Friday Rock Blogging: Slag

Coal doesn't burn completely. Here's what's left over.

i-2a25fdf79a096da3a01ce31cdbfab8ee-slag-thinsection.jpg (Do I apologize for the weak blogging? No! No apologies! I am still trying to work "elusive", "obsequious", and "vapid" into a discussion of bedrock hydrogeology. "Propinquitous", though, that's taken care of. Also, I am contemplating cheesy steganography.)

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Due to work stuff, I'm very busy this week, and I don't have time to write a detailed pathological language post, so I chose something that doesn't take a lot of explanation, but
While browser over at programming.reddit.com, I came across something simultaneously hideous and amazing.
I saw it at Julie's.
"American Music," the Violent Femmes "California Stars," Billy Bragg and Wilco "The City of New Orleans," Arlo Guthrie "Song to Woody," Bob Dylan "The Body of an American," the Pogues

I think that's a pretty neat picture of the old smelting or furnace building -or whatever old building that is- and the huge hill of slag around it.