*cool* story, warms your heart.

I want to see everything in it for curiosities sake.

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The blue one. Not a stock photo?

https://www.sandiegouniontribune.com/communities/san-diego/story/2021-02-04/san-diego-man-reunited-with-wallet-lost-in-antarctica-53-years-ago

It could be anybody.

The sled dog seated, waiting, in front of icy water and snow covered mountains, the helicopter in the background, approaching for whatever workaday reason.

There’s something about the simplicity of the composition that is very moving.

Also, it could be a still from John Carpenter’s “The Thing”!

Dismembrance of the Thing’s Past

By Dave Tompkins
The Paris Review, March 4, 2015

The Thing scampers across the Antarctic tundra in a dog suit. A Norwegian helicopter gives chase with bad aim and incendiaries. It’s in humanity’s best interest to kill the dog before it transforms into a “pissed-off cabbage” made of twelve dog tongues lined with thorny dog teeth. (Taking over the world requires imagination, psychedelic detailing, and a little hustle.) The dog, referred to by Thingsplainers as “Running dog-Thing,” is smart; it will go on to perform incredible feats. Like helping oatmeal cowboy Wilford Brimley build a spaceship. Like sticking Kurt Russell inside a fifth of J&B. Like replicating the frailty of the human mind in conditions of paranoia and subzero isolation. All of these, unbearable likenesses. Running dog-Thing has earned its customized bass lurk, composed by Ennio Morricone, which, in fairness to your ears and mine, could be an expensive John Carpenter imitation.

This opening sequence for Carpenter’s The Thing prompted cheers at BAM last month, as part of a retrospective of the horror director’s work. I whooped for my own dread, maybe rooting for the thirteen-year-old version of me who saw The Thing with my dad in 1982, after my parents’ divorce. I relished those early quiet moments at U.S. National Science Institute Outpost 31, before the dog exploded and everyone started side-eyeing each other’s ratty long johns. Before, if you’ll forgive me, things got messy.

Continues...

https://www.theparisreview.org/blog/2015/03/04/dismembrance-of-the-things-past/

but I kinda hoped it was just an amazing photo some photographer caught on assignment in the Antarctic.

Aside: my own 13 year old horror and dread came from viewing the original “The Thing From Another World” with James Arness as the non-morphing monster. The movie barely showed the monster but when it did it scared the hell out of me. Then, in 1982, I went to see John Carpenter’s take, thinking that it would not match up well with the original -- and it scared the hell out me at age 37! It was like a punch in the face. No, like a series of face and stomach punches.

I love both. The early one for its classic “noir” approach to horror; the more recent because of it’s flash and bang -- and its closer adherence to John W. Campbell’s original short story. (Yeah, Carpenter moves the action from the North to the South Pole, but that’s a necessary decision, I think, to justify the amazing opening scene.)

Eom

that some penguins maxed it out at a sushi bar.

Sheltering in place this last year was a piece of cake.

If you’re old enough, you’ve heard it before. Popular in the 1950’s and early 60’s.

In the event of a nuclear attack:

Put your hands behind your head,
Put your head between your legs,
Now kiss your ass goodbye.

Purse was returned to owner also

It was in pretty good shape with some old bills & silver coins. I can't remember if it had ID in it

I came back to me about 7 months later in the mail. I was shocked.
The $20 bill I had in it was still there!