So Many Ways, so many things, whiskey and taurids

Oct 29, 2006 18:19

Could you ever name your daughter Whiskey? I might call a cat that, but I don't think a human being should be subjected to the name of my preferred version of aqua vitae.

Whiskey has offered itself as a solution to many problems in my daily life: what to drink before dinner, how to dull the pain of a toothache, finding a way to eat pizza when your wisdom teeth feel like they're trying to relive the life and times of Henry Rollins, etc. Whiskey hurtled into my life in much the same way as any other liquor: via my family and friends. My opa made sure I enjoyed bourbon. Various relatives reinforced this. Dark rum never really sat well with me, but bourbon seemed to have a sour flavour that I could just enjoy. Whiskey was the logical step away from bourbon. Brisbane is a place drenched in bourbon whiskey, mangos, and humid summers spent hunting the best draft. At least, that's what Brisbane used to be. Now it's more of an air-conditioned, sub-tropical, city that refracts so much light in the city centre that the average temperature is a few degrees warmer than elsewhere.

Mirthless development. I suppose it's a blessing somehow.

I managed to get Lego Star Wars 2 up and running on the pc. Thankfully there was an installer patch on the Activision site that solved my woes. Still, it did seem to take an inordinately long time to install given the disc comes in at a mere 600meg. I clocked the three episodes yesterday. Now I'm hunting the trimmings and silver linings. It's a nice change to reading a book all weekend, like I did last weekend.

Now, something interesting for all you Oct 31st astronomers out there who might be spying on the trick-or-treaters:
What's happening? "People are probably seeing the Taurid meteor shower," says meteor expert David Asher of the Armagh Observatory in Northern Ireland.

Every year in late October and early November, he explains, Earth passes through a river of space dust associated with Comet Encke. Tiny grains hit our atmosphere at 65,000 mph. At that speed, even a tiny smidgen of dust makes a vivid streak of light--a meteor--when it disintegrates. Because these meteors shoot out of the constellation Taurus, they're called Taurids.
from NASA - Fireball Sightings
Welcome to my star sign bitches! We're all bright, powerful, and densely weighted. Muahahahaa *hiccup*

Of course, you didn't see anything last year, did you? According to the International Meteor Organization (what's wrong with using a 's' people?!):The waning gibbous Moon on November 21 is very bad news however, as it will rise between mid to late evening across much of the world, ruining any chance of dark skies for watchers, because the radiant is well on view from either hemisphere only after about 23h local time. The expected peak time falls especially well for sites around and in the western Pacific Ocean, including eastern China, far eastern Russia, Japan, Oceania, and Alaska in North America. With the Moon so problematic, visual observing will be extremely difficult, but highly important, along with all other techniques, especially radio, which should readily detect any strong outburst from this source.
So, in my relaxed Sunday evening there is one thing that can make the day pass because it's soft and sweet: whiskey. And one thing that makes all the difference: moonlight.

And so concludes nothing-post #346. Have a nice day.
~Niveau

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