Monthly Archives: November 2020

That Moment, November 10th Version

That moment when it’s been another frantic looooooooong day and there’s no end in sight and you’re absolutely on your last nerve and all of a sudden your phone just starts screeching with one of those “EMERGENCY ALERT!!!” notices…

…so your gut starts going “PANIC! PANIC!” while your brain says “Bye Bye!” to reality and all you can think of as you teeter on the verge of hysteria is:

And now, back to our regularly scheduled FY21-22 budget marathon.

2 Comments

Filed under Deep Thoughts, Disasters, Paul

No Context For You – November 09th

Oopsey?

It’s both good and bad to dive so far down into the work in a race to hit a deadline that you literally have no idea what time it is when you come up for air. It’s good because there’s a real sense of accomplishment when you hit your goal and pull off a very challenging task successfully. It’s bad because, dude, it’s just numbers – do you even remember the last time you spent a couple hours reading a book “just because?”

Tomorrow’s goals, maybe.

Leave a comment

Filed under Photography

Puffy Cloud Panorama

After adrenaline comes the crash and exhaustion…

And then more adrenaline…

A couple of weather systems have been moving through SoCal this weekend, bringing the season’s first snow up over the Grapevine, a few showers around the area (I don’t think we’ve gotten a drop, damn it!) which can be hazardous and cause mudslides in those recently burned areas, made it windy as hell, and brought the temperatures way down near freezing at night.

It’s the winds that are probably responsible for knocking out the power three times at the office. Since it was out long enough and often enough to outlast all of the Uninterruptable Power Supplies and kill the server and my office computer, I got to panic and run in to bring everything online again so I can hit my deadlines for tomorrow.

It’s a hell of a drug.

So is sleep. Or so I hear, at least.

Leave a comment

Filed under Panorama, Photography, Weather

Adrenaline

The good news, of course, was that as expected over the last couple of days, Day Five of the 2020 election finally got enough votes counted in Nevada and Pennsylvania (Georgia and Arizona are still up in the air, even now) to push Joe Biden over 270 electoral votes and the networks and news organizations both domestically and internationally all declared him the President-elect.

Of course, the whiny, spoiled, guanopsychotic man-baby in the White House who made the last years such a shit show is threatening to sue everyone and everything and never, ever concede defeat. But so far there’s not a single shred of evidence that he has a single fact to back up his insanity (pretty much like every other day of his regime’s atrocities for the last four years) so I don’t see that going far.

In the relief and realizing that we had been holding our breath for days and days and days (“I’m going to hold my breath until either I or Georgia turn blue” was one comment I saw), there was a tremendous release of adrenaline in the celebrations. Watching the outpouring of joy across the country made me truly realize just how much stress we had all been under. Even though it’s not over, I think we can see the finish line from here. Please, sweet baby Jesus, let us be seeing the finish line from here…

An hour after getting that great news, because of course life has to be a freaking roller coaster ALL THE TIME, I got this on my phone:

Again, the adrenal gland is designed for speed over accuracy, that whole “better to ask forgiveness” thing in a wetware implementation. The brain took a second to go, “Oh, his phone just got triggered and went off after detecting an ‘accident’ because he’s riding roller coasters at that theme park there.” (See, I told you it has to be a freaking roller coaster ALL THE TIME!) I’ve had my iWatch detect an ‘accident’ when I was hammering on something and set off my phone’s “ARE YOU OKAY??!!” response. And yes, that’s what happened and he’s fine.

But between the stress of this entire week and the stress of this year and the release of relief and then this shot of adrenaline, well… I’m sure there are a fair number of you out there who will agree that the whole country could really, REALLY use a good night’s sleep.

Sleep in tomorrow, forgive yourself any tasks that you think are critical and don’t get started early enough. Skip church if that’s your thing, or at least allow yourself to be late. God will understand – tell him I said it was okay. If you have to watch the 10:00 football games (the Chiefs are an early game tomorrow, damn!) maybe watch it from bed instead of after being up and running around doing errands and housework for four hours already.

EGBOK – Everything’s Gonna Be OK!

2 Comments

Filed under Family, Politics

2020 Election Day Five

We’re in Hell, aren’t we?

