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09/04/2007 01:24:09 AM · #1
Better late than never... and as long as you had fun, thats all that really matters (-;
09/04/2007 01:12:18 AM · #2
Well I finished processing all my fork pics this weekend. It has been a busy month, but I was determined to finish this one. My humble apologies for my sporadic participation - frankly I don't think I could ever commit to 30 days of anything without that caveat. So, better late than never. If you see one you like, feel free to comment. If you see one you don't, feel free to ridicule. :) I'll catch up on comments shortly.

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And I ended up with a nice souvenir!

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Thanks Andrew, and all who made this another fun distraction! :)
08/31/2007 02:51:59 PM · #3
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Day 30!

I honestly didn't think I was going to get through this! Lots of fun, especially seeing what others were able to come up with. I will catch up on commenting and thanks to everyone for their comments!
08/31/2007 02:48:11 PM · #4
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Day 28

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Day 29
08/31/2007 01:08:07 PM · #5
Day 31 (I couldn't resist)

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So here comes the color that missed in the last 30 shots ;-) and also the expression of how glad I am, the month is over...
I enjoyed the past month very much, but I think, 20 days woulda been enough for me - it was a bit of stress sometimes and I'm not too happy with some of the shots.

Thanks again, ' . substr('//www.dpchallenge.com/images/user_icon/21.gif', strrpos('//www.dpchallenge.com/images/user_icon/21.gif', '/') + 1) . ' littlegett for starting this!

Bonus Track

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08/31/2007 02:50:11 AM · #6
Originally posted by justamistere:

I guess 30 days is not quite the entire month of August.

Don't forget to check this thread again this evening...
08/30/2007 11:27:56 PM · #7
I'll chime in here to say that I too learned much from this 30 days of forks. Not the least in the learning department, was to stick to one object and really explore it. I'm ready to do this again. Um, maybe not with a fork!

In any event, here is my last from the 30 days, my forks are bowing to
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Blue Forks Bow
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08/30/2007 11:06:01 PM · #8
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08/30/2007 10:55:32 PM · #9
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08/30/2007 02:42:57 PM · #10
It ain't over till midnight tonight at the dpchallenge.com time zone.
I guess 30 days is not quite the entire month of August.

It's been challenging. I'm totally thankful to all the commenters.
I've learned a great deal. Yeah, from a Fork!

I may say in the future that a fork helped me learn Photography. I may be too embarassed to get into details about how that happened. Yes they, the forks, forced me to learn .

I learned how to use my MultiMax trancievers and to remotely release my shutter with my Sekonic light meter. It helped me learn the amoumt of detail it takes to swap a green background in PS and some tricks to speed up the process. I learned, each day I shot a fork, just how long my workflow takes, and where to speed things up.

That could be a book title,
"Photography with Forks - 30 days to better fork'n photos".

Message edited by author 2007-08-30 14:56:32.
08/30/2007 12:57:28 PM · #11
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Hello everyone, my name is fingers; Freddie’s fingers to be exact, but you can call me Frank. I just recently came into possession of this guy over here, the ‘FORK OF DESTINY’ or Fod for short. I figured I better tell the story of how Fod came into my possession before some other wise guy comes along to take credit. But, before we get to far into the story, let me tell you a little bit about myself.
As I said before, I am Freddie’s Fingers, ‘Fast Fingers Freddie’ to be more exact. He is a wise guy for Mario Marco Marizonia ‘Triple M Godfather’. They do what any mafia does, they run the neighborhood, extort money, and break legs. Freddie was a lifter, so that made me a lifter… one who picks pockets. Best lifter in the business if I do say so myself. One such lift collected us a map… being into hidden treasures as Freddie is, we were on the hunt. No idea what treasure lay before us, but there was a map and a big red X that marked the spot. We hopped onto Freddie’s custom Harley and started out in seek of glory and riches.

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This is going to be a pretty long ride, so I will tell you a little history on Fod. Fod is rumored to be crafted from a forge of the gods. Ancient gods of war had left their secrets of metal on earth after a great battle and man found those secrets. Fod is said to be the first and only fork crafted from an unknown metal that was left in the forge. Me personally I think Fod was made in china; but I like the godly version better.

Being crafted from godly material seemed to make this a very desirable fork. It has exchanged hands between kings and rules for centuries. One of these kinds you all know as Author. There are rumors of a sword in a stone, a lady of the lake… but really, if you look closely at all those paintings of Author you will see the outline of Fod in his pocket. There is also a rumor that Fod was the only fork on the table during the last supper.

Anyway, fast forward, the most recent story of Fod is that he was crafted from a broken prong off of Satan’s Trident. Fod has been known to give the wielder tremendous power over destiny; the ability to re-create destiny as they see fit. Many lives have been lost over the ownership of this fork, but I see we are almost at the desert so I will tell you more tomorrow.

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Well, the desert was a bust; we ended up at some old chicken farm. The farm had old petrified chickens at it; looked just like one of the sets from Rob Zombies ‘The Devils Rejects’ so it was half cool, and ended us back on the road with another piece of the map.

In the mid 1500’s it had been reported the Devil had possession of Fod. Hattori ‘Devil’ Hanzo, aka Masashige; Hanzo fought his first battle at the age of 16. Hanzo a well known samurai was also one of the first Ninja Leaders. Hanzo commanded a 200 man unit, and his history (how they tell it) has become legendary.

