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        November 22nd, Happy Thanksgiving 2007

Despite a puncture to some heretofore indestructable Armadillo tires I managed to make the parade on time this year. But damn it was cold. Maybe not as cold as 2005 when it was glacial, but certainly cold enough for a Dickensian winter feel with lightly blowing snow. Crowds were OK, but it did seem that the cold and prediction of rain thinned things out towards the Larned end of the route where it was packed 8 deep last year and empty this year. Still, a great tradition.

Also this weekend sees the long long long awaited reopening of the DIA. When I arrived here in 2004 the DIA had already been pulled back to its central area and the majority of its american collection mothballed. So I've been waiting for coming up to 4 years to see it. Tomorrow (Friday 10am) through Saturday (6pm) the DIA will be open for a 32hr straight run. I'm thinking of maybe trying to get in around 5am Saturday. We'll see ...




Thanksgiving Parade 2007 Detroit
Behind the inevitable parade of police cars the flags are escorted
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Thanksgiving Parade 2007 Detroit
Then Uncle Sam comes along,
about a mile later he'll try to break west for a Coney Island
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Thanksgiving Parade 2007 Detroit
Darn glad they were all wearing gloves
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Thanksgiving Parade 2007 Detroit
Even so, it must have been chilly!
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Thanksgiving Parade 2007 Detroit
Clowning around
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Thanksgiving Parade 2007 Detroit
Detroit, Michigan
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Thanksgiving Parade 2007 Detroit
Best seats in the house
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Thanksgiving Parade 2007 Detroit
Alvin and the ... argh!!
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Thanksgiving Parade 2007 Detroit
DPD
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Thanksgiving Parade 2007 Detroit
The Bud wagon heads for the game
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Thanksgiving Parade 2007 Detroit

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Thanksgiving Parade 2007 Detroit
Fred Hill Briefcase Drill Team
Synchronized accounting
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        November 11th, We do it all for you

No kidding. The Detroit curfew means that if you're 15 or under you can be ticketed for being out after 8pm or before 6am. Particularly if the party you end up at becomes a crime scene. Still, this is not quite the usual brand of prozac-laced marketing McD's usual supply.




McDonalds Detroit
Ok, true, I followed this bus for a mile down Woodward before I could grab a shot.
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        November 3rd, Desolate



Detroit river in its early morning drag, windsor, river, sunrise, Detroit

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        November 2nd, Marching Bands

Riding through a back alley somewhere behind the Milner Hotel about dawn on Saturday. Suddenly the whole alley erupts with an unearthly crashing. Then out of the darkness stride a fully dressed marching band. It was all I could do to swerve and get the hell out of there. Ah, the horror. Marching bands creeping up on you out of back alleys. There has to be some kind of a law!

Anyway, it turns out there's a Michigan marching bands competition this weekend at Ford Field. So every band from around the state must have been trying to find their own little practice spot back among the trash cans and crack alleys downtown. And all in full uniform. Shudder. I've got some shots I'll try and throw up later. In the meantime, Campus Martius is being transformed, the ice is going down and the christmas tree going up, winter's a coming. Just this week our first mild frosts and a chance f flurries next week.




Campus Martius, Detroit
Fish out of water, Campus Martius' Monroe corner marker
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        November 2nd, Marching Bands II




Marching Bands, Detroit
Out of steamy back alleys
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Marching Bands, Detroit
Scary Scary
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Marching Bands, Detroit
The corner of every parking lot is fair game
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