No, not driving your Woody down to the beach with a couple of sticks on top for a day of catchin' waves. We have instead a car in the surf:
This thread may also function as a Caption This and a Carspotter thread. I saw this at an estate sale over the weekend and, although I didn't purchase the photograph, I decided to snap my own photo of it for posterity's sake. And now it will forever reside on the Internets for all to see, now and into the future.
There was nothing on the front or back to either date or describe the photo so I really know nothing about it. I assume it's a west coast beach since I got it here in Seattle but we've got a lot of coastline out here to work with so it could be anywhere from here to southern California. My first thought was that it was taken in the 1960s and that it's a 1950s car. I thought 'Chrysler' when I first saw it.
So have at it. Throw out some guesses about the boys, the car, the location, the time. Make up a story about who they are and why they're out there. Or blather about anything else car-related.
A curious find from my wife's ancestral photo albums.
The license plates all read "Ohio 1924," so we can date the photo to the warm weather months of that particular year, but we have no idea who took the picture, exactly where in Ohio it was taken, or what the connection is to my wife's family (if there even is one). One of the sailors in the middle car is holding a polo mallet, which gives us some idea of what the game was.
If you can identify the gasoline-burning "polo ponies," or any of the other cars in the picture, or have any better idea of what was going on, leave a comment.
--Cookie the Dog's Owner
You are being watched....
John Reese (Jim Caviezel) is a former CIA assassin living homeless on the streets of New York City, drinking heavily and contemplating suicide after being betrayed by his employer and suffering a devastating personal loss. He meets the mysterious Harold Finch (Michael Emerson), a billionaire software genius living in well-crafted anonymity, who extends Reese an unusual job offer.
I've got a list, a list of people who are about to be involved in very bad situations: murders, kidnappings....Most of them are just ordinary people - like her....I want you to follow her, figure out what's gonna happen, and stop it from happening.
The source of Finch's "list" is The Machine, artificial intelligence software he built for the federal government after 9/11 to data-mine computerized records, e-mails, surveillance video, and telephone conversations ("... watching us with ten thousand eyes, listening with a million ears.") and use that data to predict terrorist attacks and threats to national security.
Finch's creation proved to be very good at its job--too good. The Machine successfully detected future terrorist attacks and threats to national security--and thousands of other future crimes that had nothing to do with terrorism or national security. In order to get it to provide only that information the government wanted, Finch had to instruct The Machine to sort its predictions into "relevant" and "irrelevant" categories, and delete the irrelevant ones--even though not acting on that information allows people to be hurt or killed.
Spurred to action by a loss of his own, Finch programs The Machine to send him the Social Security numbers of people on the irrelevant list. ("...nine digits, that's all we get.") Using his money and Reese's skills, he embarks on a private mission to stop everyday crimes before they happen, to save the world one "irrelevant number" at a time.
Hunted by the authorities, we work in secret. You'll never find us, but, victim or perpetrator, if your number's up, we'll find you.
This is the premise of Person of Interest, a television series which has been on the air for four years, and in December finished filming 13 episodes of its fifth season for broadcast sometime in the spring, what is widely expected to be its final run. "POI," as we fans call it, is simultaneously a case-of-the-week detective show, a fatalistic espionage drama, a noir vigilante comic book--Batman without the bats--a serious work of hard science fiction grounded in cutting-edge computer science, a cautionary tale about surveillance technology, a meditation on good and evil, and above all a tale of broken people seeking redemption--not just the best SF series I've ever seen (sorry, Star Trek!), but the best-written drama I've ever seen, period.
Though it has its fair share of car chases and stunts, POI is not a particularly car-centric show. Nevertheless, I've identified a few subjects of interest (get it?) regarding the automobiles used in the series.
My wife recently came into a collection of old photographic negatives that belonged to her Uncle Bud and Aunt Ora. We began running them through the fancy new photo scanner and image-editing software that Santa brought us, and came across this interesting image.
It's one of a set of pictures Uncle Bud took on a visit to Great Uncle Homer's farm. (That's Homer himself in the picture below.) The license plate dates the roll of film to 1937. The car is obviously much older than that, but I have no idea of the exact year, make, or model. I am not enough of a student of cars of this period to know if the radiator design or the little diamond motifs on the bumper have any identifying significance. I racked up the scanner's resolution as high as our computer could stand, but there are no badges, scripts, or other identifying markings that I could make out. The OEM hood ornament or Moto-Meter has been replaced with an aftermarket Donald Duck figurine--establishing Great Uncle Homer's status as a Disney fan beyond a reasonable doubt, but giving us no help in identifying the car.
So, can anyone out there help us out? If you know what this car is, or might be, leave a comment below.
--Cookie the Dog's Owner