Here’s a few pictures for a Sunday afternoon to get our minds off of Boston and disturbed humans wanting to blow up cities: Here are four of my favorite new pictures taken by Hubble. For more spectacular pictures…go here.
Closer scrutiny of radiation left over from the creation of the universe shows the Big Bang took place about 13.8 billion years ago, 100 million years earlier than previous estimates, scientists said on Thursday.
Nobody wants to know where they found this radiation, what kind of box do they have it in, and how SURE are they that the 100 million is the right figure? After all, they don’t even know what all that black dark matter stuff is. They don’t even know how we got Joe Biden as President…
Can we trust this? And more importantly, have they figured out yet who caused that Big Bang?
They also said this:
“We can see the subtle effects of gravitational pulls from literally everything in the universe.”
Yes, I see the subtle effects of gravitational pull every time I look in the mirror. And this guy gets big bucks to say stuff like this?
The good news is: we have another 100 million years to figure it all out.
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I love this. I have one childhood memory that sticks out from all the rest. I must have been all of three years old, because in the memory, I was sitting in the backseat of my Dad’s car waiting in the dark to pick up my mom at some store. The family moved to Naples, Florida when I was four…so therefore, I had to be three…since it was here in St. Louis.
It was Christmas time, and we were parked in a parking lot, outside a Mall. My father was in the front seat, and my mom seemed to be taking a long time. I remember the backseat seemed as big as a boat, and I was curled up with my favorite blanket and gazing high up into the sky. Minutes before I had heard the, “Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy” on the intercom outside, and asked about it, and I remember looking at my dad, and he told me the story of how all the toys in the Mall came alive and danced, to the music. I don’t know how he knew that, but I believed him, and my mind of course went crazy..picturing all the toys inside the mall…and what if I could locked inside for the night and watch them…oh boy, would mom and dad be mad? And oh boy…that was fun to think about that…and the music was like nothing I had ever heard before, because of course, my parents only listened to Benny Goodman. Dad must have seen it on Lawrence Welk because my grandmother always had that on every week.
It seemed we were there for hours, and I remember gazing up at the sky, and asking my father about the stars. I honestly think it was the first time I had really looked at them, and he must have told me there were millions and they were far away, and right away, I knew that I was the tiniest thing on the planet…no bigger than a grain of sand. It was at that moment that I realized this planet was tiny, I was even tineir…and it was the scariest thing imaginable. Maybe my father told me that…I don’t remember…BUT it put the most horrendous fear of how insignificant I was compared to that vast universe, that I hide under the blanket until mom got to the car. I was powerless. And if you think about it, my ‘Nobody” self is still under that blanket. (LOL!)
My love for music came from that moment I think. I became a musician, a dancer, and a lover of the stars. To this day, “The Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy” is one of my favorite songs, and no matter WHERE I am when I hear it, I stop everything and listen to it all the way through.
Tchaikovsky suffered from deep depressions, and committed suicide. And yet, he left us a small universe of music….His star still shines in this little girl’s heart.
Somehow, music and the universe are meant to be one. Music IS math in so many ways.
My liberal friend just sent me an email..he was upset that in Texas they were thinking about teaching the kids about intelligent design along with evolution. Really, he was horrified. (He HAS no children of his own, and probably never will, being as he is 75.)
So I wrote him back and told him Einstein believed in intelligent design. (LOL!) And Einstein would agree, so many IQ’s…are lackig imagination. Without imagination, you are only halfway there.
Wait…Let’s make this complete: Here, close your eyes and picture yourself as that grain of sand in the vast universe and TELL me…this song doesn’t fit. I no longer hide under the blankets.
I just smile. And thankfully, I grew into my ears.
ENJOY! (Thanks to Ant)
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If you have ever wondered what the space station really looks like, go on a really fun tour with Commander Sunny Williams, who is a wonderful tour guide. She explains everything,
Notice, the Russians, don’t wave. Also notice, they still use plain old paper and pens. And unbelievably, they have many different types of toilet paper to choose from. Only a woman would go into such detail.
Nobody Notes: We can’t send our own spaceships into space anymore, but we can supply the mad dog Egyptian Brotherhood with a bunch of F-16’s.
Somebody want to explain that to me? How about explaining it to Sunny? No?
Anyway, I know it’s long but it’s the best one I’ve seen. Sunny is a woman after my own heart.
(Thanks to J.R. )
Do you remember what you were doing when America put the first man on the moon? Okay, so you were three. That’s no excuse.
It was just the biggest deal in America, and it was all because the Russians put a dog and then a man up in space, and JFK just couldn’t take that. So we went to the moon. (Okay, some say it was faked…I have no clue.)
And then the rest of our lives…we heard not another word about Russia and its space program…unless of course you happened to read the National Geographic issue of October 1986:
“Behind this bold undertaking (The Russians were going up to fix their space station) is the accumulated experience of a space faring nation second to none. Soviet Space pioneers and passengers have carried aloft from 11 other lands, have logged 12 years of space travel amassing a record of solid achievements and spectacular firsts. By contrast the United States in 55 manned missions has accumulated less than five years of space experience.”
