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This time last year I hit Hong Kong Market with a friend and dodged kids throwing poppers on the floor in celebration of Lunar New Year - Rat. Some folks were beginning to wear face masks. We were not yet wearing masks ourselves.

A few weeks later, another friend and I went to Rockfish Grill for their Mardi Gras specials. We decided we needed to do this again next year, but with many more people in tow. It was simple fun, folks going around handing out beads to patrons, and just lots of people enjoying a great evening out.

This year, I'm expecting to see a polar bear outside my window, and given the 133 car pile-up on the nearby freeway due to only a slight layer of ice, I'm avoiding freeways like the ... well, hell. I think we determined that phrase is kind of null and void now.

Just like how Mythbusters busted the Bull in a China Shop phrase.

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Nature's 4:30am wake-up was just rude.

Damned thunder and hail storms.

Looking at the radar, Mother Nature just wanted to taunt the Dallas-Fort Worth area. Nowhere else. Just us.
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I understand that the point of using those words is to calm the hysterical masses, but quite frankly they annoy the shit out of me. In this instance, there's a highly documented reason, and it's called physics, but our dumb ass human brothers and sisters don't want to hear it, or say it, or go into it. It's that need of having to dumb things down that annoys me so.

"Naturally eroding coastline" leaves 3 dead north of San Diego"
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We're set to break our all-time record high temperature today. The previous record was 90F/32.2C in 2011, and it's predicted we'll hit 92F/33.3C today.

All this while a "potentially historic" spring-time winter storm is set to dump around 2 feet of snow across the northern states.

We didn't have a single snow day this year here in the Dallas-Fort Worth area, yet the north is getting hit with this last-minute storm along with the polar vortex that plagued them earlier this year.
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The music in this is beautiful.

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Middle nephew that loves riding the big roller coaster rides with me asked if we could go to Six Flags today. He's learned from me the value of going to Six Flags on skeptical weather days, like cold, possibly rainy days in the fall, and scattered thunderstorm days like today.

We got rained on twice, once as soon as we arrived and again right after eating dinner. That second storm cell included a few park-wide notices of the weather service alert accompanying it, which the alarm sound over the intercom made Little Bit nervous for a moment. I had to pull up the radar on my phone and talk him through understanding that it wasn't a tornado warning, and that we were safer staying there than leaving and driving in the car TOWARDS the oncoming assault. We stayed in the restaurant while the bulk of the second storm passed, which had already started losing power once it reached us and was only a mid-level rain rather than the OMG pummel of doom it started out as on the other side of Fort Worth. The A/C was making us cold, so we were happy to start walking around in the light rain again once the storm subsided. There were puddles to walk through everywhere, and nephew, along with many younger kids throughout the park, were loving stomping and splashing in them. Some bigger puddles were unavoidable while walking through the wait-line corrals Luckily I wore sandals instead of socks and shoes. I know how crinkled my feet get when they're trapped in water-logged shoes all day, like they did when I was a teen and rode the soaking water rides first thing upon arrival on a hot, hot summer day.

Our drink spilled a total of three times - once on the table, once on him while we were on a ride, and once on my hoodie while it was sitting in the bin during another ride. Apparently the lid doesn't seal as well as it should. Luckily we were already thoroughly damp, so while the spillage added a level of soaking to our clothes, you couldn't tell while walking amongst the other water-drenched souls.

The park was emptying out by the time we arrived at around 4pm, so much so that I thought maybe they had decided to close due to the rain, but they stayed open the full day until 9pm. I think most people got in their fun in the morning before the rains started, but those dry folks probably also had much longer lines to stand in. There were absolutely no lines for us. The longest we waited for a single ride was The Justice League at maybe 30 minutes, which on a normal busy day is 2+ hours. I know this because the first time we rode it I got leg cramps from a 2-hr long line, and I've seen the corral be even fuller than that on some days.

We ate a churro and popcorn and carried around that Mr. Pibb in our free refill bottle. We rode the Batman ride with zero wait. We had a burger, chicken nuggets, onion rings, fries, a fruit cup, a fruit roll-up, and Pepperidge Farm Goldfish for dinner. Then we rode The Justice League and Runaway Mountain, the two inside rides we knew would for sure be open again once the storm passed over. Then we rode The Texas Giant twice, The Titan twice, and The Texas Giant another two times. Any other regular summer day, weekend or not, and ALL of those rides would have ~2 hours wait times.

In summary, 5 hours, a snack, a dinner, two water shows, and 9 rides, all for the cost of gas (since we have the season pass with meals).

At least I didn't have to worry about sunscreen.

The best parts about today were our conversations to and from the park. Little Bit definitely has a scientific mind. On the way out he asked about the myth that green skies always means tornado, and I explained super cell clouds, wall clouds, and light dispersion, especially during sunset, through such a gigantic super cell. He now knows green skies and tornadoes are correlated, but not causality - I would have shown him a Venn, but I was driving. We simultaneously debunked the rain-means-no-tornado myth. We also talked about vortexes in general, including dust devils, hurricanes, whirlpools, and even the smoke vortex you can see coming off the iron cooking slab at our favorite Mongolian grill restaurant. I discussed how the power source for some come from the heat coming off the ground/base of the vortex and some get their power from the top. Later, while riding The Texas Giant the second set of times, we enjoyed the sunset and the going-away thunderstorm clouds while the train was pulled up the main drop hill, and he commented to me that he understood the light dispersion stuff better while looking at the pretty sunset colors.