What I heard was that while swimming in a pond near Osaka, Hanzo jumped off the bank and landed flat in the water coming up with a fork stuck right in his bum. Call it fate, call it destiny but he kept that fork and it brought him luck. When he went into his first battle, he had the fork tied to the tassel of his sword. Many men laughed at him and made fun of him saying he was going to dinner and not battle. Several of those who jestered him died that day, and those who didn’t never made fun of Hanzo again. Just like his sword the fork never left his side. One of the more famous deeds of Devil Hanzo was his excape with 200 men through the Iga province. Those who choose a different route died. When Hanzo passed in 1596 his sword and fork went to his son Masanari who promptly lost both of them… but that’s for tomorrow.

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Well we were riding along for a few hours before making camp at Big Bear Lake. Old Freddie had a feelin the next piece of the map was gonna be found around here. So we camped out for the night and found out why its called ‘Big Bear’… lets just say, we didn’t sleep much. Freddie rented us a paddle boat, which I enjoy cause I don’t’ have to do any work. But anyway, let’s get back to Fod, while we peddle around out here.

So, like I was sayin, the Devil Hanzo passed, and his eldest sun Masanari inherited his father’s sword and fork. Masanari had a simple job; he was Captain of the Guard to Edo Castle. However, like the old sayin goes, ‘Power Corrupts and Absolute Power Corrupts Absolutely’. Masanari started messin with people he shouldn’t have been, and got himself perished because of it. Devil Hanzo’s sword and fork was left in a pile of ash to be forgotten; Masanari had dishonored his name.

Well Freddie spied something shinny down in the water, so its time for us to get wet… I will tell ya more as soon as we dry off.

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I had a nice swim and we brought up a great treasure from the depths of the lake; a bottle of Scarecrow, from the Wychwood brewery in England. A really odd and old bottle of beer, needless to say Freddie cracked it open and enjoyed a nice cold one. He wasn’t feeling all to well after that, but he swears up and down it was still good. As we lay here floating in the lake still, Freddie asleep baking in the sun, I will tell you a bit more history I found out.

It is unknown exactly who created the first circle, the symbolism of having no beginning or end, representing infinity, eternity, wholeness and femininity. I once heard a story many years ago, centuries even. About a young unnamed boy who started drawing in the sand. This boy was drawing the people he saw around him; although a bit crudely straight lines for bodies and limbs and great big circles for heads. Someone noticed what he was drawing after he had several people completed; this person saw the great big heads and looked up at the sun. Kneeling down in front of the boy the man started bowing deeply.

In the years that followed; monuments had been built, and kingdoms created all in the name of this child. Symbols of the circle had been depicted everywhere, in all art forms and language. The child grew to an old age before he passed, and his kingdom began to be forgotten. Even though the kingdom grew faint in the minds of the people, the symbolisms of the circle did not. The affects of this kingdom have been felt ever since on the earth and beyond. Circular beliefs can be found in Stonehenge, Ouroboros, the Wheel of Life, a halo around the head of a saint, etc. In a very real way, it can be said that circles rule the world. For example: wheels, gears, computer hard drives, CDs. So many things use the basic simple circle. To think, it all started with a young boy drawing people in the sand; using a strange cold hard stick, with little points like long silver teeth.

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Freddie and I are currently sitting in a hospital bed; remember lying in the boat for two days? Well Freddie and I have second degree burns, so we will be sitting the next couple days out from our treasure quest. However, I will tell you more about Fod.

Remember back a couple days ago I told you the theory of Fod being crafted from Satan’s trident? Well, back in the early 1900’s, there was this fanatical group, they spent years tracking down Fod to end its cursed ways. This party killed millions of people in their search. They believed this whole nation of people where ‘protectors’ of Fod. That they where hiding Fod, and that those people were consumed by the evil of Fod. This party justified their reasons to themselves, although the outside world would see it differently. The truth of what really happened and why, remains a mystery to this day, except by a very small number of people. What the world had saw, they allowed the world to believe. If more people knew about Fod, it could become even more dangerous.

When Fod was finally tracked down, an ocean away from where they killed all those people, this party had to end the evil. Believing they could bind the powers of the fork, they wrapped the tines and handle in silken cord. Then began a 30 day and 30 night ritual; when it was all over, the party had been disbanded, the leader killed, possibly suicide, and Fod… disappeared. People had be tried for what the world believed happened, a world war had began and ended.

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Back on the road we are, not sure where we are headed this time, but we are riding somewhere. Still a bit tender from the burns, but we have some nice cream that cools things off for us. There was this really foxy nurse who applied our first dosage of cream… however Freddie didn’t want to stay even though I protested. She had a really fine touch on my palm. Anyway, it got me thinking about something I was told as a week hand…

“No matter how ‘invincible’ something may seem, time wears all.”

Fod is no different, even though made from a godly material, and surviving thousands of years, Fod still shows wear of time; bits and pieces being scratched and chipped. Fod is no stranger to the ravages and wears of time. It may have taken a bit longer for him to show it, but he shows it all the same. Reminds me of this poem Freddie wrote in high school about death.

‘Death is but a sweet victory over life.

This thing we call life is not complete without its death,
for thou shall die in a given time.

Nothing is infinite for all things die.

They may live for thousands of years,
but then they will die.

For death is the final answer to all the questions of the universe.

For sooner or later,


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Here we are, stuck in the desert. Near a Mojave park or something, I’m not quite sure really. All I really know is that it’s hot, and I am sweaty, and could really use a shower. Freddie seems confident though that we are on the right track and has been a madman riding us around. Every once in a while I hear him whispering to himself, ‘glory and riches, glory and riches’ over and over again.

As I am here riding through the desert, I remember about the Pony Express. That was that mail system set up to connect communications between the east and west. But, between me you and the breeze, they really wanted that million dollar government contract. When the bottom fell out of the contract, it was amazing how quickly the telegraph came to be and the end of the Pony Express was.

