Thursday, September 20, 2018

Tears from Hades

Barely made it to my vehicle, today, before the sky opened up. As I sat down and buckled up, large, sporadic drops were already beginning to fall. Before I left the lot, there were buckets being dumped on my windshield.

Before I got to 80, the rain stopped and the ground looked dry. The sky was clear and blue all day before, during and after the shower. We used to say that meant the devil was beating his wife.

Wednesday, September 19, 2018

The Biggest Fires You Can Play With

Chalk it up to too much star-gazing, but there's something different in the night sky. Classical variables are not usually this confusing. Collimation of optics may be altering the flow of photons, or maybe it's mental collimation; you want to believe you see something extraordinary, yet Occam's Razor cuts you pretty deep.

Call it instinct, but this particular variable is very curious. Careful examination will eventually produce definitive evidence. Could it be true?

Tuesday, September 18, 2018

Lengthen Night and Shorten Day

It is definitely getting dark earlier. Won't be long until the cool autumn weather. It'll be nice to get back up to the property without worrying about ticks and temperature.

Monday, September 17, 2018

Sweet Maggie Bones


You looked after Sheena when she got old. I know Drift would have appreciated that. You made Amy happy; I appreciate that. I'll miss seeing you and petting your head and big floppy ears.

Goodbye, Ms. Maggie Bones.

Sunday, September 16, 2018

A Full Tank

Sometimes, things just work out. It can seem like there's no logical reason for it, but they just do. Chances can even be completely against it, yet, somehow, things just click.

A cynic would probably say it just means you're in for some real nasty stuff when the law of averages catches up. Maybe so. But for now, it's all good.

Saturday, September 15, 2018

Under the Dome

Firefall on a Sunday afternoon… Why does the Planetarium seem more compelling than regular movies, now? Are new movies that uninteresting? Am I just that pitiful?

Friday, September 14, 2018

Gray Areas

Is it lame that a fantasy of mine was to be able to have a nice Ham rig, late-night listening to Gerry Rafferty while DXing interesting sounds from around the world? Glancing through the window at my giant reflecting telescope cooling down in the yard for a late night star party...

Yeah.

Eldritch, electrical snow... the nebulous areas of perplexion are where it happens. The gray areas grab my attention. Truth lies under that achromatically colored veil. When the mysteries reveal themselves, it will be worth the wait.