Among animals, making light (outside their body) seems to be an occupation engaged in only by man.  The photo above is of a thorium mantle incandescing  white hot. Wikipedia has more info.

Atom bomb, anyone?  (about a million mantles and you could make one)

In the Late Fall of 2003 Norm Roulet, at the invitation of Ed Morrison, introduced the REALNEO social media concept using the open source Drupal platform to a crowd at REI in the Peter B Lewis building at Case Western Reserve University in Cleveland Ohio. Until Norm’s introduction of Realneo, the REI forum had been (trying) to use wikis for their internet communication.

I happened to be in that audience, and I logged onto Realneo as user No. 53 - four years and four weeks ago.

After reading one of Henry Senyak's September 2,  2008 post on Tremonter it appears, from the article written by Chuck Hoven, that the Tremont West Development Corporation had paid staff members canvas the Tremont neighborhood and develop a list of structures which the staff members claimed had building code violations..

In the weeks and months that have passed since  Councilman Cimperman’s porch fire on July 28, 2008, there has been no further news of what caused the fire.  Check the internet.   There have been no arrests, and the FBI, the Cleveland Fire Department Arson Squad, and Mr. Cimperman have added nothing new about what caused the blaze.    The impression left from the incomplete investigation is that Mr. Cimperman was most certainly attacked by an arsonist.

Everyone knows I loathe any link to the Dirty Dealer, but this Vinci death seems of consequence .. thanks to lmcshane for the head's up.

Today the Detroit BIG 3 claim that it is the credit markets which have caused their near bankruptcy.

That is a lie. A Big Lie.

Between the 4 dollar gas over the last few quarters, and the crap vehicles that Ford, BM and Hedge Fund Snow make- none of the THREE were selling any of their dogs - including Cerberus. And that was before October credit issues.

The BIG 3 all have terrible Karma.

Here is the Winter Reality for those of us under the superstructure of the reinforced concrete bridge.

Color      brilliant   detail

On hard concrete surfaces  cold InFRASTRUCTURE

Illegal

which we made REAL

in winter 

in Cleevland 

tell me it's rong 

Tremont, other sections of the West Side, Downtown Cleveland, and a large portion of the East side of Cleveland were waterless this morning due to a water main break on Hamilton west of E 40th.

But to see the number of media reporters on the scene, you would have thought there was real important news to collect. 8 TV rigs were there, and one of the cameramen was already talking overtime.

On March 1, 2007 Realneo carried this report about the RTA’s million dollar purchase of a wasted 7 story mill building at 6611 Euclid Avenue. The RTA purchased the building from Cleveland’s DeGeronimo family for a million dollars.

Ed never missed an opportunity to advocate for what he believed.

Here we see Ed at a Meet the Bloggers on February 7, 2008. The Meet the Bloggers discussion, as I recall, was focused on the crazy 50 year City of Cleveland AmpOhio coal fired electricity contract.

But never mind, Ed was educating the crowd about the Whiskey Island Bulk Terminal plans.

There was a connection.

Tonight (it's overcast in NEO so you can't see it) the moon is brighter and closer than it will be for another 8 years .

 And the moon has been up to other unusual activities as you can see in the photo above.  

LilaTovCocktail posts here bringing to our attention that not only the Plain Dirty Dealer, but other of our established news organizations - in this case NPR radio - are cutting back their reporting.

Cargill salt ponds, Bonaire

Let's not forget that what we see here in NEO isn't what most people see - these flamingos have their heads under water pecking for brine shrimp - to keep their feathers pink.

There is a world much sunnier, much bigger than Cleveland out there!

This positive, upbeat viewpoint is dedicated to Frank Giglio who lost his house today.

This morning two of my friends and I bumped into Frank Giglio in front of his home on West 14^th Street, in Tremont (Cleveland), Ohio. Mr. Giglio pulled up along the sidewalk in his car while we were walking by (with Tucker, the dog). Mr. Giglio had a cup of hot coffee balanced in his lap below the steering wheel, and through the open car window I could see the steam rising up out of the half consumed coffee cup as we spoke. I felt kind of bad realizing that any conversation we had was going to result in that second half of the Sunday morning coffee being cold.