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Friday, January 25, 2008


Foto Friday: On a Clear Day, You Can See Forever


My favorite picture of my favorite view:

Pu'u Kukui from Wailea, Maui, Sep. 2003Pu'u Kukui from Wailea, Maui
Sep. 2003


I posted a similar picture last summer.

Are you tired of Hawaii, hmmm? Are you sick of Maui yet?

YOU.
WILL.
BE.


MUAHAHAHAHAHA!

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Friday, January 18, 2008


Foto Friday: Eye on the Sky


200 in. Hale Telescope, Mt. Palomar, CA, July 1995200 in. Hale Telescope
Mt. Palomar, CA, July 1995


In my prints of this, the telescope glows with an unearthly light. It took a lot of fiddling to even begin to reproduce it in this image. I think it had something to do with the polarization and reflection off the white paint.

This was the largest telescope in the world for something like 50 years. There's a Russian telescope that's a meter larger. According to Wikipedia its first light was in 1975, but even in the late '80s it was having grave difficulties, and was not really working.

Nowadays, of course, 5m is not considered any great shakes. The largest single mirrors are the (twin!) 8.4m mirrors of the Large Binocular Telescope in Arizona. (See here for a gripping 2003 tale of how the first mirror was moved up the mountain.)

If you use many small mirrors you can make telescopes much larger, of course. The proposed names for these telescopes are getting larger and sillier too, with the European Extremely Large Telescope (42m), the Overwhelmingly Large Telescope (100m), and the Jaw-Droppingly Mind-Crushingly Huge Telescope (1 gagjillion m). I might've made that last one up. (I think the OWLT has in favor of the more modest EELT.)

Speaking of gripping tales, the story of the building of the Hale Telescope is told in The Perfect Machine, by Ronald Florence. This great book turns glass pouring into high drama.

Oh, yeah: Palomar linky.

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Friday, January 11, 2008


Foto Friday: Sunday Edition


Was at a conference all last week, got home Friday but was too beat to find something decent to post. I'm writing this on Sunday, but I've back-dated the post to Friday, because I can. This still isn't decent, but it's what you get. Behold the glory and wonder of the view from the Honolulu airport:

Honolulu Sunset, Dec. 2006Honolulu Sunset, Dec. 2006


...but it's what you get.

For certain values of "you" -- values which are, apparently, purely imaginary. I've been doing this every Friday for 18 months. I miss one Friday, and the roar of apathy is deafening. So when I apologize for tardiness or the poor quality of an image, I'm apologizing to thin air.

Harrumph.

This would discourage a lesser woman, but fortunately I am made of harder stuff.

Unfortunately, however, I am entering a period of great upheaval and change, and I don't know when I'll find the time to scan, or breathe. Therefore Foto Friday may well be intermittent for several months.

Just thought you air molecules should know.

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Sunday, January 06, 2008


Dad's African Adventure


A week ago today I got an email from my stepdad that started out like this:

How are you doing today? I am sorry i didn't inform you about my traveling to Africa for a program called "Empowering Youth to Fight Racism, HIV/AIDS, Poverty and Lack of Education"...

"Dad, you scamp!" I thought, "What are you up to now?" Dad is what is known in the vernacular as a card, and so I read along, figuring I'd come to a lame punchline at some point. I thought maybe he'd stumbled across some other fellow with his name who was the kind of do-gooding low-life who trots off to African conferences.

But no. No punchline of any degree of lameness. Instead it's a sad, long-winded (sounds like Dad there) tale of how he stupidly left his dough, credit cards, ID, etc in a taxi and now he's flat busted and is going to be kicked out of his hotel and he's using a library computer and only has thirty minutes and can he have $1300, pronto.

He must've already sold Mom, because there's no mention of her.

It wasn't signed, "Dad", you understand. It was signed with Dad's name.

So I googled up the Empowering Youth conference, and it turns out that it only exists in the fevered imaginations of spammers. This is apparently a scam that's been making the rounds for a couple months. I can't figure out whether Dad's account has been hacked, or whether it's a virus, or what.

Back in October, this made the Quad-City Times when a local naturalist was the purported sender. In that case, the reply-to email address was changed, which may mean his actual email account was not compromised, although his address book was. Just the other day, an African dance tutor from Leamington, in the UK, had begging letters sent in her name. Both of those wanted more money than "Dad".

And in November the scammer struck a bunch of activists who were protesting Irish PM Bertie Ahern's recent raise. In that case, the heart-rending plea for assistance was affectionately signed "FarTooMuch Bertie".

The originating IP on the one I got was 41.219.201.254, which is part of a dial-up pool in Lagos, Nigeria.

You have to wonder what kind of people have friends who don't know them well enough to tell them they're haring off to Nigeria, but do know them well enough to touch them for 1300 smackers. Friends who are too dumb to contact their credit card companies when the cards are lost, and yet clever enough to find hotels which don't demand that reservations be secured with said credit cards in advance.

And the scammers didn't put enough thought into their conference name, "Empowering Youth to Fight Racism, HIV/AIDS, Poverty and Lack of Education". Shoulda been, "Empowering Youth to Fight Racism, HIV/AIDS, Poverty and Lack of Education with a View to Providing Rainbows, Ice Cream, and Ponies to All." What kind of stone-hearted freak could turn down someone who'd go to that conference? Besides me, I mean.

Anyhow, I called Dad, who was very surprised to find that he was in Africa. I told him he might want to change his passwords. He called back today, saying he was embarrassed -- everyone in his address book had gotten one of those emails. I didn't get a chance to ask if anyone had been taken in by Dad the Do-gooder.

Friday, January 04, 2008


Foto Friday: Top o' the World


Friday crept up on me again. No fair, because this is the first of the year and should be special.

It's pretty special.

Mauna Kea, Hawaii, Dec. 2006Mauna Kea, Hawaii, Dec. 2006


That's the Canada-France-Hawaii Telescope in the back there, Gemini North in silver on the right.

That's all I got right now. Sorry.