Monthly Archives: July 2013

The J. Paul Getty Museum (A Whole Bunch Of Pictures!)

As mentioned, yesterday was our twelfth wedding anniversary, but we celebrated on Saturday by going to The J. Paul Getty Museum here in Los Angeles. It was our first visit, one of the reasons we picked it for this special occasion.

The museum at the Getty Center was opened over fifteen years ago. Admission is free (parking is not, but you can get there by public transportation) and the main thing I remember from when it opened was that it was more crowded than Disneyland. That phase has obviously passed, although they still get over a million visitors a year.

Even though I’ve lived here almost forty years, and Ronnie almost her whole life, The Getty was one of those things that we had just never gotten around to. “It will always be there when we want to go!” Right, you know the feeling?

If guests came in from out of town for a week it would be something that would put high on their list along with Disneyland, the beach, Hollywood, Dodger Stadium, a concert at the Disney Concert Hall or LA Live… But we drive by it every time we go over the hill on the 405, it’s right there on the hill overlooking the entire city. We’ll get to it!

It was time to go. And it was so much worth it!

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The Getty Center occupies one of the uber-spectacular pieces of real estate in all of Los Angeles, and it was designed by Richard Meier and cost over a billion dollars. It shows. The day was overcast and gray to start, which was great because you’re often outside walking between the many buildings and galleries. (Above, you can see the 405 Freeway below us, Westwood and UCLA just off to the left of the freeway, and the skyscrapers of Century City and the Wilshire Corridor in the distance. The stairs lead out to the Cactus Garden.)

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Everything is covered in thirty-inch squares of travertine with fountains all around. From the surrounding city (and freeways) the museum is stunning, especially illuminated at night. From the many courtyards on the site it’s just as spectacular.

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Ronnie looking at Portrait of Agostino Pallavicini by Van Dyck (1623). As you can see, the galleries are cavernous, well lit, and comfortable.

The entire museum is huge. We were there for about three hours and might have seen a third of it without a lot of dawdling. And yet we didn’t get to see the Rubens, the Van Gogh, the Monet, the Renoir… If you’re in town and you only get to see it once, plan on spending the whole day.

Here are just a few of the items we saw, some favorites. I apologize in advance for some of the so-so photography. As in most museums there’s no flash photography and no tripods allowed. In addition, many of the pieces are hung high, so there’s a bit of a fisheye effect in getting the whole painting into the frame. (Let these marginal photos just whet your appetite to come and see these magnificent paintings in person!)

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A very dark piece, Christ and the Adulteress by Boulogne (1620s). Chiaroscuro, anyone?

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A piece Ronnie liked a lot, Landscape With A Calm by Poussin (1651).

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Another of Ronnie’s favorites, Head Of A Woman by Sweerts (1654). This was incredibly realistic, really seemed to jump off of the canvas.

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Portrait of a Young Man by Van Der Helst (1650). The silver & gold detail work on the cloak’s hem and collar was indescribable.

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The Abduction of Europa by Rembrandt (1632).

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An Old Man in Military Costume by Rembrandt (1631)

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Saint Bartholomew by Rembrandt (1661). I must say, seeing three Rembrandts hanging side by side is quite the experience.

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Portrait of Anthony Valabregue by Cezanne (1871). All those things you learn about in art classes regarding brush strokes and thick and thinner paint and so on? I never really, really got it until I got six inches away from some of these pieces.

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Portrait of a Man by Manet (1860)

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Modern Rome – Campo Vaccino by Turner (1839)

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Portrait of Therese Countes Clary Aldringen by Sargent (1896) was one of my two favorites. It’s a huge piece but just stunning, dominates the room.

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Portrait of Princess Leonilla of Sayn-Wittgenstein-Sayn by Winterhalter (1843)

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Portrait of the Marquesa de Santiago by Goya (1804). This was not one of Ronnie’s favorites, but the accompanying plaque talked a lot about Goya’s technique and intent and I could see how it was supposed to look the way it did.

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The Farewell of Telemachus & Eucharis by David (1818)

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Entrance to the Jardin Turc by Boilly (1812). This was probably my favorite of the day, a piece that I had never heard of from an artist that I had never heard of, but it really came to life for me. The detail picture can’t even come close to showing how detailed and lifelike this scene was.

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Diana and Her Nymphs Bathing by de Troy (1724)

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View of the Grand Canal: Santa Maria Della Salute and the Dogana From Campo Santa Maria Zobenigo by Bellatto (1743). Another extremely detailed and realistic scene where you could almost see the birds flying by and the sails rippling in the wind.