I do not have any confirmed information of Fod being directly involved; however, I do recall a story about Broncho Charlie. He rode in the Pony Express for five months before they closed down. He also happy to be the youngest rider, those close to him always said he used the same eating utensils for every meal. He never allowed anyone else to watch them or even hold them. Sadly, on his last ride before the express closed down he lost them. 70 years later at the ripe old age of 81, he retraced his route in a six month long ride. Rumor has it; he was looking for those utensils to give to his grandkids for luck. To me, it is just bazaar to do a ‘memory ride’ that lasted longer than your whole career did. Has to be another motive, and I believe he may have had Fod, and tried one last time to find him before he passed.

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There is a truck stop near Barstow, I didn’t catch the name, but you can smell it for miles. Never EVER Stop there, not even if your life depends on it. I had to get a tetanus shot just from washing up there. Nasty, Nasty place, let me tell you. Anyway, Freddie met up with some wise guy out here. They stopped, had a few cold ones and told some stories. Freddie, not one to keep his mouth shut to often; told this guy about the map… so now we have a traveling companion. Personally I don’t like the looks of the guy. So, now we are off to some fossil park somewhere… I didn’t quite catch where it was, but sounded like it will take us a while. Which got me rememberin another story about Fod.

A few years ago in a desolate area about two-hundred and twenty-four km miles northeast of Addis Ababa; a group of archeologists where digging. They had spent the last several years with nothing to show for their efforts. The project was going to be canned in that area soon. Dr Berhane Asfaw was spending one last day digging when he made an interesting discovery. He found a metal fork. Picking up the fork and cleaning it off, he cursed who put it there to trick him. He was upset, tired, and frustrated. The Dr. shoved the fork into his back pocket, stood up to look at the sky and stretch to take a breather. Shaking his head he turned away, defeated, he started to turn away with thoughts of a new dig site entering his head.

However, the Dr. paused in his tracks, spun around on his heels and looked at where he removed the fork. Something seemed out of place. So he dropped to his knees and pulled out his brushes. An hour later he had unburied the skeleton of a finger. He continued working steadily for several days. With this new discovery they did not have to move sites. When all was said and done, the scientist called the remains ‘Idaltu’ which meant elder. These remains were found to be the world’s oldest human remains; convincing the Dr. Ethiopia was the Garden of Eden.

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Well, we are still riding around, really boring day, nothing exciting happening or going on. Just me Freddie and this rotten smelling foul mouthed son of a so and so; on the open road. However, I did find out we are on our way to Haltom Tx. To a little fossil park. But, one thing I have to do is apologies. I have to apologies to all the readers out there, because I am leading you to believe that Fod is some kind of magical fork. That he was present all of the most important turning points of history. That Fod is the reason for so many different discoveries and inventions.

Fod had spent several years attached to a young mans rifle. An S.905 Springfield Trapdoor I believe, but I could be wrong, 1870 something. Anyway, this young guy Geo Ligowsky, for some odd reason liked to use the fork as his sites. He always stated it was more accurate for him. And it was. But, his name wasn’t Tomas Edison, or Alexander Gram Bell, or even Little Bighorn. So many fantastic things happened in that decade, and Fod was simply used as s rifle sight. However in 1880, this young man patented a device to throw clay pigeons. Not sure if that qualifies as world changing, but its something.

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I woke up today feeling a bit under the weather. I was going to let Fod tell you a story about what happened to him. However he is always on the Forking phone anymore. So, as I drift off into medicated slumber, I am sad to report, there is no chapter today. )-;

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Afternoon everyone, it seems our traveling friend slipped us a mickey yesterday. I knew I didn’t like him, and boy am I feeling it today. We woke up and the map and Freddies wallet was missing. Guess it is a good thing Freddie didn’t trust him either. So there wasn’t nuffin in Freddies wallet except some… borrowed… credit cards and a picture of some family that came with the wallet. As for the map, well our fine friend there has his hands on an authentic wait line guide for the Wicked Western Water-Slide only found at Woolies- Island- Amusements. The most popular ride on the east coast; we were there last year on some… umm… business and I wondered why Freddie wanted the map, and I guess it’s the old boy scout motto, ‘Always Be Prepared’. Just never know what curves life is gonna throw a guy. Anyways, let me continue a bit with the story.

There was once a cave-dwelling oracle named Mwari; who is the voice of a monotheistic animist belief system which entails ancestor worship, and spiritual proxy and intercession. In other words, Mwari was the voice of an unknowable supreme being. This oracle served as the intercessionary between spirits, gods and people. People say it was this oracle who received the go-ahead to being the First Chimurenga in 1896. This African insurrection against the British Colonial rule was the first of many for the independence of Africa.

Rumor has it in Zimbabwe the Mwari used a fork to help channel the spirits and gods. It is rumored that when ever visiting the Mwari’s cave one was not allowed to stare at the Mwari, but only look at him through reflective surfaces. Most people did not own anything reflective, and only a brave few ever visited the oracle. All of the descriptions came back different when they tried to tell everyone about what the oracle looked like. However there was one constant between all of the people, the shinny fork held in the hands of the Mwari. Most people believed the story of the fork to be a joke. Some elaborate ruse told to the ones who visited the oracle to confuse the true nature of their intercession. But I guess no one really knows, the oracle has been lost for many years, and delusions have filled the minds of all who have visited. Fods not confirming or denying anything either. So I guess we all have to make our own minds up.

