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Coolaroo Roman Sun Shade, Mocha, 6-Foot by 6-Foot
Coolaroo Roman Sun Shade, Mocha, 6-Foot by 6-Foot
Coolaroo Roman Sun Shades combine unique knitted fabric with the classic design of Roman shades. Unique, knitted HDPE fabric in traditional Roman shade styling blocks up to 90-percent of damaging UV rays. Breathable fabric allows air flow, substantially reducing temperatures and saving up to 40-percent on energy costs. The weather resistant fabric and components resist fading, mold, and mildew, ensuring your shades will look great for a long time, no matter the weather they are up against. Light filtering knit reduces glare without darkening a room's interior. These Roman shades provide a fresh, unique, stylish addition to any decor.

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Yes my god, I'm coming
Yes my god, I'm coming
“Wake the fuck up, nigga!” I said, staring straight down into the Italian mob boss lookin ass nigga’s face. Normally, he should’ve been the last on my list, but as you would know from terribly common movies, vengeance hunters take the boss last. However, I decided, this Italian nigga of a boss definitely had to come first. I was not going to leave a trail for him to protect himself from me by capturing the lot of other niggas who worked for him. Edoardo Ferrario was his name and now, he was perfectly well tied up in the basement of some abandoned building. Splashing some water on his face, I barked once more, “Wake the fuck up, nigga!” He stared at me, his fat light skinned face wondering who it is I am. The nigga couldn’t possibly know, of course. I had just been thirteen years old when he encountered me and he had not paid so much attention to my appearance then. Too bad! The little nigga he ignored to kill nine years ago was now coming to bite him in the arse. Boss Ferrario opened his eyes. This fat nigga was a leading underground mob boss. Only few people knew of him, but, his reputation was terribly wide spread. No import/export drug deal came into Southern Europe without his approval. His mob controlled every blasted thing along the Mediterranean Sea and his part of the Atlantic Ocean. This, he ran successfully. His front, of course, was a technology company located in the heart of Milan and a branch in Porto, Portugal. Mostly, he dealt in ugly Macintosh computers; at least, I think Macintosh computers are a tad bit ugly. The nigga looked up at me, his face bleeding. “Who da fuck are you, you sonofabitch?” “Let’s not worry about that for now.” I said. “Here is a glass of water. Drink up; you’ll need it in about three hours.” I put a straw by the glass of water and offered it to him. With a questioning look in his eyes, he drank. I left him after about a minute. It was time to go gather two remaining niggas. Lucky me, I had good informants letting me know they all were in the States. Knowing their boss is currently absent, or, abducted would be rather suitable, they all had to be on their guard. I had easily picked Ferrario up by posing to be a chauffeur in a limousine. Though he got in with three body guards of his, I had easily filled his section of the limo with 2-Bromo-2-chloro-1,1,1-trifluoroethane (C2HBrClF3, Halothane) and they had been out sooner than I anticipated. I stopped off at a street corner where I had parked an old Peugeot 505 which my adopted big sister, Cake and I had partially rebuilt for roughly less than three hundred dollars. Every human deserved a price on his/her life, sadly, even fucking terrorist niggas. I suppose that was the price I was willing to put on these niggas. The next nigga on my list was Franchot Fortescue. He’s a French nigga who worked with Ferrario a while back. I had to get close to Albany to get that nigga. He would most probably be at Saratoga Gaming & Raceway. I dressed for the part. All well in a black suit appearing like a Casino bouncer. It took me roughly twelve minutes to get there. I got in and immediately, I spotted him in his flashy green coloured three-buttoned pinstriped suit. With a heavily dark pair of shades, I approached him. Using my deep voice, I said, “Please come with me, sir.” He inquiringly looked at me but I suppose he figured I was a Casino employee. He followed after me without hesitation. On turning at a corner facing the restrooms, I turned from my left side and clobbered him with the back of my left hand. The weak French looking ass nigga fell asleep immediately. This had been too easy. I looked at my watched and registered 12:45. It was a good day so far. I walked slowly to my car supporting him with my shoulder as I dragged him. He was drooling already. Hard to think this nigga was an incredible shot. I put Fortescue in the car and fed some Halothane to him. He should be out for two more hours. Crossing his name off my list, only one nigga was left. I said to myself partially out loud, “Time for Zamyr Krasniqi to grace me with his presence.” Of course, I had no precise location on that Albanian nigga. But if these two whom I believed to be higher than him in rank had been quite easy for me to capture, he couldn’t possibly be so difficult. I dipped my hand into my pocket and redialled the last number. “Krasniqi, and I want him fast.” Then I hung up. I sat in my 505 and stared back at Fortescue hoping he wouldn’t wake up and begin screaming. I opened up the glove compartment and picked up a pink handkerchief. I dusted it off a bit and then stuck it into his mouth. Picked up some duct tape as well and sealed his mouth. “There’d be no saving you now,” I said to his limply lying unconscious body as if he was remotely capable of hearing me. Just as I replaced the duct tape and closed the glove compartment, my mobile vibrated. I picked it up and there was what I needed: Krasniqi’s location. My lucky day indeed, I thought
Sun shows off San Rafael Swell
Sun shows off San Rafael Swell
0 PHOTOGRAPH PARTICULARS 0 Things were really looking up as we pulled onto the road leading to Goblin Valley State Park. The combination of blue sky and puffy cumulous clouds produced great skies and wonderful shade and light patterns on the landscape. The illuminated San Rafael Swell made irresistible photo ops and these photographs were my favorites of the day. 0 ACTIVITIES DAY ELEVEN OF TWELVE 0 I got up before dawn as usual (anxious to get going on the next day’s adventures), as did Ed. We stepped outside our motel rooms at the Circle “D”, in Escalante, Utah…at about the same time to the same scene. Unbelievable. Snow. Neither of us had heard a hint of a forecast for this, so it was a total and complete surprise. Our plans for day 11 had included a considerable number of interesting dirt road routes in the Escalante area, particularly suited to Ed’s Jeep Wrangler. That was not going to happen. When signs in the area state “Impassable when wet”, they aren’t kidding. Nothing slicker or more apt to clog your wheel wells than “Utah mud”. So we had no choice but to change plans. We filled up the gas tank and had breakfast at the Escalante Subway (same place). The women working there told us that they had already seen the snow plows arriving, and that we shouldn’t worry about crossing the high point on to Torrey on highway 12. Well it snowed heavily on the route and wind was blowing it across the road and starting to drift. Nothing to keep the Jeep from moving on through it, but I was worried that officials might close the road until the temps warmed and the roads were properly plowed. We stopped several places on our drive from Escalante to Torrey, as the snow storms and breaking blue spots in the sky, between storm fronts, made for some spectacular scenery. By the time we reached Hanksville, the weather was looking much better, lots of heavy wind, but out of the snow and for the moment, any rain. We drove on to Goblin Valley State park. I had been here three or four times before and each and every time, the weather and conditions for photographing the “goblins” were poor. So now on this day with such a stormy beginning, Ed and I found lots of sun breaks and the conditions (other than the wind), were excellent for getting some goblin photos. In 2010 I experienced a true hail and then mud storm in the same area when I took my wife and two Flickr friends for a hike up to the Twin Windows Caves in the area. After Goblin Valley along the San Rafael Swell, Ed and I had come very close to closing the large loop we had made on this road trip. When we drove past the Head of Sinbad rock art on I-70, the loop was done, and so were we. It was time to head home. We drove on to Ogden, Utah and got rooms for the night for the last time on this road trip. Then next day (day 12), would bring us one more snow storm to drive through, then it was on to my home in Eastern Washington. 0 3,875 MILE/12 DAY ~ 4 CORNERS ROAD TRIP OVERVIEW 0 At the start of year 2011, I made tentative plans to take a two week solo “road trip” through the Four Corners area (The Colorado Plateau), during the last half of March. Then, if my wife could get the time needed off from her part time job, I also planned a “road trip” vacation to the Southwest, in April with her. When I put the plan together for the March trip, I decided to see if an old friend of mine, Ed (Flickr’s: OldWrangler), might be interested in joining me. I volunteered to take my old four wheel drive pickup truck and split the gasoline expense with him. We would each get an inexpensive motel room on the road to serve as “base camps” to hike, photograph, and explore back roads in the Four Corners area. Not only did Ed accept but he also proposed that we take his brand new 4-door Jeep Wrangler instead of my old pickup truck. That didn’t take any thinking on my part. I LOVE Jeeps and Ed and I have always got along well (decades ago, I worked for him and we had taken a fun road trip together back in 2008, along with my friend John and my youngest son). The deal was sealed. We left my house in Central Washington early Monday morning on the 14th of March. We returned 12 days and 3,875 miles later on Friday evening March 25th. We spent a lot of time drinking Diet Pepsi from the ice chest and keeping the hits of the 60s (and occasionally the 70s), cranked up high on the Jeep’s Sirius satellite radio sound system. Sing along music! “Road trip” tunes. Weather often dictated changes to our proposed route and activities. We stayed flexible, and in the end we visited the large majority of places we had hoped to see, when the road trip began. We had sun and clear skies, snow, dust storms, and high winds at times. Ed’s Jeep had an outside temperature display. We drove in everything from18 degree weather to temperatures in the 70s in New Mexico. Here in outline form are the places we saw, hiked, photographed, and visited during the 12 day road trip: Mon 3.14.11 * Interstate tra