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The Model Resting by Toulouse-Lautrec (1889)

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Dancer Taking A Bow (The Star) by Degas (1877)

Obviously, if you come to visit Los Angeles and you care at all about art, you MUST put a full day in your schedule to visit The Getty. We have the luxury of going back when we want to and we won’t be waiting fifteen years for the next trip!

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Twelve Years Ago Today

Twelve years ago today I stood in a gazebo in the garden of a tea house (formerly a house of ill repute, we’re told) in Orange, CA. It was hot! I was in a monkey suit (i.e., a tuxedo). I was surrounded by friends and family. We were all watching Ronnie walk her father down the aisle to meet me and take her Oath of Office as The Long-Suffering Wife.

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It was a wonderful day and when we reminisce about our wedding we’re both very happy to remember that almost everyone had a good time. (My daughter Kat was not feeling well, but she was a trooper and hung in there.) There was snarky music (we had the DJ play James Brown’s “I Feel Good” as we walked back down the aisle), dancing, good food, a great cake (with a tiny Matchbox Pathfinder on top along with the more traditional bride and groom), and all of the usual wedding tomfoolery.

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Twelve years later, we’ve had some interesting times, some good and some not so good, but we’re still going strong. Our road together lies to the horizon in front of us.

I love you, Ronnie! Thanks for taking the leap with me!

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(Whoa! Hair! Glasses! Much less gut! WHOA!!)

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Forty-Four Years Ago Today

Forty-four years ago today we all held our breath until the Eagle had landed. It was one of the biggest moments in human history, right up there with the discovery of fire, domestication of animals, development of agriculture, invention of movable type & printing press, discovery of America, and the development of flight.

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And it was live on television. Walter Cronkite was as nervous as we had ever seen him, on pins and needles, and (dare we say it?) almost speechless. We listened to the radio transmissions, heard the calls as master alarms were going off, heard the warnings from Houston that fuel was running out, heard the warnings from Neil Armstrong that the autopilot was putting the Eagle into a boulder field and he was taking over the controls.

Were they going to have to abort? Or worse, were they going to crash or be trapped where they couldn’t take off again, dying so very far from home? We had seen failure and death on the pad just thirty-one months earlier when we had lost Gus Grissom, Ed White, and Roger Chaffee. Armstrong had almost died on Gemini 8, along with David Scott. Success was by no means guaranteed.

“Houston, Tranquility Base here. The Eagle has landed.”

Do you remember the cheering? The insane, out of your mind relief and release of tension? The hugging of total strangers in every corner of the world? The pictures on the news, and in Time and Life and Look and Newsweek and National Geographic magazines, and on every newspaper in the world?

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Do you remember the crowds watching and cheering along with us in London, Paris, Bangkok, New Dehli, Cairo, Johannesburg, Rio de Janerio, and tiny little villages in the middle of nowhere on every continent. Do you remember 600 million people all watching together?

Where I was a 13-year old in the Chicago suburbs, it was late in the evening by the time the moon walk started, six and a half hours after landing. It was coming up on 10:00 at night when the hatch opened and Armstrong started down the ladder. He pulled a lanyard, a hatch on the side of the LM folded down, and we had live video! From the moon! With a guy climbing down the ladder in front of us!

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“That’s one small step…”

I don’t know how much my seven younger brothers and sisters remember from that night. I know my parents had us all there in front of the television, but it was late and I’m sure that many of them slept through most of it.

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I did not. I still vividly remember the first step, the ghostly black & white televised images as the contingency soil samples were taken, Buzz Aldrin coming down the ladder next with Armstrong’s help, the installation of the science experiments, the set up of the US flag, the call from Nixon.

One of my most distinct memories is from when the plaque on the lander’s leg was unveiled. As Neil read the plaque, the video was clear enough to see inside his helmet and you could see his face as he read.

“We came in peace for all mankind.”

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Soon enough it was done. They hustled to get the rock boxes and cameras and experiments back into the LM. After less than an hour, the first moonwalk in human history was done. The crew, and the world, got some sleep. The next day Armstrong and Aldrin blasted off from the moon, docked with Mike Collins in the Columbia command module, and returned safely to Earth three days later. Their film got developed and we’ve had iconic images as a part of our lives, our culture, and our history for forty-four years.

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Now it’s forty-four years later. A generation and more not only don’t remember Apollo 11, they weren’t born until fifteen or twenty years after Gene Cernan left the last footprints on the moon at the end of Apollo 17 in 1973.

Why haven’t we gone back? Why haven’t we learned about living on another planet by living on another planet?

Why haven’t we gone further? Why haven’t we put boot prints on Mars? Or an asteroid? Or a comet?

Why haven’t we gone permanently? Elon Musk and others are now talking about colonization, not just travel. Why aren’t there opportunities for people like me, middle aged, healthy, kids grown, to go and live the rest of our lives building a colony on the moon or at L5 or on Mars?

