With guitar and song I drift; the sun is what I find

Let me show some pictures from going to Seaside Heights as described last week.

	Here's from one of the rides, as Morticon gets into the chair swing while woodlander sits on the bench. We were among the very few people on the ride, and had to move from our initial spots in order to better balance the swing. Strangely, despite the clear skies and warm temperatures things felt under-occupied much of the afternoon.
	woodlander, Morticon, and Nyni wave from the northern end of Seaside Heights; Casino Pier is in the background. My first thought was we should get a picture of everyone with the attractions in the background would be a fine picture, and it probably would, if the sun weren't behind them so as to cast impenetrable shadows over everyone. The shadows looked more impenetrable on my camera's screen, anyway; here they don't seem so bad.
	Nyni, Morticon, and woodlander pose at the northern end of Seaside Heights's boardwalk, but this time with them not hopelessly in shadow. They certainly look better here, although there's not so much attraction in the background. If we'd walked to the southern end then we'd see something.
	Tempted as we were we did not put our heads through this slot, nor did we eat fried cheese balls this day.
	The Floyd Moreland carousel is still in good working order. I worry about it since, as an antique carousel, you just know they're going to sell it off and replace it with an awful-looking fiberglass replica in order to make the amusement experience measurably worse and I do not want to hear any current rumors about its imminent doom.
	I couldn't decide which I wanted more: the air bed, the emergency preparedness kit (complete with meals), or the clam steamer. Another set of redemption prizes was faces for trees, to attach vaguely eye- or mouth-shaped objects to the sides of trees, underneath caps suggesting the trees are fans of one of the local professional sports franchises, or the Mets.

Trivia: Joe Walker's 19 July 1963 X-15 flight was planned to reach an altitude of 315,000 feet. Due to excessive engine thrust, an over-long burn, and a 1 1/2 degree error in bun angle he overshot and reached 347,000 feet. Source: At The Edge Of Space: The X-15 Flight Program, Milton O Thompson.

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