On our drive back, he asked me to clarify the magnets installed in the cars affecting stop lights concept. He was close, but not quite right. I told him about the grooves in the road and how the metal car disrupts the inductance, so we played Where's Waldo looking for the grooves at the next couple of intersections. I didn't go into as much scientific depth with that as I did the green tornado clouds stuff. Next time I hang out with him, I'll introduce him to henry.

But Wait, There's More!

He also asked about college, and if I went to college, and how degrees work. So we spent the rest of the drive home talking about undergrad Bachelor, grad Master, and post-grad PhD/MD/JD degrees.

Whew. What a day.
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I found this video really informative.




HAHAHA - Beautiful

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I mean, why shouldn't I be singing that song when our high today is supposed to hit 85?

Yeah, that's like "up north" summer temps, and nice, beautiful weather for down here in Texas, but other places are already talking about snow and preparing your home for winter while I'm contemplating wearing a tank top and blasting the A/C at work.

We get a cold front blowing in Friday, so I'll actually get to wear a sweater around again. The thing is, I don't actually mind summer, even broiling hot Texas summer, but I also love me some nice, crisp fall sweater-weather as well. And 85 ain't crisp.
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Okay, all joking aside, this is fucking tragic on so many levels.

We humans cannot abide the idea that Mother Earth just might be attempting to control our population through natural means, and our war against her will have many more unintended and unforeseen consequences. Those consequences will have the ultimate affect Mother Earth is looking for.

Mother Earth does the Trickle Down Effect like a Boss.
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What I find so absolutely fascinating about karst is that it shows you where the ground level for the area used to be.

In every single one of those images linked above, especially ones in which towns now exist at the base of the karst, imagine the ground level once used to be at the top of all those formations. You could have walked straight across what would now be considered high in the sky, assuming of course that the land was above sea level.

That's the other fascinating thing. Most of the limestone which comprises karst was formed from marine life remains and the settling of minerals as seabed. There may not have been any land visible, but if you were in a boat, you would have been floating at least just above the tops of all those formations.

So much land and water moved by erosion over millions of years. It reminds me of the time lapse of the land seen in the remake of The Time Machine, watching canyons form out of the land where once tiny creeks were and how the incoming glacier appears as an actual wave of water when sped up.

Perseids

Aug. 11th, 2016 07:47 am
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Meteor shower tonight, but I wonder if I'll even be able to stay up that late (midnight-1am), since I've been trying to go to sleep at 10pm for work.

I also wonder if I should tell my mom and nephews about it, since she's working on getting them on a decent sleep schedule this week, what with school starting back next week.

Bug Day

Aug. 3rd, 2016 10:18 pm
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There are only a few types of bugs I will kill on site (sometimes after much squirming and icking and/or realizing that no one else is around to do the killing for me, because I can sometimes be a pansy like that), and beetles isn't one of them.

Today I saw a HUGE beetle strolling along my work hallway past the door to my office. He was easy enough to identify as a Calosoma, aka caterpillar hunter, due to his brilliantly shiny green abdomen and oddly shaped black head. He was heading away from my boss's office, and I followed him as he marched under the door and into the garage. When I opened the door, he actually turned around and looked UP at me, decided I wasn't a problem, and turned back to continue his exploring. At that point I didn't care where he went, so I closed the door and went back to work.

About 10 minutes later I saw him back in my boss's office. Bossman said to kill him, but me being me, I wanted to try to get him back outside instead. I was proud of my boss who helped me gently sweep him with a broom all the way through our little office and out the front door, which doesn't have the same space between the door and the floor as the door to the garage does. I watched him walk towards the neighbor's doorway, and again I returned to my office.

Another 10 minutes, and there he goes trotting past my doorway again towards Bossman's office. "I give up. You can kill him now since he didn't seem to understand how lucky he was the first time that you didn't kill him."

Bossman says, "Oh, HELL NO. I'm going to punt him."

Which he did, many times, back down the hallway, back out into the garage, and then he closed the door, probably to keep the Heat of Texas Summer Afternoon Hell out, but I'd like to think it was to save me from a scene of unimaginable violence.

I actually guessed upon first seeing him that he might be capable of emitting a stinky smell, which the wiki confirms, but at no point did he do so - even while being literally punted like a golf ball around in the office.

This evening at home, a baby beetle-like bug either jumped or fell, but managed to bounce off one of my fingers while I was holding the mouse and playing a little game before going to sleep. I wasn't in the mood to deal with his punk ass after Giganto's earlier proof of lack of self-preservation in the office. Little Babe got captured and sent down the toilet.

Bios Urn

Jul. 20th, 2016 07:15 am
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This reminds me of of the death ritual of the Pequiniños in Speaker for the Dead.