Given the chance to spend the next forty or fifty years here on the ground becoming a part of the Lazy Boy lounger or going to Mars for fifteen or twenty years building the first human colony on another planet, I’m outta here in a heartbeat.

Forty-four years ago I wanted more than anything to follow in Neil Armstrong’s and Buzz Aldrin’s footsteps.

I still do.

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Simple Astrophotography (Part Five)

I know that we’ve started on some more advanced (intermediate) astrophotography, but I ran across some photos from last year and realized that there’s another simple astronomical object that can be easily photographed.

The sun!

Unlike the moon, constellations, aurora (which I’ve never seen in person but would kill to get to see and photograph!), and satellites, photographing the sun has the potential to be dangerous. It goes without saying, but I’ll say it anyway: DO NOT LOOK AT THE SUN THROUGH YOUR CAMERA! ESPECIALLY DO NOT LOOK AT THE SUN THROUGH A TELEPHOTO LENS!! EVER!! NOT EVEN ONCE!!! YOU’LL SERIOUSLY DAMAGE YOUR EYES AND POSSIBLY GO BLIND!! (Not that other kind of “you’ll go blind” either, this is the real thing, physics and science and all of that, not moral guilt and BS and bullying.)

That doesn’t mean that you can’t take photos. You just need to be clever.

First, you need to block out about 99% of the light from the sun. It’s possible to do this with a fancy solar filter and in fact you can get such filters for telescopes like my 5″ Meade ETX-125EC, but they’re expensive. I’m still talking “simple” here.

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You can get one of these from any astronomy or telescope store for about $1. (If you wait until the day before an eclipse or the day of an eclipse, it might be $10 – if you know what I mean.) Coincidentally, it’s just about the perfect size to cover the front end on my 70mm-300mm Tamron zoom lens. I simply taped it on with a couple tiny tabs of duct tape.

Make sure that it completely covers the lens – even the tiniest bit of stray full-intensity sunlight will ruin your day and possibly your camera.

To aim at the sun, put your camera on a tripod. Point the lens (covered with your cardboard and mylar “Solar Viewer”) at the sun.

I’ll repeat one more time: DO NOT LOOK THROUGH YOUR CAMERA AT THE SUN, EVEN IF YOU HAVE YOUR $1 SHIELD COVERING THE LENS! EVEN IF YOU THINK IT’S OK, IT’S NOT. YOU’RE STILL GETTING MAGNIFIED AND FOCUSED UV LIGHT SHOT STRAIGHT INTO YOUR EYEBALL. OH, AND DID I MENTION — YOU’LL GO BLIND!!

If you have one of the newer DSLR’s that actually shows an image on the back like an iPhone or camcorder does, this is a piece of cake. While you shouldn’t ever look through the lens at the sun, looking at an LCD display on the back of the camera is completely safe. Just “eyeball” your pointing, then refine it by looking at the LCD display.

If you have an older DSLR (like I do) where it only uses the LCD display on the back to show you the picture after you take it, aiming is a bit trickier, but still pretty easy. “Eyeball” your pointing, then look behind you at your shadow. If you can see the shadow of the lens, you’re still not pointing in the right direction. Move the tripod until you minimize the size of the camera’s shadow, meaning that you have it “square” to the sun. Shoot a picture and then look at the result on your LCD display – adjust accordingly. Easy peasy!

The mylar solar filter will make the sun’s image look very orange. No worries. As for the size of the sun’s image in the frame, it will be EXACTLY as big as the moon’s image is from when we were playing around with taking pictures of it with the same lens and camera.

This makes perfect sense if you think about it – what happens during a full solar eclipse? The moon passes directly in front of the sun and we see the solar corona because the angular size of the moon and sun are exactly the same. Right? (Yeah, yeah, annular eclipses, blah, blah, blah. Close enough for government work!)

So does it work?

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Yes! Yes it does. These pictures were taken on June 5, 2012 when a very rare event, a transit of Venus, occurred. How rare? Transits of Venus occur in pairs eight years apart, and this was the second one of the pair that occurred in 2004 and 2012. The previous pair were in 1874 and 1882, while the next pair will be in 2117 and 2125.

That rare.

So, that black dot that you see at about the two o’clock position? That’s the planet Venus silhouetted against the face of the sun.

Of course, it’s moving. It can take hours to cross the face of the sun. From Los Angeles I took pictures from about 17:20 to 19:25, at which point the sun was setting. Then, to prove that it really was moving (I don’t think NASA really needed my proof, but it’s a nice little exercise to do anyway.) I took five frames covering that 2:05 period and put them together using Photoshop.