Thank god we’re getting all of the really good memes out of this. And Gritty, the mascot for the Philadelphia Flyers hockey team, is our new national hero.

Yet another one of those occasions when I would probably have a much easier time of it if I simply didn’t give a damn.

Maybe tomorrow. I mean, really, second grade math says that when you get to 99.99% of the votes counted, there can only be maybe 1,000 to 5,000 left, and someone has a 40,000 vote lead, you can decide who won, right?

Maybe tomorrow.

Leave a comment

Filed under Politics

No Context For You (November 05)

Day Three of the 2020 US Election FROM HELL!

How are we all doing? I’m still breathing, but the stress, the uncertainty, the sore shoulder, the swarm of deadlines coming at me like locust, and the bad piece of salmon tonight are taking their toll. Still, dare I say it, it could be worse.

I don’t think we’re QUITE going to get to the point tonight where the networks will declare Biden the new President-elect – but I have no doubt that it will happen. The math is too straightforward and there are way, way too many ballots still to be counted, the vast majority of which are still coming in for Biden. It’s just a matter of time.

So while I crash and burn and go to bed, have a picture of…something…

Leave a comment

Filed under Photography, Politics

The Day After – Maybe

Four years ago I was still stunned but trying to regain my psychological balance. Humor, sarcasm (I tried to spell that “scarcasm” and it occurs to me that it might not be that inaccurate), and snark seemed to be my primary weapons (BIG surprise:)

When in doubt, do something really outrageous responsible, insane adult-like, and over the top mundane! That’s the way to stick it to the Man be boring as dishwater! George Carlin My mother and Abby Hoffman Sister Mary Thecla would be proud!

Well, this time around it’s better, in large part because what my brain and about a zillion pundits had said would happen has and a shit-ton of mail-in ballots got counted and more states started getting declared for Biden and very few for Beelzebub and as of the moment we need one more state of four outstanding to fall for Biden and it’s over. Well, except for the bazillion lawsuits and the threat of martial law and an actual coup…

So let’s all breathe. Drink some water.

Let’s watch something fun and/or funny – we watched the “David Byrne’s American Utopia” special on HBO (fourth viewing for me), then I caught the last 2/3 of “My Big Fat Greek Wedding” which was funny and wonderful, then I caught the last 2/3 of “Good Will Hunting” which was gut-wrenching and wonderful.

Tomorrow may or may not have answers. But we’ll get through it. Maybe we’ll even go to space again tomorrow – there’s a SpaceX satellite launch scheduled, you can watch online in the afternoon.

In the meantime, here’s a picture of the almost-full-ish moon and Mars from Sunday night, through some high clouds. It was taken with my iPhone and a nasty blue lens flare from the super bright moon edited out in Photoshop, but it’s still a pretty cool photo for an iPhone 8. I’m trying a new app (Halide) that someone recommended for über low light and astrophotography.

We’ll get through this, together.

Leave a comment

Filed under Astronomy, Photography, Politics

Still Inconceivable

Four years ago I though the results of the US Presidential election were beyond belief.

I’m feeling a smidgen better tonight, but it’s a really small smidgen.

Logically I know about all of the hundreds of thousands of votes still uncounted and that won’t be counted in some cases for days or even weeks. I know what the polling numbers have been in the last few weeks and I know what the record voter turnout should mean. I still think that when all is said and done Joe Biden will be the US President and the toxic embarrassment that is in the White House now will be forced to face trial for his crimes.

But that’s still a long way from a sure thing.

And even if it does happen, it’s still incredibly disturbing to know that 45% or more of my fellow citizens are perfectly all right voting for this vile, disgusting, evil person, even after his ignorance and contempt for this country have killed 250,000 of us and shattered our country’s standing in the world.

We have so much work still to do.

I had dared to hope that we were better than this, that we would have learned, that we could make better, more informed choices this time.

I was wrong.

Leave a comment

Filed under Politics

On The Precipice Of The Future

So… We all know what tomorrow is and what’s at stake. I’m feeling confident, but then again, I was feeling fine four years ago too, so once burned, twice shy.

But while contemplating the future for us all, I wanted tonight to make sure everyone had seen a couple of things that relate to a bigger, better future that’s important to me and all of us, even those not in the US.

