April 7th, 2009
Ever since I was a kid, I’ve been fascinated by these. I don’t know if it’s the portable electricity or the tension and mystery in wondering if, once the sun sets, they will continue their job. I worried a lot as a kid. o
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- model: Canon EOS 5D Mark II
- exposureTime: 0.003 s (1/400) (1/400)
- fnumber: f/5.6
- exposure: program (auto)
- isoEquiv: 200
- focalLength: 200.00 (200/1)
Tags: 5D Mk II, fake xpro, flashers, orange, winter
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I also worried a lot as a kid. and loved these things. my worry when I saw these was that “serious important work was going on” but since I hardly ever saw anyone doing serious important work, i worried that it had all gone horribly awry and there was nothing left but the flashers.
So, this isn’t relevant to your picture, but wasn’t sure where else to send it.
Thought you’d find this interesting, if you haven’t already seen it:
http://informationarchitects.jp/web-trend-map-4-final-beta/
It’s a web trend map based on the Tokyo subway system. Just started looking at it, but found Heather on it.
Apologies for the lack of relevance to the flasher–which, I also found interesting as a child, but I wasn’t too worried about it. Classic middle child behavior.
Oh, good heavens. I thought I was a worrier. Hazard guards never even crossed my radar.
Poor Leta.
(Great pictures, though.)
Once upon a time when I was less responsible and just as easily amused, I swiped a blinker and put it in my fridge. I very much enjoyed that it was blinking away with only my groceries to observe it.
Oh, Mick. Just think what MacGyver could have done with that blinker you stole.
Six volt batteries, my friend. I worried about things, but I was also a tinkerer, so I resolved to find out how they worked. You know, in case I ever had to save the day for a road crew whose flasher had gone out.
When I was younger, a friend of mine and I swiped a hazard light. What we didn’t realize was that the lights were themselves light-activated. As in, in the dark, they turned on. Made hiding it in my closet … suboptimal, as subterfuges went. My mother made me return it.