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All with my off-the-shelf camera, tripod, telephoto lens, a $1 mylar card (OK, it was $5 ’cause I waited until that morning) and a little bit of caution and cleverness.

POP QUIZ: What should you never, EVER do because it really, REALLY will make you go blind?

Very good. You get ice cream.

I need to go find some aurora some day.

 

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Flash Fiction: Ejecta

Last week’s “Flash Fiction Challenge” from Chuck Wendig was to write the last line of a story. You can find my contribution here.

Chuck then picked his favorite five (by which he meant ten) submissions (sadly, mine was not one of them) and this week’s challenge is to pick one of the ten and write 1,000 words or so using that line as the first line of our story.

Here’s what I wrote (thanks to Ben Dodge):

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The old man lying in the hold died three minutes later.

“What are we supposed to do now?” the Navigator asked the Captain, who was staring at the glowing flat green line on the monitor.

“How the hell am I supposed to know?” he asked. “They didn’t cover this sort of thing at the Academy. Doctor, any suggestions? Is there anything more that you can learn from his corpse that we don’t already know?”

“It’s possible, but not likely,” the Doctor replied. “We’ve been monitoring and scanning him ever since we picked him up. We took every kind of physical sample we could, but given the circumstances we obviously need to keep those in quarantine. We don’t have the setup to do an autopsy without taking him out of the hold and into sick bay. You saw how he died. I can’t recommend that we do anything that would expose all of us to whatever he had. I think we’ve done everything we can do.”

“Got it. Any idea yet what it was that ate him from the inside out?”

“No clue, beyond the obvious assumptions. It has to be some variation or mutation of something he brought with him. The proverbial cold virus gone horribly wrong after being mutated in some way, probably by exposure to a burst of cosmic background radiation. We’ve seen this before a few times. We haven’t found anything alive outside of the gas giants, big moons, and planets. What passes for DNA anyplace off Earth isn’t compatible with ours. No one’s going to get turned into a rotting horror by a terror from deep space.”

“Just to cover our asses, what’s our worst case scenario if we dump the body? Let’s assume that they might like to examine him back at MedHQ. Could we somehow get his body into a courier drone and send it back to them?”

The Doctor looked thoughtful for a second, then shook his head. “Possibly, but I would be concerned about making sure that they knew how dangerous and possibly contagious his remains are. If we were going to deliver his body personally to their quarantine facility and make damn sure that they knew what a potential ticking time bomb they were being handed, sure. But with a drone, who knows what one screw up could mean? I don’t think we should risk it. We have the samples that we’ll deliver personally the next time back, but there’s no scientific or medical reason to keep the whole body and we don’t have any safe place to put it. Do we know of any other reason to keep it?”

The Captain looked at the Navigator. “Any ID yet? Family to worry about? Is anyone going to demand to know why we didn’t bring a spacesuit full of goo back for a proper burial at some God forsaken outpost?”

“No, sir, the system’s got nothing on him. It’s the same old story with these out-system freelancers. They’re mostly hermits and whack jobs. The AI in the hut on that ice ball is barely bright enough to keep life support and navigation going. He had it headed in for a Jupiter orbit, but they don’t have any record of him letting them know he was on his way. That’s not unusual either.”

“Did you change the AI’s targeting trajectory as ordered?”

“Yes, sir, it’ll be heading outbound now. We put a pinger on the AI’s radio to warn everyone else away and it’s now on a max-V burn out of the system. If the drive holds up it should be gone completely in a couple of decades, but even if it craters it’ll be a long way out there. Why don’t we just have it haul his body along with it?”

“Are you volunteering to take it back over there? Do you have a red shirt that you’re dying to try on?”

“No, sir, but I have a suggestion. He’s still right inside of the outer doors where he collapsed. We could pull up a klick or so away from the comet with that door facing it. Probably best over by all of that loose ice & debris where the drive was dug in. If we pressurize the hold up to about ten atmospheres and then blow the door, it should kick him out pretty solidly and bury him way down into the loose ice.”

“Not a bad idea, it could almost work,” the Captain said. “Do it. When it’s done, set a course to get us back on our original heading and get us going. After he’s gone, run a full decon routine on that hold, then run another. I’ll be my cabin trying to forget watching his face melt away.”

An hour later the Navigator had maneuvered the patrol ship next to the unnamed ball of ice, hovering close to a large field of soft snow and ice tailings, the scout ship’s drive matching the low thrust from the ion drive embedded in the tail end of the comet. At the appointed moment the thrusters opposite the comet fired to drive the ship toward the ice, followed momentarily by the hold hatch door blowing open and ejecting the old man’s body like a bullet.

