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Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Tanks for the memory
Please don't explode
London, ON, March 2010
I've been surveying the new-to-me neighborhood where I now work, and I've been coming across some rather fascinating things. To wit, there's a petroleum tank farm located not a 10-minute walk from the front door. Although I'm not allowed inside - gee, I wonder why - it's still a fairly cool place to observe from the outside.
In our post-9/11 world, however, I suspect a stranger with a camera wandering around the street just outside the front gate isn't exactly the most welcome kind of visitor. Indeed, I'm rather certain my initial photo shoot has now been immortalized on some grainy black-and-white security video.
When I eventually find my name on the no-fly list, at least I'll know why.
Your turn: If these things didn't have to hold gasoline, diesel and other forms of dead dinosaurs, what would you want them to hold? Feel free to be as creative as you wish.
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The security guys are probably starting to recognize you...or at least your camera!
ReplyDeleteI would like to imagine them full of M&Ms ...especially the peanut butter variety. Wouldn't that be yummy?
All these objects are very interesting for photographing.
ReplyDeleteNice shot!
honestly? Human milk. The only kind we're designed to consume, and dagnabbit, I'm tired of fighting with my body and it's rejection of cow's milk - I want icecream and I don't want it to make me sick! Gimme the milk of my own species, please :D
ReplyDeletea whole bunch of teenagers learning to abseil
ReplyDeletefollowed by world leaders doing the same
Very cool shadows.
ReplyDeleteThis photo reminds me of the scene in Stephen King's "The Stand" when the Trashman character blows up an oil tank and has to run down the stairs. It's an oldie but a creepy goodie.