s purse circa 1957,
The car’s glove compartment contains two other interesting items: a parking ticket (unpaid!) and a boftle of tranquilizers. Depending an the Belvedere’s condition, the tranquilizers may be the most important part of the package.
Here you will find a video of the time capsule festivites, and all of it’s hopes and dreams, for the 2007 Tulsarama.
So now you are wondering, what happened at the ceremony to reveal the contents of the time capsule? Disappointment, in a word, as famous Hot Rod builder Boyd Coddington was there for the exhumation.
When organizers of the vehicle’s unveiling lifted the curtain and peeled back a protective coating caked in red mud, they found another red substance on the car — rust.
The full story is here, the unearthing video is here, and the ceremony is on video here.
One commentator estimated the sarcophagus contained an estimated 2,000 gallons of water.
If I were in Tulsa, I wouldn’t take my eyes off of the car for a moment, though. It might just be another Christine.
Filed under: n2l, Open thread
Also, this story at Reuters.
Hey, Beto!
Well, time capsules are like a box of chocolates…you never know what you’re gonna get.
I really thought the bottle of tranquilizers as a common item found in a ladies purse a very interesting look back, at life in Tulsa in the ’50′s.
Isn’t it, though? Maybe a career as a mother and housewife wasn’t being all that they could be.
$2.73 in bills and coins is probably more than I have in my purse at the moment.
/Yeah, I know, I’m pathetic.
Or maybe they just liked to get high, like Towelie.
Brief musical interlude, for your goose bump pleasure.
Oh hey, Swampie. Go back and check the Sir Rushdie thread.
/henh
How times do change. Most young women reading about bobby pins would go “what is THAT?”
So what do y’all’s glove boxes contain circa 2007? Besides vehicle registration and insurance card, I mean. Mine has pens (that probably do not work), a pocketknife, tissues, a couple of packaged wet handcleaning things, BC powder, something to tie my hair back, a paperback in case I’m caught in traffic, a hairbrush, a (small)flashlight whose batteries are dead (gotta remember to get new batteries), and a couple lost Happy Meal toys.
It doesn’t contain a handgun because that makes police all nervous and shit when you reach over to get your registration and a handgun falls out. I keep that hidden under the seat.
Glovebox doesn’t contain much more than the owner’s manual, a cell phone charger, and some odds and ends. The various map pockets and console hidey-holes has all sorts of stuff. Stun gun, zytel stabbing toys, various flashlights of all sizes(that work), wet naps, and other essentials.
That WAS a goosebumps moment! I watched it twice.
Oh, sure, rub it in that your flashlights work.
I would like to have a stun gun, but don’t trust myself with one because I’d probably zap those people that annoy me at every stop light collecting for various causes.
Guns ain’t no good unloaded, just as a flashlight ain’t no good unless it’s loaded.
Back in a little. Got a bodacious spanish meatloaf, with a pile of rice and meatloaf gravy waiting for me.
Geez. I just had my first meal today, which was 1/2 a hamburger, a few fries, and some Diet Coke. SwampMan sat and watched me until I ate part of it. That and after lots of sinus meds and a triple dose of BC powder, I have to admit that I do feel better, but totally wired.
You been feeling bad?
Nah, just today. Woke up with one of those nasty migraine-type headaches where movement, light, and sound caused nausea and excrutiating head pain. In retrospect, may have been lack of sleep catching up with me, since I didn’t really “wake up” until 6 p.m., and got more sleep than I had in the past 4 days.
No sleep and not eating is a bad combo.
Found a really nice story from Pascagoula.
Not such a good story from Jacksonville.
Uhhh…hmmm…Happy Father’s Day?
the volunteers from the church groups have done so much work on the coast. they are unsung heroes.
Most of the area has clay soil, and there isn’t a house that has been here for a few years that doesn’t have some cracks in the slab. The ideal situation, of course, is to let the slab cure for @ 30 days before framing begins, but that doesn’t happen. As for the other things, like rotting framing around the windows and doors, that’s what happens when the homeowner does not keep wood painted. The drywall issue with nails popping is likely due to volunteer inexperience but again, not hard to fix. You whack ‘em in with a hammer (the nails, not the volunteers), fix the divot with some sheetrock mud, sand, primer, and paint. I bet a lot of those people haven’t done the first bit of maintenance.
They are good folks, indeed.
Hey Beto. Flash building just sounds wrong. No redress for the problems they are having is criminal.
Ol’Peanutz has a knack for turning everything he touches into guano, doesn’t he? Plus, he never met a communist he didn’t like.
Elections in Nepal with Jimmah watching?
/the horror
The important stuff is done by professionals and inspected by the city. Volunteers do the noncritical stuff. But, yeah, they chose some really crappy land to build on and Jimmy Carter was going for publicity on that one. The regular Habitat for Humanity people do a good job.
So y’all have that shrinking/expanding clay soil there too, Swampie?
That type of soil requires at least a soaker hose around the slab during the dry season. So I guess foundation repair is a thriving enterprise in Jax, as it is here.
Ah!
Hadn’t even considered the Jimmah propaganda angle. Grandiose, and grandioser.
Remember that the NYT is going to portray the poor, victimized homeowners, not people that don’t have a clue that they need to repaint periodically. As you read further down in the story, inspectors found that their complaints were housekeeping issues rather than structural issues.
I understand the defense of the poor angle, as well as the unsuitability for home owner issue, but a slab foundation on clay soil on top of a landfill is a recipe for disaster.
a 1957 Plymouth Belvedere….wow…how bout a chevy nova instead?..heh
#26 n2L
Yep on the contracting/expanding clay soil; I would guess that the prolonged drought had something to do with their complaints and that isn’t Habitat for Humanity’s fault.
Do y’all still do the footer and slab foundations? Mostly monolithic here.
Heh. Nearly everybody has a slab foundation on top of clay soil.
Sorry Angel, they didn’t make Novas in 1957.
/infidel
Yeah, mostly just a good ol’slab. Most new builds include an auto-sprinkler system, so you don’t have to run soaker hoses around the house. When shifting occurs, most people have the foundation people install the cable lock system to bedrock.
Dang!
I had stopped checking the Mesopotamian, as he hadn’t posted since 20 Apr.
Well, he posted on Monday, and he’s bugging out.
Bush has a new plan for building a border fence.
/henh
Oops, my bad, I had assumed that it was in a location where we had done low-income housing; actually, that location, if it is low, will have clay soil; otherwise, it could be very sandy soil.
Jacksonville is a struggling former papermill town? Jeebus, there ain’t nothin’ struggling about Jacksonville, and the papermills have(mostly) closed years ago.
Well, see!
If I hadn’t posted a link to the story, I would have assumed it was struggling with gators, or skeeters, or poverty, or sumpin’.
Later.
Gonna hang with ma’boy for awhile, then hit the bunk.
Yeah, I’m having to work this evening. Damnit. Sorry to be a poor “conversationalist”. Nice seeing y’all, Nuke, Beta, n2L.
Reckon maybe I’ll have a soliloquy after work tonight.
Cal Professor John Ogbu thinks he knows why rich black kids are failing in school. Nobody wants to hear it.
Long article but a great read.
Rich, Black and Flunking
Good read, nuke.
Here’s one from MM in todays NY Post.
[...] Tulsarama!(or Christine…is that you?) [...]