As expected, the body buried itself into the ice and snow, sending up a spray of ejecta. The force of the decompression mostly offset the ship’s velocity toward the comet, and not much of the debris cloud landed on the ship’s outer hull.

Not much – but enough.

As the scout ship slowly pivoted to her new heading and started thrusting gently away, a thin patina of icy debris clung to her skin in a couple dozen spots. Originally buried deep inside the comet until it was dug out during the installation of the ion drive, now sprayed across the scout ship’s hull, slowly the thin patches of ice, snow, and something else started to find and join with each other, seeking a way into their new home.

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Odds & Sods For Wednesday, July 17th

Item The First: That was an interesting little exercise out at the ISS yesterday! In case you missed it, a spacewalk scheduled for six and a half hours got cut short after a little more than an hour due to a dangerous condition with one of the space suits. The suit worn by Italian/ESA astronaut Luca Parmitano started to leak water (probably the water used for cooling, but too early to be sure yet) inside of his helmet.

The problem is that water in microgravity doesn’t act like water here on the ground – see this video and this video for recent demonstrations from Chris Hadfield of how water acts on ISS. Loose water tends to float around, clump into balls, and cling through surface tension to surfaces.

Surfaces like your face. Since you’re in a space suit in the vacuum of space, you can’t just wipe the water off. So the water will spread over your head and face. And fill your ears – which left Luca almost completely unable to hear his radio. And fill your eyes – which left Luca almost completely unable to see. And cover the inside of the face plate – which meant that even what he could see out of his eyes was blurred by the water on the helmet glass.

By the time they had recognized the problem, aborted the spacewalk, and got Luca back into the airlock, they had a couple of reports that the water was getting into his nose and mouth. They later reported that there had not been a significant amount of water (YET!) there, but did admit at a press conference that if the problem had gotten worse without getting him inside and the helmet off, drowning could have been a possibility.

Do you still think that space travel is boring and routine just because we’ve gotten pretty good at doing a nearly impossible thing? Think again. It’s not that space travel is ever going to be easy or routine. It’s just that the people we have doing it are really, really good.

Item The Second: I ranted a while back about the freakin’ idiots at the AQMD wanting to shut down the beach fire pits because of the “air pollution” they cause while I wondered about how much pollution there could possibly be, especially compared to the regular brush fires we get here.

On July 12th they voted and put restrictions into place. It’s not a total ban, but it still seems to be another idiot rule by idiot bureaucrats and idiot politicians who then have the gall to wonder why we think they’re freakin’ idiots (if they ever bother to think what the general public thinks about them in the first place).

Item The Third: In better news, after I wrote about the impending closure of the the Military Aviation Museum in Virginia Beach, I got a nice email from David Hunt, the Director of the Military Aviation Museum. He gave me an update and a link to a follow-up article, indicating that things aren’t quite as grim as first indicated. While the museum will be looking to sell a couple of its aircraft in order to raise some capital, there are no immediate plans to sell the entire collection, close the museum, or shut down the airport.

Great news! Still, if you’re in the mid-Atlantic area and you’ve got an afternoon (or a day) free and you like airplanes, go give them a visit! Tell the docents how great they are! Tell David I sent you! Buy some stuff from the gift shop to help out, they’ve got some great warbird Hawaiian shirts!

Item The Fourth: With a “like” by Otrazhenie on Tuesday’s Sacramento Roses post, WordPress now tells me that I’ve gotten 100 “likes” since I started WLTSTF. After three more people hit the “follow” button last night, there are now thirty-seven people following WLTSTF, and I think only three or four of you are folks I actually know.

I have no way of knowing if that’s good, bad, or otherwise, but it pleases me greatly just on general principles. I would like to take this opportunity to thank all of you who read WLTSTF and take the time to comment, hit the “like” and/or “follow” buttons, make a Facebook comment, or otherwise participate.

I would probably continue to blather on just to hear myself think (and to get in some steady writing practice, which was the original reason for “draining the swamp”), but it’s ever so much more fun when it’s a dialogue rather than a monologue.

Item The Fifth: There was a quiz in Spanish class on Monday, as expected. I got 13/15, The Long-Suffering Wife got 12/15, which was great considering that she had missed class the previous work due to a work commitment. We also got to do the “Paul & Ronnie: A Cute Couple” show and further established ourselves as the class clowns. We also established that “It’s not easy being Pablo”.

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Sacramento Roses

I take a lot of pictures.

I take pictures of different things for different reasons. If you flip through things here on WLTSTF you will have seen pictures of raccoon, airplanes, dogs, cats, the sky, clouds, and I’ve mentioned the couple of years that I did a “Picture-A-Day” posted to Facebook.