I love the idea, but I'd recommend saving the $145, using a shoe box that gets buried, and planting a tree on top. Considering I'm a body donor, planting a tree in my memory or making a small donation to a local arborist would be that much cheaper.
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My sister was in town to visit her childlings this weekend. She only lives about 3 hours away, but that's far enough that we call it being in town when she's here. On Sunday, while getting ready to head back out, she asked me, since I had more or less just come in from outside about 30 minutes prior, if it was hot out there.

I stared at her and laughed. "Really?" I retorted.

"Well, ya. I'm trying to see how hot it is."

I gave her That Look and laughed some more.

I responded, "It's Texas in summertime. Yeah, it's hot outside."

I should have told her that since she was wearing a tank top and I didn't think it had actually hit 100 outside (although it was pretty damn close), that I might say it was Texas-style sweater weather.
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"On hot nights they may enter houses, but are not pests."

I greatly disagree. Especially when one has managed to get itself trapped between my outer window screen and my inner window right next to my bed and it keeps click-click-clicking trying to figure a way out, thereby keeping me awake because I'm such a freaking light sleeper.

I think I now know what has been sometimes getting stuck inside my window-unit A/C and clicking randomly, driving me nuts in that respect as well.
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Here's an article on bimodal sleep, wherein* the idea of waking up for about an hour or so in the middle of the night is quite normal.

If I wake up like that with my brain turned on, you usually know about it, because I tend to gravitate towards posting my thoughts here to help speed me along on my way back to the Land of Nod. I don't always wake up, though. The other night I don't even recall turning in bed, which tends to wake me up slightly when I do it.

This evening I dealt with an unwanted intrusion on my computer (and my mom's and my work computers) via my TeamViewer account. They appeared to be trying to find a logged-in eBay account, and luckily I was directly watching my computer the moment the hack started, so I was on the phone with mom while she saw the same thing, and then I caught them just as they were logging out of my work computer when I went to exit out of that connection. None of our eBay accounts were logged in, so as soon as they clicked on My Account and hit a login screen they moved on, and with me watching as it was happening I was able to stop them from having continued unlimited access to our computers. I still think of myself as lucky in that respect.

Mom overreacted. I told her to exit out of TeamViewer and then got off the phone to deal with triage. I called her back after a couple passwords were changed, and she informed me that after getting off the phone she put TeamViewer in the Recycle Bin on the desktop and then closed Firefox and did the same with that. Then she turned off the laptop completely.

Blink.

Blink.

Headdesk.

Yeah. Keep laughing - I'm laughing right along with you. That's my mom for ya. At least the part about turning off the computer completely wasn't that horrible of an idea, and she did have the right intentions regarding all of her other actions. She also was freaking out because dad was possibly surfing eBay earlier in the day on a different computer in their house which doesn't have TeamViewer loaded, but she was still worried that he hadn't logged out and they might have accessed their eBay account through that computer as well. I had to reassure her that was most likely not the case - they were fishing via TeamViewer and logged out as soon as they couldn't find what they were looking for. Planned epee stab attack. Still, since my computer was the first hit, I've already run a couple scans, checked running processes and verified no new installed programs, and I'm not seeing anything new, special, or out of the ordinary. Had I not been watching the entire activity which lasted all of a minute or two at most, I'd probably consider more drastic measures, but at this point, I'm betting on the epee point being quite small, and our padding being just right.

I have a feeling that should I awaken tonight it'll be from some kind of intruder nightmare, or worse, a nightmare about All The Things getting thrown in the recycle bin, and I'll have some jackass hacker out there (and possibly my mom to some small extent) to blame.


* "wherein" seems to be a favorite meme word of mine these days, because I keep catching myself using it for some reason
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I love that the weather page tells me our high temps for this week will be 70, 74, 77, 79, and 81, while next to the 5-day forecast are articles about how to keep safe during big blizzard snow storms and how to protect pipes from freezing.

I'll tell you how. Move to Dallas-Fort Worth. Just watch out for the occasional tornado, and you'll be fine.
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I'm listening to Richard Dawkins' The Greatest Show on Earth (as well as The God Delusion - I'm totally double-doing my audio books right now). I'm at the part of the book where he's detailing out genus and species classifications, how those come about and are applied, and how such categories make a mess of the concept of evolution when talking about intermediaries (read: "missing links"). There are even fossils that different anthropologists can't decide on what the scientific names for them should be, because they are too much in between two other genus/species classifications.

You know, a spectrum is a spectrum, and the artists of the world learned that it's possible to have blue-green and green-blue, so why can't the anthropologists accept that as well, and just call some important bones Homo-Austalopithecus or Australopithecus-Homo and be done with it?

Also, why don't we speak in musical sounds instead of words? Granted, we have intonation, but I'm just thinking about how I can "understand" music regardless of the language of its author. I bet that's why whale song is sung, instead of articulated.
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I actually had a dream last night of having a bed made of water (read: a pool) that had just enough salt in it that your body floated in the middle so as to completely relax your body.

That's not the same as water that is so high in salinity that your body barely breaks surface tension.

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