Bunny & Scot's Y2K Hell On Wheels Tour For God (a photo & commentary journal of the turn of the century) Rather than take the easy way out and go to a party or two, drink heavily and ring in the year 2000 like all the other cretins in the land, my friend Bunny and I decided to do something a bit more strange.  Both of our significant others (Jeanne & Tracy, respectively) were in other parts of the country, leaving us alone to go gather photos of the strange, the irregular and the just plain stupid...enjoy....

This is a biscuit that was left lying in front of the Frisch's restaurant on 3L Highway in Ft. Wright, KY.  Light provided by a flashlight we brought along. As you can see, it's half-eaten.  Where the other half ended up, one can only wonder.... The Huntington Banks clock on Dixie Highway in Ft. Wright. 7:50 PM on December 31, 1999.  Why did we take this picture? Why not? And, y'know, this is so true...this is from the post office on Buttermilk Pike. I stopped to check my p.o. box and it caught our attention.  Usually they have posters up for kids who are M.I.A., but tonight, this.  Hey, I still think I'm indestructible... Bunny, however, is questioning his indestructibility.... The folks at Burger King in Erlanger, KY don't necessarily want to do the old fashioned thing.  It's not 2000...it is, in true media fashion, Y2K.  Happy freakin' Y2K from BK. The police were out in force...I think at last count I had over 20 people pulled over, like this poor soul, and about 70 police cars out there doing their jobs...protecting and serving...sitting at gas stations drinking coffee (but don't quote me on that). The Sisters Of Mercy A Slight Case Of Overbombing, along with Duran Duran's Arena disk, our entertainment for the evening. A church in Northern Kentucky...personally, I don't think I'd like to be "anchored to the cross" so I'm going to pass on the festivites that ol' Tim Alexander's gonna preside over this Sunday.  There's football on, after all.... From another church in Northern Kentucky...Y2K, baby Y2K!!! As I've written both in poem and in e-mail lately, "The only sin is to repent willingly."  Yield to no one but yourself, folks.... A bumper sticker from some poor sap driving down Dixie Highway. I'm sorry, sir, you were doing 30 in a 45 mph zone...I have no patience for you. We, shortly after taking this picture, made sure that god would have more one-on-one with this guy. We take you now to downtown Cincinnati, OH, where there was an evangelical gathering that brought out some people dressed in pimp outfits that would make John Shaft blush.  Hideous.  Wish we could've gotten in though.... It's tough to make out, but this is the satellite link-up van for the evangelical gathering...it's from the Angel's Gale Uplink.  Nifty, huh? A dragon from a window on some street in Cincinnati... never thought you'd see such things here, huh?  This was taken shortly before some fellow came walking (staggering?) up to Bunny and I with, "Blessed be to Jesus on high!  Happy New Year, fellas!  Oh Lord! Can I borrow some money???" We turned him away sans cash when he refused to have his picture taken. We left Cincinnati, went back to my house for some grub, then headed back out in hopes that Y2K was truly going to bring chaos.  Alas, as this picture indicates, the electricity stayed on.... January 1, 2000.  Yahoo. Yeah, the electricity staying on, but the Salvation Army Disaster Services truck was right there in front of us as we pulled back into the Queen City to check out the fun.  Though we'd end up walking through parties at the Westin and stealing glasses of champagne on the way, we knew we'd be safe with these folks on the job! We were able, through my knowledge of the East Side of downtown Cincy, to catch a view of some fireworks from the Newport, KY Peace Bell Celebration.  Actually, what we saw of it, was pretty damn impressive. Taken from the foot of the Big Mac (Daniel Beard) Bridge. More o' them there fireworks...by this point, the police officer stationed at the bridge seemed ready to walk over to us.  Rather than risk an altercation, we sped off in search of other adventures. This is me, Scot, buying a newspaper (the Y2K collectible edition!) from a cold woman seated at the corner of 5th & Vine in downtown Cincinnati.  Note the Tampa Bay Buccaneers hat and the wonderful smile of my newfound friend. Me, again.  The newspaper states two main headlines: 1) "It's A Global Party!"  and 2) "Reason To Revel:  World Survives." However, Tom O'Neill's article on the world surviving was not enough to help Bunny and I escape the party at the Omni, where the elevators were, alas, out of service.  The Skywalk would be our way of egress. Don't know who this was.  It's the last picture taken before the camera battery ran out.  A lonely fellow, walking across 5th Street in Cincinnati.  Spending Y2K alone. Personally, I think he's waiting for a bus to jump in front of. Thanks for checking out this photo journal...and remember, no matter what Peter Jennings says or feels about "the people" deciding when the millenium is, it begins in 2001.

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