I take a lot of pictures. Especially when I’m visiting someplace new.

You don’t even want to think about travelling with me unless you want to be patient while I take pictures of everything. Ask my son about the fall trip to Ohio when he swears I was trying to take a picture of every single freakin’ red & gold leaf on every single freakin’ tree in the state. Ask my Pepperdine classmates how many pictures I took on our EMBA trip to Prague and Brussels. Ask my kids how many pictures I took on my “3 Weeks, 3 Kids, 3 Countries” tour last year.

I take a lot of pictures. I’m sure you’ll be seeing a lot more of them here.

One thing that I like to take pictures of (aside from critters, pets, family, airplanes, stars, and clouds) are flowers. They’re pretty, they’re bright, they’re infinitely variable, and they’re easy to take decent pictures of.

These are from the International World Peace Rose Garden at the east end of Capitol Park in Sacramento. It’s lovely, you should wander through for a while if you’re in the area.

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Sorry, I can’t tell you what type of roses any of them are. I’m not an expert and I didn’t take notes. I just had a few minutes to wander, I had my camera, and I took pictures of a bunch of those that I thought were really pretty.

I take a lot of pictures.

 

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Jenny, Jenny, Who Can We Turn To?

The producers of ABC’s “The View” have decided that their latest hostess on their afternoon talk show will be Jenny McCarthy.

Ms. McCarthy has a couple of notable highlights to her career. She was a Playboy centerfold in 1993 and later Playmate of the Year. She has done some modeling. She has had some roles in some truly forgettable films and won a couple of Razzie Awards for them. She played a recurring character, a ditzy, buxom, blonde, on “Two & A Half Men”. (What a stretch of her acting chops!)

And she has become quite the spokesperson campaigning against childhood vaccinations, loudly and proudly pushing the completely false and discredited notion that vaccines cause autism.

Why is she now a hostess on a daily, mid-afternoon talk show aimed at the stay-at-home mom demographic? Her track record shows that she meets the definition of “pretty” used by Hugh Hefner and the mythical Charlie Harper. And…

That’s it. There is no second qualification that I can see.

But she is passionate, if ignorant and terribly misguided, about telling other parents to NOT let their pediatricians give their kids immunizations for measles, polio, chickenpox, diphtheria, hepatitis, flu, mumps, pertussis, rubella, tetanus, and so on.

Others have been making a fuss over this far more eloquently than I can. For example:

  • The James Randi Educational Foundation in 2008 gave Ms. McCarthy a Pigasus Award for contributions to pseudoscience.
  • Phil Plait (“The Bad Astronomer”) has a great article on his Slate blog here.
  • Time magazine’s television critic James Poniewozik has an excellent article here.
  • The Anti-Vaccine Body Count is keeping score.
  • Google “Jenny McCarthy Vaccine” and just watch all of the news articles pop up.

Parents get to make choices every day on how their kids are going to be raised, and with a very few exceptions that’s the way it’s supposed to be and has to be. (Sorry, those exceptions – if you’re raising your toddlers with rattlesnakes as babysitters, for example, that’s probably over the line in my book.) Parents should always be trying to do their best to make informed decisions on behalf of their children, not just following anyone blindly.

But too many people can’t or won’t make a distinction between a medical expert that they see in the flesh every few months and a “celebrity” they see sitting next to Barbara Walters on an “entertainment” show every day. They take that celebrity’s word as fact, when it’s really 100% opinion, and an opinion that’s been repeatedly proven to be horribly, dangerously wrong.

In this case it’s even worse, because it’s not just the anti-vaxxers’ children who are going to get sick. When they get sick they spread the disease to others. Google for articles about the upswing in measles and whooping cough caused by the failure of parents to immunize in the past couple of decades, even though these diseases are almost entirely preventable. Judge for yourself the damage that has already been done throughout society by these misguided, inaccurate, discredited campaigns of fear and ignorance.

Do you think that having tens of thousands of kids with preventable diseases every year is helping to drive down the cost of health care for you and me and everyone else?

Who do you want to listen to when making life and death decisions for your children. Your doctor, who went to eight or ten years of medical school and is backed by tens of thousands of researchers and decades of data and clinical trials?

Or Miss October 1993?

What’s that old song by Tommy Tutone? “Jenny, I got your number… 8-6-7-5-3-0-9”

We always thought it was a phone number. Maybe it’s the number of children who are going to suffer and possibly die from completely preventable diseases now that ABC has given Jenny a pulpit.

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Random Blatherationings For July 14th

OK, that was really weird – I had typed “Random Blatherings” into the title and the spell check doesn’t like “Blatherings”, but just to be even more goofy and stupid I changed it to “Blatherationings” and now it seems fine. “Blatherationings” is really, really a word? Really?

