Cosmic Bubbles

If you look up reel, you will see there are four dances. The illustration shows “The start of a right-shoulder reel of three. The three dancers simultaneously follow the same path, starting from different points and ending where they began.”  According to wikipedia, “The most common reel is the reel of three, in which, as the name implies, three dancers weave in and out of one another, completing a figure 8 pattern on the floor. The dancers simultaneously follow the same path, but begin the pattern at different points and when the reel is finished, all three dancers will be back where they began.”

If you look at the collage I did earlier today, you will see these four parts of today’s comics appear in the collage. I could have anagrammed all four of the text bubbles, but chose one to be the leader and the other three are doing “the dance.”

Characters in today’s anagram collage are from Peanuts, Mary Worth, Over the Hedge and the Fusco Brothers. The Peanuts text is the leader which says, “Well at first I thought I wouldn’t be able to make it but I finally got here under the influence of influence.” I may anagram it but not tonight. There are three more text bubbles int he collage, in a certain order, The text from Mary Worth, “I’m looking for a solution to my dilemma, even though I don;t have much time left to find one” anagrammed to “They felt an uncommon love go through him. It moved to a fluke dimension of time dilation.” Sorry it appears different in the collage, that happens sometimes. The Over-the-Hedge comic excerpt, “I think my brain cells are concentrated somewhere outside of my body” gave me this anagram, “If you blame her I’d reel; the woman in sickbed’s connected to Mary story.” Mary as in Mary Worth, or maybe another Mary.  ;)  The Fusco Brothers text, “Having the ability to read thought balloons, I find all of this quite poignant” was so obvious, it anagrammed to “I haven’t found a toon that has quite this final probablility…giggle to hold in.” They all seem to have a connection.

Some dance. Eh?

which means it has no spots…no sun “spots” it is spotless. Just a big orange ball in the sky. Nothing else, right? Well, it has a few holes here and there and today our little blue ball is inside a solar wind stream flowing from the coronal hole shown in the Soho photo. It’s kinda’ a crooked little smile, or grin, don’t you think? Does it feel warmer to you with that gentle warm breeze blowing on your face?  It’s doing a fine job on my clothes on the line today, a free dryer. I actually have a dryer in the basement, but haven’t used it since moving to Madison, mainly because there’s no 220 in that location,yet I don’t really mind drying on the clothesline when it is nice. Winter, yuck, I have to plan using the clotheslines accordingly. But today, fresh lined-dryed clothes. I love springtime.

The daffodils are finally causing a riot outside today, as well more of the little woodland flowers. Other bulbs’ greens are almost a foot tall. I moved a little wood in the yard today and put newspapers on top of some weeds that I can’t use anything else on right now because I have no money to buy weed-killing products. Digging only goes so far here. I moved a couple of pieces of cedar to the front porch, lacing them to the top of the rusty chain link fencing that keeps the dog in. It works for now, and when the vines start growing it will hold up a little better. I would prefer a more rustic look out there, something that is actually a step up from delapidation. You’d have to see it to believe it around here. The place really is falling apart. Oh well…

The Pleiades, a.k.a. the Seven Sisters, and the Moon will be in conjunction (from the perspective down here) tonight too, best seen right after sunset, look west and to the moon for the 7 sparklers and friends. I doubt I will see much of it as rain is moving into the area later, so there will probably be cloud cover. It’s cloudy here already. I miss those special telescope nights at the Mt. Lookout observatory in Cincinnati, also known as the Cincinnati Observatory. I don’t have a telescope or really good pair of binos anymore, so I miss out on some celestial views. Sometimes when looking through the telescope I felt as though there were just little pictures done in colored pencils and stuck on the end of that long tube, to make it look like there is something out there. It could all be an illusion you know. I certainly have no way to prove any of it exists. Sometimes you just have to believe what you see or see of the photos of others. Makes you wonder what is real and what is fake sometimes. Any hoots, if you have never looked through a giant telescope it is certainly worth a looksee.

That reminds me, there’s a quick little test on fake and real art on a website whose statistics (one of three sites) were analyzed as part of study to show what the internet looks like; the researchers constructed a model of the Web using their traffic statistics.

I looked at some of my mail. I finally got around to my physorg mail and noted an article on meteorites seeding the earth. They mentioned chirality and I looked at the date on the article, which was the same day I seemed to have my chiral thing going on. Must be that “connection” I get. I’m sure that article was written before I put my little blurb on, but honestly, I did not see the article until today. I am kinda’ rambling on again…no real focus today, sorry.

I did do a collage, but haven’t done an anagram today. I actually picked something to anagram that is not in the collage, which is something I used to do all the time. Enjoy the collage for what it is, and come back for the anagram later. The bacon reference is in the collage because it connects to the last post, six degrees.

Is six degrees a hot enough difference to fry bacon on the sidewalk? I am waiting for a new book to be delivered today, Six Degrees, Our Future on a Hotter Planet. I have HGTV on and hear them say, “there is a separation between them.” Yes, the 6 degrees of separation is different. First of all the six degrees the book mentions is six degrees in celsius, and 1 degree Celsius is equal to 1.8 degrees Fahrenheit, thus 6 degrees is 10.8.  I realize it is the same, but it’s different and it affects my thinking. A “6-degree” increase would eliminate most life on Earth, including us, or at least most humans. Thus my mind thinks differently because I am not mathematically inclined to make the jumnp right now, but once I get the book (later today) I am sure the math won’t be a problem. I don’t know if I should “worry” about the difference in temperature or not because there is a certain amount of future events that I cannot do anything about. Maybe we could all become extremophiles, or maybe we already are, who knows.  I have already put my call in about saving the planet, the rest is up to…

Phone…the doctor’s office called. I need to go in tomorrow since the kidney infection is not gone; I need more meds. I just need more meds, not a doctor visit. I tried to explain the other day that the infection was bad. Nothing else to look at but another specimen. Oh well. Meanwhile… my friend Darlene just came by with the book (Six Degrees) from the library. It helps to have friends that don’t mind a few errands while they are out and about; she went ahead and put the loan on her own card. Great, I’ll have something new to read later tonight. I need to take advantage of the degrees outside today as well, for just sitting in the light (the house is soooo dark all the time) and for getting a load of laundry done. I need the warmth of the sun, it will be raining a few days.

Distracted already, as I was writing the blog entry at the same time I opened my comics for the day,  the next one and next one seemed to fit in, and when I saw a comic strip mention bacon I knew it was time to stop this entry and do another later after putting some into a collage.  Just the way it works around here. I need to get a load of laundry done anyway.