My boss Al is retiring and today’s his last day at work. All morning I’ve had this in my head, so I’m sharing with you.
The song doesn’t reflect my or, to my knowledge, Al’s views on the matter.
Part-time prevaricator
My boss Al is retiring and today’s his last day at work. All morning I’ve had this in my head, so I’m sharing with you.
The song doesn’t reflect my or, to my knowledge, Al’s views on the matter.
Well, this is pretty cool:
Thanks to extensive computer simulations, the researchers have calculated that the current asymmetry [in the counts of Trojan asteroids] could only have occurred if Jupiter was formed four times further out in the solar system and subsequently migrated to its current position. During its journey towards the sun, Jupiter’s own gravity then drew in more Trojans in front of it than behind it.
Jupiter’s unknown journey revealed
Image credit: NASA/JPL-Caltech/SwRI/MSSS/Kevin M. Gill
This time last year, I was still wearing hard plastic eye-shields to bed, thanks to my laser eye surgery. But my vision has been 20/16 since then, and the only glasses I’ve had to wear are sunglasses and (to my wife’s evergreen amusement) reading glasses.
Thanks to Dr. Rocha and his entire crew for making my eyes better than they’ve been since, oh, grade 2 or so.
(That’s still not my eyeball. Photo by Vanessa Bumbeers on Unsplash)
This past Saturday, the sky was clear and the auroral forecast looked promising, so I drove out to a dark spot to check out out. The aurora, if it was there at all, was a very faint smear at the extreme northern horizon. But I had bought a coffee, so I stuck around long enough to get some star trails.
The photo is about 150 images, 10 seconds each, ISO 800, f/2.8, 11mm, all stacked in GIMP. The waxing half-moon lit the foreground for me.
Last night my wife and I were contemplating going to the movies. She really wanted to see the cystic-fibrosis–related teen rom-com/drama Five Feet Apart, and I wanted to see the post–alien-invasion SF drama Captive State. So we compromised: she went to Five Feet Apart, and I went to Captive State.
Continue reading “Review: Captive State”Over on Tor.com, a discussion of Sir Terry Pratchett’s works, and how there’s more to them—far more—than just silly puns and goofy characters.
Terry Pratchett is best known for his incompetent wizards, dragon-wielding policemen, and anthropomorphic personifications who SPEAK LIKE THIS. And we love him for it. Once we’re done chuckling at Nanny Ogg’s not-so-subtle innuendos and the song about the knob on the end of the wizard’s staff, however, there’s so much more going on beneath the surface of a Pratchett novel.
Read the whole article; it’s worth it.
Since we were in Edmonton, I stocked up on author fuel whiskey.
After two previous attempts got lost in the mail (or else lost in customs), my artistic license finally arrived sometime between last Wednesday (when we left for Edmonton) and yesterday (when I checked the mail).
Continue reading “Artistic License”I can’t decide which one I want to read first. I really like Join Scalzi’s writing; I loved Son of a Trickster and I’m looking forward to reading more of Eden Robinson’s prose; but man, Sara Gran’s last novel ended on such a cliffhanger, so I’m leaning towards The Infinite Blacktop.