OK, this is either not going at all the way I expected or it’s going exactly as it needs to – or both.

Seventy-six consecutive days and seventy-nine posts into this adventure, brain fried, not in a “writing mood”, realizing that it’s exactly today that I most need to get something written, can’t even do an “Odds & Sods” post because I’ve gotten one half-written already with several follow-ups to previous posts but I need to do some actual research to finish that off; I really should be studying my Spanish numbers for tomorrow night’s quiz; it’s too cloudy to go out and shoot more astrophotos of the moon and/or Venus and/or Saturn tonight; and I think that I’ve finally made this enough of a run-on sentence (which I know that I tend to do and I try to limit it but sometimes it’s just my own thematic style, a work in progress) to really piss off my daughter the English teacher…

…so instead let’s do this. Three rolls of the “I’m feeling lucky” wheel on Google, I’ll spout opinion and bullshit, with luck some of you will read it, with more luck some of you will be moved to make some comment on it, we’ll get a conversation going here, and we’ll call it a night.

Going to a random word generator, my three seed words for Google are “unease”, “ichthyoid”, and “exit”. (This is going to be a disaster.)

Unease – I get the definition of the word at The Free Dictionary website. What this makes me think of first is how boring “The Free Dictionary” is despite its usefulness. It’s better than dictionary.com because you don’t have the ads and so on, but a much better site which I dearly love is The Urban Dictionary (guaranteed NSFW!!).

If you want to be uneasy, just get caught reading The Urban Dictionary at work by a prudish, conservative boss. But if you see some term in the press or on Twitter or FaceBook or whatever and you’re thinking, “Huh! Kids these days! I wonder what that means?” then The Urban Dictionary is the first place to go. Just don’t go if you’re easily shocked.

For example, on the front page of the site you’ll get the “Word of the Day”. The word for July 12th was “lane splitting”, a pretty benign term from the motorcycle world that I’m sure you can all figure out. On the other hand, the word for July 8th was “wub one out”, the definition of which contains a number of words that I can guarantee you my mother has never use or has never heard.

Ichthyoid – and we’re right back to the definition in The Free Dictionary (“a fish or fishlike vertebrate”) and whole page of other definition sources, so let’s page through the Google listings for something more interesting (they’re my rules, I just made them up fifteen minutes ago, I’ll trash them as I see fit!) and look at what’s on the “green ‘l’ in ‘Gooooooooogle'” page.

This is…promising. It’s a YouTube video from April of someone dancing in their living room wearing a blue & yellow “fur suit” to the song “Thrift Shop” by (apparently) Macklemore & Ryan Lewis? (Obviously, rap and contemporary pop are not my strong suit!)

First of all, the fur suit is kind of an anime/furry thing and it’s not bad if she (I’m assuming it’s a “she”) is going to ComicCon or something for some cosplay. (“Cosplay” is another term you can look up on The Urban Dictionary…) Or trying out as a mascot for the high school sports teams. The dance routine doesn’t suck and if she’s doing it impromptu to the song she’s doing a good job. Just recording this and putting it up on YouTube shows she has more guts than I would about that sort of thing.

I just don’t think she understands what “ichthyoid” means when she named her video “Ichthyoid Zombie”. She’s not fish-like – she’s a furry critter with a tail, like an anime fox or raccoon. And most of the zombies I see mentioned (except for Brad Pitt’s) don’t dance, they do more shuffling and stumbling. But perhaps I’m subscribing to an outdated stereotype.

What would really be cool (and this really isn’t a “me” thing) would be if I had an army of followers and readers like John Scalzi or Wil Wheaton. Right now this video has 218 views – if I were one of them, in the morning it would have 21,800 views. Wouldn’t that freak her out? THAT would be cool! C’mon, everyone reading this, go to the link if you haven’t already and get some friends to do it too, let’s see if we can double the view count overnight!!

Exit – so just maybe the “I’m Feeling Lucky” choices on Google are sponsored. This gives me the website for the Syfy show “Exit”, which a brief perusal shows to be a brand new (two full episodes available to watch online now!!) reality-television game show of some sort.

Eeeeeewwww!!!

I would like to give Syfy some love, but I just can’t. I’ve been a huge fan of science fiction and fantasy since childhood. I’ve been a card-carrying SF fan, going to cons, running cons, publishing fanzines, voting for the Hugo Awards, and so on for thirty-five years now.

I hate Syfy.

I never really hated them when they started out as “The Sci-Fi Channel” (not just because “sci-fi” is what mundanes called science fiction to belittle it while “SF” was what the fans called it) showing nothing but constant repeats of really old, really bad “B-movies”. I just didn’t watch them much.

