I has a blog?

I know, duh.  I haven’t written anything interesting for about two years, but I think about doing that very thing every day.  At least once. Usually more than once.  I think about all these things I want to say and share and then when the time comes to post I don’t remember a darned thing.  I suspect this means what I wanted to post was not all that interesting in the first place but really, why change things up at this late date?

First, here are some great Picasso-ized Star Wars stuff.  Fun!

Next, a good quote for the day from Jessamyn West:
“How can you tell whether or not you have had enough until you’ve had a little too much?”

Next, it’s been so cool here we’ve barely been swimming.  So many years, waiting for a pool, and now it just sits there, sparkling in the sun.  Where I grew up was much further north and summer nights lasted until 10 p.m. there.  Here, not so much.  The sun is just about setting around 8 or 8:30 and really there’s only an hour to enjoy it if you get home at 6:00 because of the trees, angle of the sun, etc. etc. etc.  The dogs lay by it, that’s about it.
Sissy and Lewi lounge by the pool.

It looks inviting, but only if you enjoy freezing your arse off.  I’m too old to enjoy water that is less than about 85 degrees. (That’s 29.4 to you, Az 🙂 )


The last Harry Potter movie is biiiiiig. 2 out of 3 movie tickets sold over the weekend had the words Harry Potter on them.  We haven’t seen it yet, but will once the crowds thin out.

Baby momma and baby update:


That’s actually two weeks ago, haven’t moved my pictures around enough.  Should get a  new one tonight.

yep – tonight:

Siriusly cute baby, wot?

Now, go read this and come back.  It’s a blog entry, gave me tears from laughing.  Here’s a sample:

‘Victor was surprisingly pissed that I’d “wasted money” on an enormous chicken, because apparently he couldn’t appreciate the hysterical value of a 5 foot chicken ringing the doorbell.  Then I said, “Well, at least it’s not towels” and apparently that was the wrong thing to say because that’s when Victor screamed and stormed off, but I knew he was locked in his office because I could hear him punching things in there.  Then I yelled through his door, “It’s an anniversary gift for you, asshole.  Two whole weeks early.  15 YEARS IS BIG METAL CHICKENS.”’
That’s as funny as I, Asshole is sometimes.  Maybe I just have a thing about chickens.

In other news:  I’ve gone to two painting classes recently.  Quite fun, because we all drink like fishes while we paint.  Really.  Mimosas in the morning, beer in the after noon, wine in the evening, or any combination thereof.    Now I can say I took a painting class this summer.   Bottom line, tho, is that it was essentially paint by number.  WAY fun if you’ve never painted before, and the results were rather remarkable.  My first one was revolting, and it was mainly a bad pic before I ever got to it, and I tossed it as soon as I got home.  The second one was better, Emerald Bay at Tahoe.  It’s still pretty ugly as far as pictures go but mine (and every one of the others, really) was as good as the teacher’s and I’m keeping the damned thing.
Me, old, fat, and rather three sheets to the wind holding my presssshhhussssss:

So, what’s new with you?

Sally Ride

Wednesday Geek Woman: Sally Ride, astronaut and first American woman in space

Posted: 13 Jul 2011 08:00 AM PDT

This is a guest post by Maya. This entry originally appeared at the Project Exploration blog.

Sally Ride. Courtesy of Wikimedia Commons.

Sally Ride was born in 1951 in Los Angeles, California. As a young woman, her interests included science and tennis. She was a nationally ranked amateur, and she briefly left college to pursue tennis as a career. After several months of practice, she gave up on the idea and transferred to Stanford University, where she double majored in English and physics. After completing her undergraduate degree, she remained at Stanford to earn a master’s degree and a doctorate in physics.

After completing her education, Ride joined the National Aeronautics and Space Administration (NASA). She trained rigorously for a year, during which time she collaborated on the development of the Space Shuttle’s robot arm and worked in mission control as a Capsule Communicator. Once her training was completed, she was assigned to the Space Shuttle Challenger. When the shuttle was launched on June 18, 1983, Ride became the first American woman in space. Her second and final flight took place the following year. Over the course of her two missions, she spent a total of 14 days in space.

Ride was scheduled to take a third flight, but all training was suspended after the tragic Challenger accident in 1986. Instead, she was appointed to the Presidential Commission responsible for investigating the disaster. After the investigation was completed, she was assigned to NASA Headquarters.

Sally Ride aboard the Space Shuttle. Courtesy of Wikimedia Commons.

In 1989, Ride was offered a faculty position at the University of California, San Diego (UCSD). At UCSD, she filled two roles—professor of physics and Director of the California Space Institute. In 2001, she founded her own company, Sally Ride Science, with the goal of promoting science education. She is now on leave from the university, working as president and chief executive officer of Sally Ride Science.

Ride has received numerous awards for her accomplishments. She has been inducted into the California Hall of Fame, the National Women’s Hall of Fame, the Astronaut Hall of Fame, and the Aviation Hall of Fame. She is also a two-time NASA Space Flight Medalist.

Science is Ride’s passion, and she has written 6 books for children about space. She continues working to improve opportunities in science education, particularly for girls and young women. She hopes that today’s young people will come to share her love of science.





Sally Ride Science


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4th of July

You need only reflect that one of the best ways to get yourself a reputation as a dangerous citizen these days is to go about repeating the very phrases which our founding fathers used in the struggle for independence.
– Charles A. Beard, 1874 – 1948

It is my living sentiment, and by the blessing of God it shall be my dying sentiment, independence now and independence forever.
– Daniel Webster, eulogy for John Adams and Thomas Jefferson, 2 August 1826

Independence? That’s middle class blasphemy. We are all dependent on one another, every soul of us on earth.
– George Bernard Shaw, 1856 – 1950

When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir.
– Martin Luther King, Jr, 1929 – 1968

I often warn people: Somewhere along the way, someone is going to tell you, ‘There is no “I” in team.’ What you should tell them is, ‘Maybe not. But there is an “I” in independence, individuality and integrity.’
– George Carlin, 1937 – 2008

I valued my independence from an early age and was always something of a individualist. Well, a show-off anyway.
– Alice Roosevelt Longworth, 1884 – 1980

All via the Quotemaster

If you need a good cry …

.. then go read this extraordinary letter and answer from Dear Sugar.

DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #78: The Obliterated Place

Dear Sugar,

1. It’s taken me many weeks to compose this letter and even still, I can’t do it right. The only way I can get it out is to make a list instead of write a letter. This is a hard subject and a list helps me contain it. You may change it to a regular letter if you wish to should you choose to publish it.  [Read the rest of it]