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We are still on the road, headed for Haltom, Tx. We took a short detour last night that ended us up in the middle of cattle country. It was interesting at first… but than quickly lost its appeal when they started charging. You would be surprised at how fast those things can move, and when in a group like that, down right evil. Those guys that do the running of the bulls each year have my respect. That is some scary stuff.

Design, life and everything in it can be described in lines, angles, points and circles. Even in present day traditional drawing classes we are taught to use these shapes as outlines to our drawings. They help us have perspective and distance. It is said the Egyptians are the first to use a set of rules when designing. It is un certain what allowed the Egyptians to be so far ahead of their time, but for their knowledge to be lost as well.

The Original library of Alexandra in Atlantis is rumored to have complete knowledge of the ages to include theories and practices that are a mystery to use today. Some say that Fod helped demonstrate these basic design rules, that the shape of Fod inspired creativity and understanding of surroundings. That Fod helped create a knowledge unsurpassed by anything. Not omnipotent or anything, just vast. It is said, that Fod was stolen from the Alantians by a jealous demi-god. When Fod was stolen, the Alantians feared for their own survival and created an earthquake that swallowed the city whole.

This demi-god spent many years creating a vast civilization. Fod allow knowledge to be filled rulers mind for the start. At the height of his reign Fod repaid the demi-god in kind for his jealous theft and took back all of the knowledge he gave and in turn the mighty civilization crumbled. But, this is all a rumor you know, none of it has been authenticated. But, it is also said that the demi-god, RA, fled back into the stars for eternity.

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We arrived at Haltom, Tx. and had a good time. It was a nice mini-vacation considering Little Fossil Park is a 10.0 acre neighborhood park with a multi-use shelter, lighted softball field, concession stand, restrooms, basketball courts, new playground equipment, sand volleyball court, and picnic areas. Here I was hopping to get my digits on a couple nice dinosaur bones. I would really like to have a ring made from the fang of a valasa raptor.

In 1850 when California became a state, Fod was nowhere to be found. May perhaps Fod had nothing to do with the Gold rush and 49ers, and the development of San Francisco from a tent village to the metropolis it is today… Maybe, but most likely he had a tine in it somewhere.

The general idea of what happened was told in great detail by James Marshall. He was in position of Fod just two years prior to California’s statehood. All James had to his name at the time was this fancy eating fork and the shirt on his back. He soon struck a deal to become foreman for a lumber mill owned by John Sutter. For payment, James would take a percentage of the lumber. At the beginning of the year 1848, James was checking on the mill and found gold. Sutter wanted to keep the discovery silent, he felt it would ruin his business, however three months later a newspaper publisher road through the streets shouting “Gold! Gold! Gold from the American River!” The publisher became a merchant by the name of Samuel Brannan.

James Marshall wasn’t a greedy man, but something happened that no one will talk about. The prospectors drove Marshall off his own land, and he never prospered from his own discovery. During the gold rush, sometime in 1849 between the American and Feather river in the Sierra Nevada goldfields Fod was lost. Marshall’s horse took a start from a snake and bucked knocking Marshall to the earth. He never found Fod, but he never really looked either; Marshall just thought it was a fancy eating fork.

Some say Fod was found years later in a Joshua tree, but that story is for another time.

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What a strange adventure me and Freddie are having, and for some odd reason I get the feeling we are on the downward slope. Half-way point you might say. We left Texas early last night on our way to Colorado. There is reason to believe another clue to the treasure is located at Bishop Castle. I heard about this castle before, this one man against political, financial and physical odds, has been constructing a castle in the middle of the woods. Stone by stone he has been building this thing for years. He is funded by private donations and works on the castle nearly every day. The castle is open to the general public, and there is a donation box available. //www.moosh.net/mark/castle/ see pictures here.

Fod on the other hand when we last left him; he was lost somewhere in California. Not to leave you hanging too much, he was seen leaving the state in the pocket of a track layer sometime in 1866. Just after the Central pacific test nitroglycerin to tunnel through the Sierra Nevada granite. The fork stayed in possession of this track layer for a few years. Fod was even present to witness the gold spike miss at Promontory Summit, Utah. The guy from Central Pacific railroad was to pound the final gold spike into a pre-drilled hole, he missed. But that really didn’t matter, the telegraphs were sent and the transcontinental railroad was complete. Now considering this was completed the same year as the Suez Canal, we would be left to understand maybe Fod didn’t inspire all events…. But hey, we never know.

It is a small world we live in. The track layer originally went to California for the gold rush. However, he found work on the railroad. He was an Asian immigrant who had come to America to find glory and riches. His name was Takayoshi Hineno, direct blood descendent of the Devil Hanzo. This makes me wonder, if there is an owner of Fod somewhere. Even though Takayoshi played no powerful role in the transcontinental railroad; only that of an Asian track tracklayer. I wonder, if there are more connections between those whom come into possession of Fod. I will have to look deeper into this later.

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I can not believe this place, Bishop Castle is just AWESOME!! And, well just to prove we were there I took a couple pictures. The first image is of Freddie trying to look all soft and innocent. Gazing out the window like some kind of FREAK if you ask me. The second image is how it looks from my perspective.

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So, it was a whole mess of fun, and we found a new piece of the puzzle. You will never believe where we are headed this time…Yeah, that’s right back to the high desert in California. Shezz this is one loony adventure.

Fod on the other hand, didn’t always have it so good. You see, one of the stories of Fod was shortly after he was made, that the village was destroyed. Invaded by Huns of all people, only it was a few thousand years before the Huns were known to be in existence and also the wrong continent. But, if you ask me, when it comes to Fod, I don’t discount anything. It is said, that the blacksmith who created Fod was so protective of his creation, as to let no one else possess the fork that he cut a whole in his own leg and shoved the fork inside.

