
Or not.
Continue reading “There’s a huge bug in the tent.”
NASA scientists are studying planet magnetic fields and revisited raw data collected by Voyager 2 over three decades ago. They found that
Voyager 2 spotted a massive magnetic bubble pulling gas out of Uranus’ atmosphere.
https://www.space.com/uranus-gas-blob-voyager-2-discovery.html
Such loop-like plasmoids are typically formed as a spinning planet flings bits of its atmosphere to space. “Centrifugal forces take over, and the plasmoid pinches off.”
https://voyager.jpl.nasa.gov/news/details.php?article_id=119

Filipino Box Spring Hog, Tom Waits (1999) Album: Mule VariationsIf you don’t know who Tom Waits is, I truly feel sorry for you. Redeem yourself by clicking on this.
From the Dept. of Rare Honesty:
I received a letter from USAA this week.
“Attached is a check for $53.12. This amount represents a refund for all finance charges and fees that should have been reimbursed, as well as interest of $50.22.”
Apparently, the amount “disputed” was $2.90. Assuming 7.5% compounded interest, it dates to 1980. No idea what I “disputed.”
HUGE solar flare and more cool astrostuff.
“This is extremely dangerous to our democracy.”
Spontaneous human combustion cases are rising.
Why over 100 Seattle police quit the force (in their own words).
Interview with David Kahn (author of The Code Breakers) on modern cryptography trends (2013).
In 1968, Bernd Boettger escaped from East Germany with a home-made submarine. [Related escape story here.]
Why I Hate Australians is a rant from 2006. It’s got over 1,200 comments; more are added daily.
[Top image: Ol’ Blue Boar weighs 500 pounds, is missing an eye, has razor sharp teeth, and is the meanest pig in the world.]
From the Archives: 1 year ago. 5 years ago. 10 years ago.

[Found in here.]

I Love You For Seventy Mental Reasons, Red Ingle & the Natural Seven (1947). Video here.Ernest Jansen “Red” Ingle (1906 – 1965) was an American musician, singer and songwriter, arranger, cartoonist and caricaturist. He is best known for his comedy records with Spike Jones and later as Red Ingle and The Natural Seven.
Tardigrades Found in Parking Lot.
Ozzy Man reviews Live TV Fails [language warning].
The last flight of the Blue Angels’ F/A-18 Hornets.
What everyone needs right now: a cover of Fish Heads.
Colorized 1902 Footage of a ‘Flying Train’ Ride Through a German Town [via].
Time-lapse video of the US/Mexico Border Wall construction is pretty cool.
Type in the name of a favorite band to see others you might like.
You’ve probably eaten castoreum. It may simply be listed as “natural flavoring.” [h/t Paul Y.]
[Top image via text message, h/t Alan U.]
From the Archives: 1 year ago. 5 years ago. 10 years ago.
“Au siècle de la révolution industrielle, la technologie des automates est maîtrisée principalement par les artisans français. Alexandre-Nicolas Théroude, le créateur de cette pièce pour laquelle il a déposé un brevet en 1866, est connu pour avoir le premier su enfermer le mécanisme dans le corps de l’automate.”
“Flautiste” – Life-size Flute Player Automaton by Alexandre Nicolas Theroude (1807-1883), Paris, France, c.1869-77.
Joe Rinaudo and the American Fotoplayer on “California’s Gold” with (the late) Huell Howser, Season 17, Episode 7, February 18th, 2006.
From the YouTube comments:
Mayer Hawthorne has the Motown sound down. I heard this and thought “Why don’t I remember that one?” He once stated that, when working as a hip hop DJ, he began recording his own Motown-style tracks to avoid paying fees for sampling other artists’ work. That video made me grin. An excerpt of “The Walk” was used in a Blue Moon beer TV commercial in 2017.
The Beat Farmers were a great band from So. California. I got to see them several times in the 80s, and Road of Ruin seems appropriate for our times. (Two of the original members are gone: Country Dick Montana and Buddy Blue.)
Yeah, we may be on the road of ruin depending on how you look at things, and I’m not talking about the current election fraud. It’s the bigger picture that concerns me. Not much I can do about it.
See you back here tomorrow, rain or shine, and we’ll do something stupid together.
I had a CT scan last week. Just for the heck of it I asked if I could get a copy of the .dcm files and they burned me a DVD that included viewing software. Pure awesome.
I opened the program, fumbled around a bit, and found that I have a little happy dude living right under my chin.

In another file, there were soft-tissue images, and the little happy dude showed up there, too.

The scan turned up nothing significant. That made me VERY happy.