Monthly Archives: October 2013

Seriously, they’re everywhere.

Do you know what I see?

These.

Just kind of all the time. Everywhere. Around my work building, around my house… on the side of the road. In random places. I’ve even seen them parked… or at the very least saving a parking spot for someone else.

Apparently wild rabbits are a thing around here, and I guess they’re out in force this season. I never really associated rabbits with fall, but maybe I’m just a product of our culture – shoving rabbits at everyone in spring and insisting they lay eggs. The rabbits I mean. I’m not sure I’ve ever had someone shove a rabbit in my face and insist *I* lay an egg, but I guess it wouldn’t surprise me.

And sometimes, if my day is just going too well or something, they’ll look like this. And it just breaks my fucking heart.

If you’re a masochist or horribly curious and you clicked on that link because it didn’t occur to you that I didn’t post a picture for a reason, here:

I hope this helps.

But the thing is, if I’m being completely honest, I’m kind of afraid to ask if anyone else sees them too….

 

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I think your brain is sexy.

Wow, I don’t really know how to respond to that. Mostly because I take a lot of things at face value and my first thought was quite literal.

Hot.

Hot.

So what am I doing today?

I’ll tell you what I’m not doing today.

I’m not doing any house work or homework or prepping for the week.

I’m not cleaning or organizing or cooking or planning for a potential move.

I’m not doing laundry or dishes, or the million other things written on the various to do lists I’ve made and promptly misplaced.

I’m not implementing any of the efficient systems I’ve created in my mind to make my life easier.

I’m not working on any of the half-finished or barely begun projects sitting neglected around the house.

I’m not crafting, planning or being productive in any way.

I’m pretty sure there’s someone in my yard – I am not going to check.

I am not running errands.

What I am doing is trying to figure out how I, personally, can draw a meerkat and a weasel and have them be identifiably different.  I’m a long way from being an artist. And why does spell check tell me meerkat is spelled wrong (twice)? Maybe it’s never been to a zoo.

I am also wondering why my dog is licking my toe and why beeswax smells like sunshine.

I am considering drinking champagne.

I am questioning if there’s a way to calculate the speed of thought and how it compares to the speed of light. Probably it’s different for everyone. Maybe I’ll research this later.

I may light some candles and make more coffee. I love coffee.

I wonder if my head will every stop hurting and why my feet always itch.

It almost smells like snow.

I’m comforted by the sound of my dog snoring.

I hope it rains.

My brain is swirling in a million directions but me? I am sitting still.


It’s all true. The government is spying on us.

YEP, another post today. But this one happened yesterday. And sort of the day before. So I am writing this from the past. Which is actually relevant, for once.

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SO, does this ever happen to you??

HA!! (Source)

Okay, so not really that. I mean you think of something and decide you want to know more about it. So you look it up. And while reading that you come across something else you find interesting and look that up. This leads you to something else and before you know it you’re lost in a sea of knowledge drifting ever further from where you began until you don’t even know how you got there.

Yeah. That happens to me a lot.

So this time, I started by looking up something and an hour later found myself looking at this:

Science. (Source)

Why yes, I do want the color exaggerated version, NASA. You know me so well.

Pretty nice work-up, though obviously fake.

No. Courtesy of the Cassini Solstice Mission. And the best part is we’re in it.

Hi Mom!!

Hi Mom!! (click to expand)

Seriously.

Ta-Da! (Source)

Fun fact: That little blurry bit at about the 10 o’clock position on the other little blurry Earth bit, is the moon.

So now I am going down the rabbit hole and I must know why NASA has this picture of me.  Should I be worried? Am I being stalked by Cassini from space? Do I need a restraining order or is there a moon-made ring in my future?

It’s time to roll up those sleeves, because we’re diving in.

So according to the official data, this is a compilation of 165 images taken by Cassini’s multiple instruments over a period of 3 hours on September 15, 2006.  One of these instruments can image a 2.4cm area from a distance of 4km.  This particular series covers 260km (or 162miles) per pixel.  I’ll give you a minute to let that sink in….

Also, this is a picture of Earth from the past.

Okay, yes. I know, all pictures are from the past. And I did just say this was taken in 2006. I got it. But stay with me here.

As I looked at this, I began wondering how far in the past the Earth was from the point of view of Cassini.  Not how old, how far in the past. For example, the Earth is roughly 8.33 light minutes from the sun.  So technically if you notice the sun is glaring off your computer screen like it does, it was actually in the position to do so 8.33 minutes ago and has since moved on.  You’re seeing the sun on an 8 minute delay.  Still with me? Good.

Now, Saturn is roughly ten times as far from the sun as the Earth and, as you can see, Cassini took this photo from beyond Saturn while facing the sun. So I looked into the statistics and found that Cassini was 2.2 million km from Saturn when it took this:

1 light minute = 17,987,547.5km

2,200,000km / 17,987,547.5km = 0.1223 light minutes OR roughly 7.3 light seconds

This means Saturn was roughly 7.3 seconds in the past to Cassini at the time the images were captured.

Also, Cassini was 1.5 billion km from Earth:

1,500,000,000km / 17,987,547.5km = 83.391 light minutes

Which means Earth was roughly 83.4 minutes in the past to Cassini at the time the images were taken.

So really what we’re looking at is:

Math happened. Click to expand.

Imagine you are Cassini. And math happened. (click to expand)

These images were then sent to Earth via one way radio transmission at the speed of light taking roughly 1hr 24min to get here.

Now who says science isn’t fun??


These chains that I wear? They bore me.

I know, I know. I already posted today. What a ham. But really this happened on the 17th, and this place wasn’t real yet. So bear with me.

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Things that happened in my head today. Er… two days ago:

PINCH THE FROG! Whoa, poor frog.  It’s like I’ve been stabbed in the gut. Or
kicked and stomped and then stabbed.  It’s rather uncomfortable.  It’s not
the frog’s fault though.

First Google image hit for “Pinch the Frog” (source)

Where are you, Chekhov? Engage the thrusters.
It’s like working in a zoo, but I failed the test. I do not have a
zookeepers license or credentials… and this damn monkey just Wont. Stop.
Laughing. I hate monkeys.
This guy has a silly snork too.  what’s a silly snork?

This, apparently. (source)

And then he dies in fits and boils. Not the snork.
Why do people say “it’s all natural” like that makes it automatically good?
Heroin is all natural lady, so back away now.

Also why do people say “it’s full of chemicals” like that makes it automatically bad? What exactly is it that you think you’re made of guy?

Your face is full of chemicals.

But, I haven’t seen your crocodile.
Oh god, my head. I think I’m dying.  Well, you are, technically. Slowly. But
why not painlessly? I probably wouldn’t want it to be painless.  I’d want to
know it was coming.
Because October is not November, nor is it September. Ever. Well, unless you
really wanted it to be. But we’d all have to agree.

Like this. (source)

I need my hair to not be my hair anymore.  It needs to stop now.
The last man standing gets eaten.
Sometimes I wonder if anybody thinks…

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So I think I’m a writer now.

I guess I’m going to try this blog thing. It’ll be fun for a while, but only until I get bored. I guess that’s pretty much the definition of “fun for a while” but that’s okay. I work for the Department of Redundancy Department.  If you can’t keep up, take notes.

 

And apparently I have adds. Awesome.


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