This Blacksmith was known as Chalimtus, unknown son of Hephaestus. Chalimtus was the only human who could forge Fod, you see, Hephaestus was the greek god of Metalworking and Fire. I guess being the son of a god has its perks… but like I was saying the Huns invaded this village, and Chalimtus hid Fod in his own leg. The village was ransacked, looted, and burned to the ground. What ever the Huns were looking for, it didn’t seem as though they found it. After the fires died down, the animals arrived scavenging for food. Years later, it is said, Fod was found near a broken femur of a Human.

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Rolling, rolling, rolling down the highways. Gonna be a long trip back I have a feeling. I think Freddie wants to go the long way anyway. Think I heard him say something about the State Fair in Pueblo, or something. Anyway, all I know is it will take us a couple days.

An old magician once told me, ‘It’s not about what you don’t see, that’s just technique. What it’s really about is what you do see and your acceptance of it.’ It really struck a cord in me, and made me think… With today’s technology, there is no way to tell what is true and what is not. Well, least not if a good artist created it. Take the past stories of Fod for instance. I mean come on, it all sounds pretty fantastical to me. And why is it a Fork and not a Spoon or a Dagger or something. We don’t know the answers, and granted even though we ‘want’ to know do we really? If we knew the answers, the mystery and magic of the stories is lost.

All of the things Fod has been through, it is possible, or are they just fantasy stories to tell around the camp fire? I think Fod is the semblance, the physical manifestation of the last bit of remaining magic. As such, it is up to us to tell the stories, to keep magic alive for the next generation. Or, it’s just a fork made in China. But really who knows?

Fod was in the possession of a magician for a short time. Master Illusionist David Copperfield, he had it all, but, remember what I said about power? It wasn’t enough for David, he wanted more. Late one night, David signed a Faustian contract; he wanted more power, more power to fool people to be ‘above’ people. Needless to say, Fod doesn’t care for this type of corruption and disappeared. David soon after lost his fame and started performing slight of hand for birthday parties. No one knows exactly what was in the contract, but it was led to believe it had to do something with Fod. Holding possession of such an item or forever be a kiddy show hack is quite possibly the just of it. Believe in the magic, but don’t let it consume you I guess is the moral here.

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Freddie wanted to stop in the city that never sleeps, and well, what happens here stays here so let’s just say we will be leaving sometime tomorrow…

Fod, in the beginning of the 20th century was in a little place in North Carolina. He had been found by one of two brothers who were inventors of sorts. These brothers spent three short years creating an invention that would change the way mankind would think about travel.

Lying dirty on the side of a small road, Fod waited for the Wright person to come along. It was a young man and his brother; the older of the two having a heart disorder needed to take a short break. While sitting on the ground catching his breath, he noticed something glimmer a little ways away from him. Slowly he rolled over onto his hands and knees and crawled, never taking his eyes off the glimmer. As he reached the object it looked like a coin, but when he went to pick it up, it was not a coin, but a handle. A handle to a fork; the younger brother now seeing something grabbed for it but missed. ‘Hey, whats ya got there?’ the younger asks, ‘Looks like an old fork’ the older brother replied.

Cleaning the fork off with some spittle and his though, he marveled at the shape of the fork, and could have sworn the fork slightly vibrated in his hand. He felt there was something special about the fork, and so he took it everywhere he went. Every, time you saw him, he would have that fork in his pocket, and at times you could have even caught him holding the fork between both hands rubbing the handle with his thumb. The brothers continued their projects for the next three years.

On Thursday December 17 of 1903, the older brother, with fork in hand, traveled 852 feet in 59 seconds. This was the forth time that day, and the first day ever that man had sustained and controlled flight in the worlds first power-driven heavier-than-air machine. Wilbur and Orville Wright when down in history that day at Kitty Hawk; Fod was lost and forgotten by the brothers.

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So we left Vegas, and well, yeah what happens there stays there. Let’s just say we are both very happy. Strangely enough, we ran into some old chums; they are traveling with us back to Cali and the beaches. They don’t know about the map, but they are more than enough trusted. Anyway, back to Fod.

There was a young girl who found Fod lying by a river. She picked up Fod and sensed something special something magical about this fork. Her eyes turned to greed as she started devising plans on how to manipulate the power of the fork. She had closed herself off from the rest of the world; days to weeks, weeks to months and months to years. She had created the perfect plan to use this power to help her rise.

The plan fell into action, and everything worked exactly as she had aligned. She had calculated every minute detail from initiation to completion. The timing was the most critical aspect of her plan, controlling the order and success or failure. She planed for everything and formed contingencies that could fall into place like they were first nature. Her plan would take exactly six months, four days, nineteen hours, and twenty three seconds to complete. Exactly forty seven people would be lost; a small price to pay for the greater good.

Sometime during the fifth month, this young girl had a vision. She saw the future of the world; something she didn’t plan for. I mean how could you plan to see the future? What she saw turned her stomach; she absolutely knew it was because of what she was doing. She ran over the contingencies, she worked through her plan over and over again. Nothing added up, her plan was fool proof, but yet, she saw something… something so putrid, so devastating that she knew what she had to do. She placed the fork into a box she would protect for all eternity. Rumors spread of the devastating power that would be unleashed if the box was ever open. She became constantly hunted for the power, but her duty was to protect us all, from that power being unleashed.