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UpShade - Car or Truck Front Side Window Shade - Large Front Size - 1 Pair
UpShade Large Front measures approximately 22 inches by 26 inches and will fit idealy in front side windows. We recommend your front side window measures wider than 22 inches horizontally but shorter than 24 inches vertically for a proper fit, similar to these vehicles: BMW: X5; Cadillac: Escalade; Chevy: Avalanche, Silverado, Silverado 2500, Suburban, Trailblazer, Uplander; Chrysler: Town and Country; Dodge: Grand Caravan, Ram, Ram 1500, Ram 2500, Ram 3500; Ford: Excursion, Expedition, Explorer, Explorer Sport, F150, F350, Windstar; GMC: 2500, Sierra, Yukon; Honda: Odyssey; Infinity: QX56; Kia: Rondo, Sedona; LandRover: LandRover, LR2, LR3, Range Rover; Lexus: GX 470; Lincoln: Navigator; Mercedes: R350; Mercury: Mountaineer; Nissan: Armada, Titan, Quest; Toyota: Sequoia, Sienna. UpShade is a nylon shade insert that fits securely into your vehicle's side window tracks, eliminating the need for suction cups or stick-ons. UpShade can be inserted INTO the window's track between the window glass and the rubber track and down INTO the door panels. Now you can roll your car window up and down without hassle, and enjoy a breath of fresh air. UpShade has Patents Pending.

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