Here are the Pictures and Videos I took of the T129B ATAK Helicopter of the Philippine Air Force (PAF) during the Static Display of Military Assets which was part of the 88th Anniversary Celebrations of the Armed Forces of the Philippines (AFP) at Camp General Emilio Aguinaldo recently

Super quick sketch, but I'd be CRIMINALLY remiss not to acknowledge the 88th anniversary of the conception of everyone's favorite stuttering pig

"The 88th Anniversary of The Heartbreaking Death of Princess Victoria Melita: A Royal Outcast Who Never Found Happiness" 🤍🖤💔

She was born with a silver spoon but died with a wooden one. She married for love but lost everything. She had a royal bloodline, but no country to call her own. She faced wars, revolutions, and exiles with bravery but succumbed to a broken heart. She was Princess Victoria Melita, and this is her story...🌟

Princess Victoria Melita (nicknamed Ducky) came to Paris on 19 December 1936. She was far from well at the time, but she had planned to go to Germany the next day to see her elder daughter Marie, Princess of Leiningen, who was expecting a child.🥹

Shortly after her arrival in Wurzburg, Ducky contracted a chill but she would not hear of postponing her visit to her daughter. The birth of her granddaughter, Matilda, was not attended by any complications, and in the middle of January they all returned to Schloss Amorbach.

By now she was steadily getting weaker, and the doctors were anxious But by an immense effort of will, she attended the christening ceremony of her new grandchild.

It taxed her strength considerably, and her condition continued to deteriorate.

She suffered a stroke, one side of her body was paralyzed, and she was unable to speak coherently. 🖤

In February, Ducky's youngest daughter Kira was summoned to Amorbach, and Cyril and Vladimir were warned that she had taken a turn for the worse. They left at once to go to her bedside.

Ducky's niece, Missy’s daughter Ileana came to join the unhappy vigil.

By the time they reached Ducky, she could only mutter occasional words which were barely intelligible. There was nothing more the doctors could do.

On the evening of 1 March they noticed a rapid weakening of the pulse.

Ducky's three sisters, Missy (Marie), Sandra (Alexandra) and Baby Bee (Beatrice) all joined the bedside vigil, praying for her to go quickly and instead being tormented at the sight of her lingering. 💔

At fifteen minutes past midnight on 2 March, she passed away...💔

No more moving account of her last days and death can be given than the description in Missy’s letter to Lady Astor (4 March):💔💔💔

The whole thing was tragic beyond imagination, a tragic end to a tragic life. She carried tragedy within her – she had tragic eyes – always – even as a little girl – But we loved her enormously, there was something mighty about her – she was our Conscience. But when he betrayed her, she did not know how to forgive, so she allowed him to murder her soul. From then onwards, her strength became her weakness, her undoing – she was too absolute, she could not overcome herself. And now she had to die, unforgiving! Her lips were sealed because of the stroke which had felled her to the ground – but although she knew we were there and the first day she found a murmur of recognition for each of us in turn, she shuddered away from his touch – Whilst we sat, in turns holding her hand, he stood like an outcast on the threshold of her door not daring to enter her room – It took 11 long days before she was released. The last five she lay in a sort of coma – and the end came Sunday morning exactly at 12¼ – suddenly it was all over, as she lay there grey, gaunt, the mask of grief . . . it was torture – but I am calm, I know it is better thus – she could not have lived as a cripple – but with their egoism, those she loved killed her. They left her too lonely, and she cried continually for three long years & nothing brought her comfort nor resignation, except occasionally her garden or her painting. She would not let us help her. Her faith in humanity was dead. I know how much both you & Waldorf tried to help her – she was deeply grateful, I know she was, only her dreadful habit of never answering made her case hopeless – In spite of our tremendous love for each other, because of her silence, I was never able to keep in touch with her, nor to really help her – There is an unbearable tragedy in it all . . .

The Edinburgh sisters wrapped Ducky's body in a long white robe, and in the coffin, Missy placed white lilacs around her head and shoulders. On 5 March, the coffin was brought to Coburg and placed in the family vault of the Dukes of Saxe-Coburg. The funeral took place the next day, with rain and snow flurries, adding to the gloom of an icy winter scene, as she was laid to rest beside her parents and brother...🌃

Ducky had left a wish that there should be no pomp and ceremony.

Afterward, Missy found it hard to leave the grave of the sister who ‘always hated being alone’...

