Saturday, March 22, 2008
Here is another odd thing: I see a hit from location zero longitude and zero latitude. So, on the equator and due South of London. It is odd, because there doesn't seem to be any land there.
Friday, March 21, 2008
My wife and I both want to have a hamburger tonight. There is only one hamburger bun left.
But we do have a fresh loaf of bread...
And they usually have two of these kind of pieces...
Presto! With the help of a large biscuit cutter.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
by Richard Harris
3000 robots have been taking the Ocean's temperature the last 4-5 years and haven't seen any warming. At the same time, sea levels have risen 1/2 inch.
This is naturally very confusing: If the Earth is warming, then why isn't it actually warming? If it is not warming then why the increase in sea-level? When you warm-up water it expands, but since the water isn't warmer the expansion couldn't have been from that.
The answer is cosmic rays. Okay, I don't wear a tinfoil hat so I will explain further. When the sun is more active, as judged by sunspots, it produces a strong magnetic field. This field reduces the amount of cosmic rays which hit our atmosphere. Oh, yes. Cosmic rays seed clouds. This isn't my brilliant theory by the way.
The Chilling Stars: The New Theory of Climate Change (Paperback) by Henrik Svensmark
Clouds have multiple effects. They insulate at night, holding in warmth. But in the daytime they reflect more sunlight away than insulate--so the net effect is thought to be that clouds cool. There is one region of the earth where clouds only warm; the arctic. The reason is that places with permanent snow cover already reflect the sun very efficiently, so clouds there are only insulating. If the sun was fairly inactive (as it is and has been the last couple of years) one might expect global cooling and some melt-off of arctic ice. We haven't seen the cooling, but we also haven't seen carbon dioxide based heating either--possibly they are canceling each other out.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Gray, dim & dismal are the watchwords for today. A bad day for a long run is a good day to cook--perhaps I will make a cauldron of spaghetti sauce...after a short run.
Update: 9.5 miles run 77:40 and sauce made. Going to relax for a bit.
I got into scifi when I was maybe 12 or 13. At that age, paperbacks were pretty much the only option. In fact the first book I ever purchased at a store is in this picture: The Wind From The Sun. Back in 1975 or so, I still remember how 95 Cents + Tax stung.
It is surprising, now that I think about it, that I still have these cheap things 30 years after buying them.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
What I got to wondering was; did Senator Obama have a choice? That is, are all the African-American churches on the South side of Chicago like that? I have no idea, I kind of hope not. What do you mean by, "kind of"? Well, in general terms, I wish none of them were like that. But on the other hand, if some were not like that, then I am pretty sad that Obama didn't choose a different church. I should note here that the Trinity United Church of Christ is very popular--something like 8,000 members.
I will also note here that I do not personally think that Senator Obama does himself hate or distrust whites, unlike say Jackson, Sharpton or Obama's own pastor.
Monday, March 17, 2008
My wife made everything pictured and I can assure you, she doesn't have a drop of Irish blood, but today she is all-Irish and everything delicious!
Well, I looked it up: You can be up to 42 to enlist and up to 35 to take a commission. The younger age for officers is because they want you to be able to put in 20 years and you have to retire at 55.
If I was still single and had never served before (and was under 42!) I would consider signing up. I bet there would be a novel in it. In researching this, I came across the story of Kristi Jo Newland. A very inspiring woman and a reminder of why we are a great country: We have people like that and lots of them!
Sunday, March 16, 2008
A lot of the snow, most really, has melted so I decided to run on trails. The trails were not really good for anyone: There were long stretches of snow and ice which would be good for cc skiing, but then this would be followed by long stretches of mud and dirt.
There is a spot that I always pass by; it has several lengths of sawed white birch logs laying on the ground. I have seen them before, I know that the are there. Whenever I first see them I wonder, for a split-second, why there are PVC pipes on the ground.
I listen to music as I run. The iPod shuffle is so small, you can't feel the weight of it. I listen to classical rock and classical music and I have it pick the tunes randomly. So I might get the Red Hot Chili Peppers--which makes me feel like running aggressively, followed by Mozart's "Requiem"--which (sublimely) makes me think of my mortality, then some Cake--which reminds me of how much I like horns in rock music, then Beethoven's 6th--which reassures me that Spring will eventually show herself...