Thursday, August 11, 2005
I'm 40 today. Steve Wozniac's 55 - and 1 out of 365 other people in the world also have today as a birthday. It's just another day, right?
I've been in training for today for 3 years or so. It should be easy navigating emailed comments like this from an ex-gf - "So you're 40. Bought a walker yet?" Or Henry Rollins saying "You're aged, you're entering 'Eric Clapton Towntowntowntown'"....
I got up at 4AM to see if the Perseids were showering yet (saw two meteors. It's dark enough where I live, but my house faces the wrong way)
I worked on a song called Saturn's rings, with a sample of what they actually sound like. It needed a bridge. I got part of one, and went back to bed.
I dreamed I was in college again, except that this time I knew how to deal with women.
My first call this morning was from a bill collector.
I got out of bed and as far as the front door to find that my favorite ex-gf had sent sunflowers - that cheered me up enormously. I tried to call her. I got voicemail.
I got my first piece of blog spam yesterday - "Real Singles, at 99 cents a minute".
NASA was kind enough to delay the Mars Reconnaissance Orbiter to this morning (the only candle I wanted to see lit today!), but scrubbed the launch at the last minute. Weighing more than a ton before fueling and more than twice that with its tanks full, MRO is one of the biggest ships ever hurled towards Mars.
The day I was born, in 1965, there were five launches.
I've slowed down a lot, but not as much as NASA.
Second thing I read today - a an asteroid with two moons was just found - one big asteroid "Sylvia": "The density, 1.2 grams per cubic centimeter, is 20 percent higher than the density of water, which suggests it is composed of water, ice and rubble from a primordial asteroid, probably a hydrated carbonaceous chondrite, based on previous spectroscopic studies of the asteroid.
"It could be up to 60 percent empty space," said astronomer Daniel Hestroffer, one of three coauthors from the Institut de Mécanique Céleste et Calculs d'Éphémérides at the Observatoire de Paris."
Tomorrow (friday) the meteor storm should be in full swing and I plan to take my guitar and drums to the beach to urge them on down....
I thought I was just going to shave and go to work in a few moments, as always, my current project is under a heavy deadline, but unexpectedly I have other plans for today. At least I'm shaved...
My boss wrote me: Happy birthday Mike! So you are now both chronologically as well as physically over the hill.
I've been in training for today for 3 years or so. It should be easy navigating emailed comments like this from an ex-gf - "So you're 40. Bought a walker yet?" Or Henry Rollins saying "You're aged, you're entering 'Eric Clapton Towntowntowntown'"....
I got up at 4AM to see if the Perseids were showering yet (saw two meteors. It's dark enough where I live, but my house faces the wrong way)
I worked on a song called Saturn's rings, with a sample of what they actually sound like. It needed a bridge. I got part of one, and went back to bed.
I dreamed I was in college again, except that this time I knew how to deal with women.
My first call this morning was from a bill collector.
I got out of bed and as far as the front door to find that my favorite ex-gf had sent sunflowers - that cheered me up enormously. I tried to call her. I got voicemail.
I got my first piece of blog spam yesterday - "Real Singles, at 99 cents a minute".
NASA was kind enough to delay the Mars Reconnaissance Orbiter to this morning (the only candle I wanted to see lit today!), but scrubbed the launch at the last minute. Weighing more than a ton before fueling and more than twice that with its tanks full, MRO is one of the biggest ships ever hurled towards Mars.
The day I was born, in 1965, there were five launches.
I've slowed down a lot, but not as much as NASA.
Second thing I read today - a an asteroid with two moons was just found - one big asteroid "Sylvia": "The density, 1.2 grams per cubic centimeter, is 20 percent higher than the density of water, which suggests it is composed of water, ice and rubble from a primordial asteroid, probably a hydrated carbonaceous chondrite, based on previous spectroscopic studies of the asteroid.
"It could be up to 60 percent empty space," said astronomer Daniel Hestroffer, one of three coauthors from the Institut de Mécanique Céleste et Calculs d'Éphémérides at the Observatoire de Paris."
Tomorrow (friday) the meteor storm should be in full swing and I plan to take my guitar and drums to the beach to urge them on down....
I thought I was just going to shave and go to work in a few moments, as always, my current project is under a heavy deadline, but unexpectedly I have other plans for today. At least I'm shaved...
My boss wrote me: Happy birthday Mike! So you are now both chronologically as well as physically over the hill.
Labels: asteroids, mars, nasa, perseids, space, space05
¶ 10:24 AM
Comments:
<< Home
Ah, therein lies a tale!
It started back in '82 when I first worked for a company whose name started with an "M". My first boss there done me wrong, as they say, and I guess I should've wised up to her treatment but, oh well, from this end let's just call it "life."
I had a couple of bosses like that at "M" before moving on to "L" then "C" then "I" before arriving a "W" where the same thing happened. Again, I guess I should've recognized the pattern but you know, when something is missing, sometimes it's hard to recognize that it's gone. Even little Willie, I guess.
After "W" I landed at a different "M" and thought I'd found Nirvana but, alas, Willie was gone again for a couple of years.
Eventually, however, he'd show up again and I'd realize it was the gender of the bosses. Oh, not that it always happens, but, you know what they say, "Burn me once, shame on you, burn me ... let's see, ... ... 14 times, shame on me."
Things are back to stay now, thank goodness. But I'm just not sure if it's Willie, or Johnson, or ...
Post a Comment
It started back in '82 when I first worked for a company whose name started with an "M". My first boss there done me wrong, as they say, and I guess I should've wised up to her treatment but, oh well, from this end let's just call it "life."
I had a couple of bosses like that at "M" before moving on to "L" then "C" then "I" before arriving a "W" where the same thing happened. Again, I guess I should've recognized the pattern but you know, when something is missing, sometimes it's hard to recognize that it's gone. Even little Willie, I guess.
After "W" I landed at a different "M" and thought I'd found Nirvana but, alas, Willie was gone again for a couple of years.
Eventually, however, he'd show up again and I'd realize it was the gender of the bosses. Oh, not that it always happens, but, you know what they say, "Burn me once, shame on you, burn me ... let's see, ... ... 14 times, shame on me."
Things are back to stay now, thank goodness. But I'm just not sure if it's Willie, or Johnson, or ...
<< Home