As Meriel Buchanan would later write, the Grand Duchess Cyril died ‘a bitter, disappointed woman, whose brilliant personality had been warped by failure and frustration’. Now she was alone; but at last, the ‘passionate, often misunderstood child’, who had grown up into a bitter, disappointed woman, was at peace...

On the occasion of the 88th anniversary of the tragic death of Princess Victoria Melita, Grand Duchess Cyril💔💔💔

And the world moved on, oblivious to the tragedy that once graced its courts. 🌟

The 88th Event: A Quick Prosekai Theory

A(n attempted) bite-sized theory/speculation on Tsukasa’s next focus event.

The JP Prosekai server has recently finished its 77th event: Someday This Wish Will Transcend the Morning Sky (願いは、いつか朝をこえて) and I honestly didn’t expect to see that high of a number while I was browsing the Prosekai Wikipedia for research. Time flies, I suppose.

But something else did come to mind when I saw it: we’re roughly 10 events away from our 88th event.

Thus my Tsukasa-centric train of thought seized me into a chokehold to talk about this.

The number 88 is a very important number in regards to Tsukasa’s character as it represents both the number of keys on the classic piano and the number of constellations that are recognized in our sky—two objects that closely pertain to Tsukasa and his development. This connection is even further instilled in his focus event’s commissioned song 88☆彡. The song is 88 measures long and in the 2DMV Tsukasa smiles 88 seconds into the song (1:28).

Even beyond that event, the number 88 continues to pop up.

Tsukasa’s birthday is 8 days after Saki’s and 8 days before Touya’s: the three characters who have connections to the piano.

During the 2nd-anniversary countdown, Tsukasa was featured on the 8th day in his Torpe costume.

Wonderlands x Showtime, when you count the letters of both words you get 11 x 8 = 88.

The appearance of 88 has been a consistent reoccurrence basically since the launch of Project SEKAI and toward Tsukasa Tenma himself.

This brings me back to the future of the Prosekai event schedule. Knowing this, the likelihood for Tsukasa's next focus event to be the 88th event in Project SEKAI's catalog is basically written in the stars to become true knowing just how important the number 88 is.

And if I'm wrong? I'm bringing this Tsukasa-centric thought process of mine to SEGA itself for a few choice words.

TLDR: 88 everything.

Update: It feels so good to be right

Today is the 88th anniversary of the creation of Lee Falk's The Phantom! First published on February 17th, 1936. And at it's peak it was read by over 100 million readers daily worldwide, and has been published in 583 newspapers.

hey world faemous celebrity did you know your birthday directly coincides with the 88th anniversary of Bloody Saturday during the 1919 winnipeg general strike

thats so much cooler than kokichi oumas birthday thank you for sharing

HAPPY 88TH ANNIVERSARY TO PORKY PIG!!!

It's October 3rd

You know what that means :)

It is the 88th anniversary of Italy invading Ethiopia

Sharing my Experience at attending the Static Display of the Armed Forces of the Philippines (AFP) at Camp Aguinaldo as Part of their 88th Anniversary Celebrations recently. It was a bit tiring walking around such a big Camp, but seeing the T129B ATAK Helicopter and the Sabrah Light Tank sort of made up for it

Gulzar Sahab - 88th Birth Anniversary

Remembering the Tragedy Queen of Bollywood, #MeenaKumari on her 88th Birth Anniversary. Birthday wishes from #pradipmadgaonkar

Throwback: Happy 88th Birthday, Roy Orbison!

Throwback: Happy 88th Birthday, Roy Orbison! @ROYORBISON

April is a busy and auspicious month in music history: The 75th anniversary of the birth of the legendary Gil Scott-Heron was on April 1 The 85th anniversary of the birth of R&B and soul legend Marvin Gaye was on April 2 The 111th anniversary of the birth of legendary bluesman Muddy Waters was on April 4  Pharrell Williams celebrated his 51st birthday on April 5 One of the most beloved…

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Philippine Army Unveils ASCOD Command Post Armored Vehicle

In a display of military prowess marking their 88th Anniversary on December 21, 2023, the Philippines Army unveiled their latest addition: the ASCOD (Austrian Spanish Cooperation Development) Command Vehicle. This formidable machine incorporates a sophisticated command and control system sourced from the renowned Israeli company, Elbit Systems. What sets this vehicle apart is its integration of…

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Today is not a good day.

As some of you know, back in May, I lost my mother. She was 87. And the last five years of her life were not the easiest. Her health had taken several turns for the worst, and I wish I had known what I know now. But, I can't turn the clock back, and though I can hold a grudge like nobody's business, there is no point here, and it would upset Mom. So, not doing it.