Remember: This was 1986.
As you remember, after the Shuttle blew up during Reagan’s term in office, we slowly seemed to lose interest. Not the Russians. They have been steady, and relentless. I hate to seem ignorant on having even thought about this until now, but I got mad last night, because some American scientist who was getting really excited —talking about going back to Titan and other Moons around Saturn and then he said that he hoped Obama got reelected, and gets a boost from some of the things being planned—well–that comment simply floored me.
Our space program was closed down by Obama. Russia now charges us for passage to space. So WHY again would this scientist want Obama to be President?
The Russians have done some remarkable things: Here’s a bit from Wikipedia in case, like me, you missed it:
Over its sixty-year history, this primarily classified military program was responsible for a number of pioneering accomplishments in space flight, including the first intercontinental ballistic missile (1957), first satellite (Sputnik-1), first animal in space (the dog Laika on Sputnik 2), first human in space and Earth orbit (cosmonaut Yuri Gagarin on Vostok 1), first woman in space and Earth orbit (cosmonaut Valentina Tereshkova on Vostok 6), first spacewalk (cosmonaut Alexey Leonov on Voskhod 2), first Moon impact (Luna 2), first image of the far side of the moon (Luna 3) and unmanned lunar soft landing (Luna 9), first space rover, first space station, and first interplanetary probe.
There is much uncertainty to life. Good health may be taken away from you without warning. Material possessions may be lost due to circumstances beyond your control. The one thing that cannot be taken from you without your consent is your character, which includes your beliefs, your ethics, and your principles. So guard them with care. They are your most valuable possessions.–Neil Armstrong
Last week, we lost one of our greatest American hero’s: Neil Armstrong. There are only three events I remember seeing on TV growing up that left permanent marks: The Beatles on Ed Sullivan, Neil Armstrong walking on the moon, and the assassination of JFK.
Neil’s was the best of course— It was almost a like a dream.
After his great “The Eagle has Landed.” ..Neil faded into the background. He talked about seeing Aliens on the moon, but of course, our “rulers” didn’t want to go into that much. So they kept him off the televisions with that nugget and we didn’t see him again until Obama decided to end our space program. Then ALL the old astronauts came out in protests. Just now, one of them told Cavuto that the space program kept us ahead of the other nations in engineering and just about everything. The recent success of the Mars landing shows that even Obama cannot stop the America spirit when it comes to exploring space.
Above is a video from Space: Neil Armstrong..the quintessential American.
What a man.
The very first “fright” of my life. I was three, and looking up at the stars from the back of my dad’s old Ford. It was not only scary, but it was the start of my true neurotic understanding that I could NEVER be anything in life because I was just a tiny bit of speck of nothing in sight of that massive universe. The vastness of the universe crushed me that night.
I never really got over it. I mean come on…I’m still the NOBODY! Even if Nobody Cares that Nobody Remembers!
BUT…it deosn’t mean that I can’t enjoy sharing this with everyone. If you wondered how we got those cool deep space pictures, this explains it.
Enjoy! Excuse me while I go outside and look up.
Did you know that there were two guys in the Space Station right now? Dan Burbank and Don Pettit are floating above us at this very minute. (I think) And what are they doing there? More importantly, did we the American Taxpayers have to pay the Russians $40 million dollars for two America men to get up to the Space Station just to fix the toilet and put out the garbage?
I love the internet…it’s like a box of chocolate, you never know when you are going to see Forest Gump Candy Wrappers floating around a space station, while good American men are trying to perform brain surgery in space, in shorts, and with a sense of humor. I would have liked to see the version they didn’t post.
Toward the end of the video you get the feeling that Don Pettit is trying to reassure Al Gore that they are being very careful about all that space garbage…AND the toilet. I got a kick out this video…but I would have liked it more if it was Al Gore floating up there fixing the toilet.
You can’t have it all, can you?
Space….the final frontier…reminds us on this St. Patty’s Day weekend, —that we lost a brave Irish bat named Mahoney, on March 15, 2009. (How do I know he was Irish? Listen the music…) Bat Mahoney…took to the sky, hitching a ride on the tail of NASA’s Discovery…to make that final voyage that from now on, will no longer be dreamed of by bats or American men.
We have ended our quest to explore space. But not every man is going to stop leaping new bounds. Now we have a brave German to take his place.
Austrian skydiver Felix Baumgartner ( A GERMAN!) took a practice jump today, (March 15, 2012) to help him prepare for his leap from the edge of space later this year where he hopes to not only break the sound barrier with his body, but also break the record for the longest free fall.
Yes, Felix, who wants to be the first man to break the sound barrier with his head, can thank the brave and noble Irish Bat Mahoney, for paving the way for men like him. Will Felix’s body fall to the ground intact?
Will we hear a human sonic boom? Or a human sonic splat?
Or will, like poor Bat Mahoony, will Felix just fall onto the ground and someone will make a video with sweet German polka’s in the background remembering his great bravery?
Nobody Knows how much Red Bull is paying Felix to jump off its Red Bull Stratos, but I’ld like to personally think them for the entertainment.