First, today’s the 20th anniversary of the day the first crew boarded the International Space Station.

For every single day for the past twenty years, there have been at least two or three folks off the planet. Always. Every day.

That record is still fragile. If there were an emergency on ISS (and there have been a couple times when things could have gone south that badly) the crew can always escape in their Soyuz or Shuttle or Dragon or (soon) their Starliner and come home. But that endurance streak would be snapped.

Some time in the next few years there will probably be a Chinese station, independent of ISS. And there’s talk of the Russians taking their modules from ISS and breaking away to join with some new modules they’re building to make an independent station, separate from the ISS. And there might be independent, commercial stations, or even hotels and tourist stations, within the next ten years or so. And before that we’ll probably have folks living permanently in a station orbiting the moon or down on the lunar surface.

We just have to get there from here.

Meanwhile, way out in the solar system, an American robot spacecraft called OSIRIS-REx has been orbiting a “tiny” asteroid called Bennu for a couple of years. In that time it’s mapped the miniscule gravitational field (you or I could easily just jump off the asteroid with escape velocity) and mapped it to astonishing precision.

That biggest boulder in the lower right is 10-20 meters across, with the whole thing being roughly 490 meters in diameter. It’s a “rubble pile” asteroid, debris left over from the formation of the solar system a few billion years ago.

One key goal of the OSIRIS-REx mission was to get a sample from the surface and return it to Earth for study. To do this there’s an arm on the spacecraft with a collector plate that’s about the size of a large pizza pan and six or seven inches thick. OSIRIS-REx was designed to do a Touch And Go (TAG) maneuver where the head would come in contact softly (-ish) with the surface for a few seconds, a stream of gas would get sprayed, causing debris, dust, and rocks to get sprayed up into the collector plate and captured.

They had no idea how well or how poorly this would work. Put the plate down on a rock and you get nothing but a broken spacecraft. Put it down crooked or not flat and you only collect a few grams of material. A lot could go wrong, and this was all being done by a robot acting on its own. At the time of the sample retrieval, Bennu was 233 million miles from Earth, over 18 light-minutes away. We couldn’t control it “live,” we just had to program it and hope for the best.

Two weeks ago, on October 20th, they made their attempt. The surface had been mapped and a flat spot was targeted, but it was the size of a couple of parking spaces, with larger rocks all around that could destroy the arm. Was the surface going to be hard or rocky? Or super soft and fluffy so the collector plate would sink down in and be trapped? Or somewhere in between?

It was spectacular! The targeting was perfect, just a couple inches off after seven years in space, billions of miles traveled. The surface was soft and fluffy and the blast of air kicked up a HUGE cloud of material, much of it being trapped in the collector plate. The collector plate head actually sank down into the surface a foot or so, so it’s a good thing you or I weren’t there trying to jump off the surface. It’s so fluffy and loose we would probably sink right down in.

They were hoping to maybe collect 60 grams of material, about the size of a candy bar. Instead they filled the collector head with an estimated 4,000+ grams of material, so much that the mechanism for keeping it in got jammed open and they were starting to leak material. Before they could lose very much, they skipped a few anticipated steps and moved on to stowing the collector head and its treasure for the journey back to Earth.

My point is that we are capable of amazing things as a people, when we work together and dare to dream. Obviously the last four years have shown what can happen if we allow fear and hatred to separate us, and this year has shown what can happen and how many of us can die if we ignore science and reason.

But tomorrow that can change, and I’m hoping it will. We can start to fix the damage done in the last four years and to set sight on the stars again.

1 Comment

Filed under Astronomy, Politics, Space

Dragonfly

With the change from Daylight Saving Time, it was dark when I went out to BBQ tonight. I had the porch lights on, which drew a visitor.

There’s a small wetland area not too far away from us, as well as the Chatsworth Reservoir area just a couple miles north, so it’s not that unusual to see dragonflies.

What was odd, or at least behavior that I don’t recall seeing before, was how it beat around the light like a moth or earwig.

After I bothered it enough it flew off and landed on the stucco wall, where its wings practically disappeared from sight.

If you blow up the picture you can still see them, sort of.

Beautiful, ancient creature, a genetic line far, far older than humans. Just a little odd to see it out at night!.

1 Comment

Filed under Critters, Photography