Today would have been her 88th Birthday. She was predeceased by her husband of 51 years, my father, on their wedding anniversary. They had 7 kids, 13 grands, and 12 great-grands.

I am spending today helping my brother with her estate to make sure he gets what he needs. It's brother #3, the one who came just before me. We're the babies of the bunch. The GenXers. He is not using a lawyer because of bad experiences in the past with family and lawyer, so, between him, me, and sister #2, we're making sure everything gets done on the up and up, and with as few headaches and drama as possible. With as much of a headache as NYS can be at times, with its court systems, it's actually simplified a lot of stuff, and made it easier for Joe Blow off the street to get shit done. It also helps that Mom's estate is small, so it's just formalities at this point.

Big sis is helping more on the legal side, and I am helping on the tax side. And he is using us both as sounding boards. As with any family, you have your drama queens. We have one major one that likes to make herself out to be the victim, and then alienate herself from everyone, but then says she takes the higher ground because her shit don't stank. 🤷‍♀️ All I know is I am following my conscience and Mom's wishes. Before she became really sick and her mind started going, she and I had a talk. Originally, she had things set up with one of my daughters being her heir. Long story there, that I am not getting into. Anyway, by this time, my brother had already stepped up and was taking care of Mom, moved her in his place, making sure she was being taken care of, etc. She began a sentence with, I was thinking changing the life insurance...

I cut her off and said, if you are changing it to brother #3, that's a wonderful idea, and you should do it! She was afraid that I would be upset with her, and I reassured her that I saw what my brother was doing, and it was what I wanted to, but was unable to at the time. He deserved it all, seeing as he was giving up his life, and in the last 5 years of her life, he really gave up his life for her.

I never looked back and decided to change my mind. Even with having an idea of how much money is left. I told my brother I didn't want to know. It was between him and Mom. And that if he didn't use some of that money to live a little, I would kick his ass.

He and I may have fought like no tomorrow when we were kids, driving that poor woman up the fucking wall, but he's my brother, and with all the shit he's been through, and done, he deserves all the live and respect I can muster for him. Especially knowing the things I know now.

Mom had a form of dementia called Sun Downers. Look it up, I'm not gonna explain it. To difficult to right now. But, Mom could remember her life up to 1955 clear as day. Anything after 1955 came in bits and bobs. She didn't even remember brother #3 at all. She confused him with brother #1 or with Dad often. On his last birthday with her, she looked at him and told him that she knows she's supposed to know him, knows she's his mother, and wishes she could remember. And that she was sorry.

He couldn't bring himself to me what was really happening, and I was upset at him for it, but we made our peace. He was hurting and was trying to protect himself. I can't blame him for that. Gods know I've pulled shit like that. Trust me, we've made our peace. If we didn't, I wouldn't even be telling anyone this stuff right now. And recall what I said about grudges. I am a Cancer.

So, I will pour a drink for her and one for the ancestors today. And call my brother. Already talked to my mother's sister. That wasn't easy. She wasn't able to go to the funeral due to health. Told her I will be carting her ass up to NY soon so she can visit the family cemetery.

Friendly’s Partners with Museum of Ice Cream for National Ice Cream Day

America’s favorite family restaurant also celebrating its 88th Anniversary with giveaways and deals galore Friendly’s Restaurants is doing more than just screaming for ice cream ahead of National Ice Cream Day. That’s because America’s favorite family restaurant is thrilled to announce its partnership with Museum of Ice Cream for an exciting extravaganza to celebrate the holiday weekend. On…

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Prickly pear cactus, Big Bend National Park, Texas

© Tim Fitzharris/Minden Picture

Where are these prickly pears?. Prickly pear plant, Big Bend National Park, USA

Today we celebrate the 88th anniversary of Big Bend National Park in Texas. Since this humongous park was established in 1935, it has welcomed nature lovers and adventure seekers. The park's southern boundary is marked by the Rio Grande that separates Texas and Mexico. If you look at a map of the park and the river, it's clear how it got its name!

Big Bend includes numerous archaeological sites that offer a glimpse of the area’s rich history, from abandoned mines and ghost towns to Indigenous relics from nearly 10,000 years ago. The park offers some of the clearest skies in the US and is recognised as an International Dark Sky Park, making it a popular destination amongst stargazers and astronomers. One can also try adventure sports like hiking, river rafting and horseback riding