I disliked them when they started making really bad “B-movies” of their own. I know there are some who think that they’ve now gotten so bad that they’re good (i.e., last Friday’s “Sharknado”) but I’ll say it – the Emperor has no clothes. Their programs suck.

And I really started hating them when they started committing a significant chunk of their schedule to showing “wrestling”, as in WWE or WWF or WWsomethingreallyfreakin’stupid.

Why can’t they be showing “Star Trek” re-runs, and “Twilight Zone”, and classic SF movies, and “Outer Limits”, and hell, even “Lost In Space”, “Time Tunnel”, and “Voyage To The Bottom Of The Sea”? The worst episode of any of those shows would be better than the crap they have on there now.

And since they have the name “Sci-Fi” or “Syfy” or however they want to market it this year, that’s what a significant portion of the population thinks of when they think of science fiction. They’re taking something I love as wonderful and thoughtful and intellectual and mind expanding and they’re using it as corporate wrapping paper for stale dog turd and old fish guts.

I hate them. Won’t watch. Ever.

There, that was a pretty good rant, right? I guess maybe this idea worked as a blunt force exercise to jump start my muse for the evening. I like it!

And now to study some Spanish numbers. Uno! Dos! Tres! Cuatro! (Insert “Wooly Bully” here.)

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Intermediate Astrophotography (Part One – July 13th Update)

Yesterday we talked about the first efforts to take astrophotos with the camera attached to a small telescope, essentially using the telescope as a honkin’ big telephoto lens. Last night I tried again using the same setup with the moon a day further along in its monthly cycle.

photo1_smallHere you can see the camera attached to the telescope, with the small finder scope just to the left of the camera.

photo2_smallThere were still clouds in the area, very pretty and pink and cotton candy like, but a pain for this kind of work.

IMG_8385_small(Click on the images to view or download the full sized versions.)

The southern limb of the moon. On all of the pictures here (as with almost all astrophotography) south is up, so the pictures appear to be flipped compared to maps. There are all kinds of good lunar maps online if you would like to play along.

When these pictures were taken, the moon was 21% illuminated, four days and twenty hours past new. This picture was a 1/60 second exposure and slightly blurry due to vibration.

The large, round, flat area just to the right of the terminator and just above the bottom of the picture is Mare Nectaris. The large crater sticking up (to the south) out of it, half open, is Fracastorius, approximately 124km wide. The crater just above (south) of that with the really nice central peak just being illuminated is Piccolomini (88km).

IMG_8399_smallA 1/100 second exposure. In the center, below (north of) Mare Nectaris we see Mare Tranquillitatis, the Sea of Tranquility, where Apollo 11 landed in 1969. The large, circular area near the limb below (north) of that is Mare Crisium. The two prominent craters near the terminator at the very bottom (north) are Aristoteles (87 km, nearly fully illuminated) and Eudoxus (67 km, rim illuminated but floor deep in shadow).

Not fantastic, not spectacular, but not bad for two nights’ work. Still plenty of room for improvement, but to a good first approximation it’s working!

What’s next? Well, not too far above the horizon, about twenty or thirty degrees to the north of the moon there’s this really, really bright object. What is it?

IMG_8448_smallThis is a 1/100 second exposure, so even with all of that dark night sky there this is a bright object, but much smaller than the moon. Yet it’s not quite a pinpoint, seems to have an actual discernible structure or form.

Cropped_Venus_Actual_ImageIf we isolate the central image we can see that it appears to be showing phases, much like the moon does. But no other detail, no surface features.

Of course we know what it is (Venus), but did we actually photograph it correctly, seeing the phase and not just some random jiggle in the telescope rig, smearing a stellar pinpoint into something bigger? For confirmation, let’s go to a really neat website run by the US Naval Observatory:

USNO_Venus_Predicted_ImageThis is a computer-generated image of what Venus should look like at the time that my picture was taken. It most certainly appears that for the first time I’ve gotten a good photography of Venus!

Clouds permitting, we’ll continue to watch the moon as it heads toward full moon on July 22nd. It’s amazing how features can vary so widely on how they look as the lighting and shadows change. A couple hundred years ago, using telescopes less powerful than the one I’ve got and with no photography, these kinds of observations and measurements gave astronomers the first accurate idea of how big the craters and mountains of the moon were.

As far as Venus is concerned, Galileo’s observation of the phases of Venus (and Mercury) were a key point in the evidence that the sun was at the center of the solar system. (Planets inside our orbit show phases while planets outside our orbit do not. Simple geometry from there.) While the Catholic Church forced him to recant in order to avoid being burned at the stake as a heretic, the facts and the evidence remain.

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