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Here we are back in the high desert of southern California, the other wise-guys went their own way and me and Freddie went to go find the other piece of the map. We ended up near Silverwood Lake this time, and down by an end of it called Cleghorn. There we made camp for the night and started fresh in the morning digging for the map. We found it shortly before the Parks Ranger came by to ask what we were doin. Freddie, thinking fast on his feet, said he was making a fire pit and stuff. Well the ranger said that fire pits were not allowed during the summer months and we have to use the grill provided.
This next piece of the map is real exciting though, I can just fill it in me bones we are getting close. We are going to enjoy the lake for one more night, than tomorrow we are going out to an old ghost town, Ransburg.

It is funny how Fod gets around. In 1508, before the Devil Hanzo had possession of Fod, Fod was trying to find religion. In a round about way one might say. There are a lot of people who desire a clean slate. It seems people look for a way to start over with out the errors of the past, and with both feet on level ground. However, for a young man, a blank slate just meant a world of possibilities for him to paint. When he found Fod, he marveled at how this cold hard metal felt in his hand. He found Fod incredibly light, and easy to move, as if it was part of him.

This young man wrapped the end of fod with horse-hair and uses it as a brush. He had used fod for many years creating some of the most provocative, controversial and famous pieces of art. This young man loved his brush, and he painted everything with the single brush. The level of control this brush gave him was unsurpassed by anything he had ever used before. The work left behind is a testament of that skill and agility. Shortly after Michelangelo finished the Sistine Chapel, Fod was stolen, and there had been no sightings again until Hanzo. However, some say Michelangelo destroyed the brush, but could not bear to so he hid his brush so no one else could match his talent.

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The days run long and the nights run short, the spirit of the old mining town lays dormant inside the old buildings waiting for some poor soul to awake them again. The Town of Ransburg lays in as much activity as it does inactive. There are several classically left buildings and some lay in ruins from abandonment. We had to Travel up an old dirt road and take an old mining shaft to find the new map piece. The eerily spooky air filled Freddies lungs with dust from old, and gold. We have been walking through this midnight land for a while now, with no signs of life other than our own. Freddie is whispering to himself ‘Glory and Riches’ again, so I know he is a bit taken within our current tomb-like environment. But enough about us.

You know not all activity that reacts to the power of Fod lay within the human soul. There were rumors that Fod had spent several years in the brambles of an old tree; as part of a home to a gigantic bird; a Teratornis to be more exact, which translates to “monster bird". This bird is thought of to be a type of early condor. Living almost two million years ago, this monster bird had a wingspan of nearly twenty feet and more. Also being a meat eater, this bird was a force to be left alone. The rumors state that this bird never gave had offspring, but protected this strange sleek object just as if it was alive. She even tried feeding the fork every once in a while. When she was out hunting, other predators would sneak into the next and steal the food. When she returned, she believed the fork at the food, and would leave more. This bird lived way beyond its years, and survived through many dangers of the world during that period. However, all good lives come to an end, the fork and disappeared from the nest one night while hunting, and shortly after this monster bird became extinct.

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I have never really thought about it, but, I was asked this question; ‘How does Fod do everything he does and be everywhere he is?’ Its funny I suppose, I just accepted it as the way it was. What it is, but I suppose when it really comes down to it; the magic the power the desire hidden deep within the fork waiting to explode out really isn’t there at all.

Twisting time, space, being the muse for massive world change, Fod is something special. Fod is the embodiment of the energy around us, and the change that happens regardless. A personification of all that there is floating through the air waiting for the right moment and circumstance to change the way things are perceived. I suppose, the answer to the question is simple.

There is no Fork…

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We are still lost in this mine; glad Freddie had the common sense to have some powerbars in his bag. He is positive we are close to the next piece of the map. He knows the past two days down here are going to be well worth it. He knows that we will get out of here safe and sound, and I know I just heard the creaking of the shaft as the earth adjusts itself getting ready to swallow us whole.

I bet no one here noticed that Fod was an extra in the Wizard of Oz. That’s right; Ray Bolger the actor who played ‘Hunk’ the scarecrow had this crazy fork with him on set. It was supposed to be an ‘easter egg’ type of thing, one of those things the actors or set workers drop into movies for fans to find. If you look closely you can see the fork sticking out of his back pocket.

‘The Wizard of Oz’ was not the only movie to have had these special appearances; Fod had been an extra in many great scenes. Movies such as ‘The Godfather’, ‘The Shawshank Redemption’, ‘Pulp Fiction’, ‘Casablanca’, ‘Once Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest’, ‘Dr. Strangelove’, ‘Psycho’, ‘Monty Python and the Holy Grail’, and Raging Bull’ just to name a few. Fod was passed around quite a lot in Hollywood. Not many world changing events have happened, and where the magic happens is where Fod likes to spend a lot of his time. Nothing to dramatic, but it’s a living.

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You are so going to laugh… We found the next piece of the map and what do you know, but it was right next to doors that lead outside. It was not a ‘lost in the woods’ time of entrance either; it was a ‘Welcome to the Ransburg Historic Mines’ entrance. How foolish is that, anyway we got the map and guess what, lead us back exactly where we came from. Only this time we had directions and didn’t take two and half days, but only a couple hours. We found another piece of the map and now we are headed to Huntington Beach.

I was looking at Fod the other day and I noticed something; the design on his handle. When glancing at it and not paying real close attention it looks like a sea shell or something. Nothing to dramatic, however; looking at it again it looks to me as a ‘Mushroom Cloud’. A mushroom cloud that is produced by an atom bomb… like the one dropped on Hiroshima. No, Fod was not part of that directly, far as I know he was in Jersey at the time.

Anyway, to me, what or how a mushroom cloud works is that as the heat, debris, and other stuff explodes it goes up obviously; heat rises. As it cools it moves outward and back downward. However, the heat ‘stem’ still traveling upward, causes a type of suction that brings the down flowing ‘stuff’ back into the stem and heats it up again. Same principles as the ‘convection’ of the magma underneath the earths crust. This convection is the cause of the separation of Pangaea. The convection pulled the crusts apart to form the continents we know today. As any geologist can tell you the plates are still moving, and it is under certain beliefs that a ‘New Pangaea’ will form; when the plates recombine on the other side. When this occurs it is the true ending of the world. Even thought the mushroom cloud is associated with destruction, massive explosions, atomic bombs… to me, it seems more like the symbol of life. Kind of like a version of the ‘circle of life’; whereas all things are fed through and reused. So I wonder, what is Fod exactly?

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It’s cloudy today in Huntington, around 69 degrees, not all that great of day, but not all half bad just the same. There are a few people milling around the beach, a couple die hard surfers waiting for a wave to break and Freddie and I walking the pier. We were gonna stop and have some lunch but Freddie spied the eye… those telescope things so he looked around for a min and found the next map piece. We had to rush down to the beach and into the water to get it. Some strange reason it was on some guy’s boogie board. He didn’t want Freddie to take his board so he put up a bit of a fight, but when it all ended, me and Freddie… we are headed to the Capital Records Building.

There is a story about Fod and the Bertram Mills’ Circus in London. It is said a performer by the name of ‘Barbette the Enigma’ preformed the most incredible balancing acts while practically nude. A Famous trapeze artist this performer was and said to have preformed at various theatres across Britain. Yet, this was not what made this performer so famous; ‘He’ was a female impersonator and very successful at it. He had fooled many of his audiences.

Talk about one amazing balancing act. I am kind of glad I wasn’t there to see it myself. However, I am told Fod made quite the lovely hairpiece.

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The Capital Records building is just so unbelievable, and thanks to ‘Art Mooney’ we have another piece of the map. Tomorrow we will be making the hike up to the Hollywood sign to find the next piece of this crazy, crazy map. Other than that, things have been going so’k. I think this will soon be over and we can get back to our normal wise-guy ways of pick’n pockets and stuff.

The light at the end of the tunnel is said to be the light of an oncoming train. I have always enjoyed that saying for some morbid reason. Just one of those things I suppose, one of those things that balance the light and the dark and the gray area between the two. I am not saying Fod glows in the dark or anything, tell the truth, I still wonder about the light in the ice chest, if it goes out when you close the door. I think what I’m getting at here, is that light can not be created out of thin air. There has to be a source. Darkness is the absence of light and can not be created in thin air.

What I am getting at here, is that no matter how dark and beak a persons outlook is, no matter how evil their demeanor is… if there is not that one little spark to bring them back; it won’t ever be there. Fod’s shiny surface, even at the most narrow of angles reflects light, it changes the direction of light and allows for it to bend and ‘alter’. I once heard a story of a man who was trapped inside of a cave. It was not an ordinary cave, there were no walls he could find; when he walked he just kept walking for days, weeks, months… never came to a wall. It was dark; the blackest of veils over his eyes for there was a complete absence of light. No one knows how long he was in that cave for, or how he survived. But, what they do say is what saved him was a fork. As he was walking, he stepped on it and it drew blood. Frustrated, tired, and angry he threw the fork through the air as hard as he could. As he waited to hear the clang of the fork to the ground, he stared off into darkness; than it glimmered. Just for the briefest of seconds. He wasn’t even sure he saw it. He ran towards where he saw it; franticly waving his arms above his head through out the air he found it.

A small single beam of light; following the light by keeping it on his hand, he found a way out. He never found the fork again, nor did he ever look for it, but he thanked its mercy for showing him the way. With out the light reflecting off of the fork, he would never have seen it and would have died in that cave.

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The Hollywood sign isn’t at all very glamorous when you get up right next to it ya know. But, lucky for us, the map was printed in graffiti on the O, so Freddie copied it down real quick and we were on our way. Our next stop is a Big Red X, we are close, and Freddie is getting a crazy look in his eye. We do have to travel to Seattle, but Freddie doesn’t mind and speaking of which we are nearly to Oregon already.

Sam, Sam the Pirate man was successful in his pirate ways in the West Indies. He was a young English sailor in seek of glories and riches. He found a sponsor to finance a trip to find sunken Spanish treasure. He came back empty handed except for a fancy new eating fork. He kept this fork with him all the time; mostly because he liked to eat.

Sam, Sam the Pirate man also known as ‘Samuel Bellamy or ‘Black Bellamy’ was known to entertain his crew with flowery orations; he considered himself quite the master at. He was also known for the concern he had for the well-being of his prisoners, but his crew’s well-being always came first above all else. While sailing the ‘Whydah’ his ship, off of Cape Cod in seventeen-seventeen, a violent storm capsized and destroyed his ship. Two pirates survived, neither of which was Black Bellamy. One told of the shipwreck in Cape Cod creating folklore to survive the ages. The other is said to have disappeared, but I think he went looking for the captains’ fork.

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Here we are traveling north on I5; interesting stretch of road here, lots of things to see. We received a call from Triple M, and well we have to make a short stop to Ft. Lewis, north fort to be more exact. There is a civilian operator at the 14th Combat Engineers who, well lets put it this way… rubbed the Godfather the wrong way, more maybe I should just say rubbed his daughter the wrong way. So me and Freddie have to do what we get paid to do. Break a couple legs and leave a little message.

Time, it doesn’t heal it simply makes it easier not to remember. Even with something as desired and powerful as Fod… even he can be left alone for long bits of time for all to slowly forget. This is how I found Fod, covered with spider webs and stuck into the side of an old wooden building. Kind of an odd place to find him, but from what I learned he was a child’s play toy at the time.

This child wrote long poems at the age of five and was reciting poetry at two. Like most artists he never had much of a following while he was alive. But, now many years later some say he is ranked as an equal to Edgar Allen Poe. However, like most kids, he liked to play as well. He found Fod one afternoon by Narragansett Bay near his home in Road Island. While he played with Fod, he created a whole Pantheon as well as magical rites and forbidden lore. To him, he was just a child playing with imagination, creating things like most children do. Fod was simply just a dirty old fork he found, and liked to play with time to time. He would drag the tines into the dirt forming elaborate cities and scenes.

His major inspirational thoughts were on life; how the human mind is so incomprehensible, that is in essence fundamentally alien. As he grew older, he started writing the stories down he saw in his head. The Cthulhu Mythos was born and fell into cult history. Now some 70 years after his death, H. P. Lovecraft is seen as the most influential horror writer of the 20th Century.

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This is one crazy adventure, let me tell ya. We ended up at Pike Place Market this morning and did a little fish catching. I mean come on; you can not be in Seattle and not go catch some fish. However, it was also part of finding our next piece of the map. So guess what the big red X wasn’t exactly where it should have been. We all should have known better. After that we ended up Under the City at Pioneer Square. Freddie seems to be quite at home down here. Makes me wonder of some of the things I missed while he wore gloves.

Lastly, we ended up at the Space needle for some supper. Wouldn’t you also know it; it was the last stop on this crazy adventure of ours. However, I never would have guess what happened next. You see, it had been years in the making, precious as time is.

Fod has been around since before man could walk. A product of the gods, and as such with a will and determination and desire all his own. Sometime in the late Victorian period Fod had found something very special. He was owned by a servant named Annette Athena, she was the hand maiden to someone of supposed importance. She was afforded to eat with a single fork, but it could not be to fancy nor to plain. She had purchased Fod from an old merchant for two bits. Because of the nature of her position, she may have been asked to ‘taste’ food. As it was, she was not allows to reach for silver off the table, or accept a pre-offered piece. She had to carry her own.

Once such day, it was a fancy dinner well-to-do for many supposedly important persons. Annette was to ‘taste’ the meats; as she made her way around the table, her eyes fell on a piece of silver that was just astonishing. The long slender rose on the thin pointed handle was something a god may use. It was a single piece, and she scanned the table and there was absolutely no other that looked as elegant and perfect. The next part no one admits to, but we do know it was one of them.

Fod had jumped out of Annette’s hand, or Annette dropped Fod on purpose. Either way the expected results happened. Annette was scolded for her clumsiness and told to take the ‘dirty’ silver away and scrub them clean. She hurriedly scooped up Fod and Rose, and ran into the kitchen. She didn’t return to the dinner nor did anyone look for her, but she sat there marveling at Rose for hours. When she was called to help the supposedly important person home, she left Fod on the counter and kept Rose.
Fod, was alone, he tasted for just a briefest of moments what it is like to be in love, and to have that love feel your being. Fod crafted over the years this elaborate set up, the treasure map, everything. Just so he could be re-united with Rose. Freddie isn’t mad; well he really doesn’t know anything about it. Funny thing happened on the way out from supper. Freddie found a black bag sitting behind some bushes with a big red X on it. He opened the bag to find diamonds, gems and other sorts of jewelry. Freddie was happy and figured he found the treasure. The Robbers who ditched the bag behind the bush when running from the cops were not to happy it was missing. But, really who wants to mess with Freddie’s Fingers and the Fork of Destiny?

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Well, there it is; one fantastical adventure through time and a glorious hunt for treasure. I still had my thoughts, and just as I suspected from the start; Fod IS from China. Wouldn’t ya know it, Fod gets the Girl, Freddie gets the Treasure, and I am left holding the Bag.

I hope you all had a good time with us, and remember, take care of your flat-ware, and they may take care of you. Until Next time…

Message edited by author 2007-08-30 13:11:25.
08/30/2007 12:57:05 PM · #12
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This marks the end of this challenge for me. I will still comment on any other image posted here. And here is as follows in the next post the entirety of the story. Enjoy.
08/30/2007 11:29:30 AM · #13
Day 30

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08/30/2007 09:59:08 AM · #14
Day 30

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08/29/2007 11:35:41 PM · #15
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08/29/2007 04:55:32 PM · #16
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08/29/2007 02:51:31 PM · #17
Day 29

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08/29/2007 11:01:40 AM · #18
Day 29

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Message edited by author 2007-08-29 11:02:25.
08/28/2007 11:52:54 PM · #19
29 of 30 forks/days

Almost complete. This has been a real adventure.

Blue Fork
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08/28/2007 06:12:37 PM · #20
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08/28/2007 02:04:09 PM · #21
Originally posted by justamistere:

I was on vacation last week...
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And I thought I was the only one who takes his clown mask with him on vacation! :P
08/28/2007 01:06:03 PM · #22
Day 28

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08/28/2007 12:45:15 PM · #23
Day 27

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08/28/2007 12:11:11 PM · #24
I was on vacation last week, so I'm uploading these now.
I told my fork not get too, close!
Two versions of Crab Trap
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Two Outakes:
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I'm so hooked I may keep shooting forks for a while.

Message edited by author 2007-08-28 12:14:23.
08/28/2007 12:10:42 PM · #25
I was on vacation last week, so I'm uploading these now.
A friend of the fork, just got back from a party.
Mardi Gras Friend
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