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240,000 Miles and Still Happy

58  bar falls 29.74  10mph E  dew-point 56  Beltane, cloudy and raining

                         First Quarter of the Flower Moon

Since this has been and will be a traveling month, I’ve been attentive to weather nation-wide.  It’s amazing to sit here looking outside at my garden where the vegetables are slow to mature because of cool weather while the east, south and southwest have had hot hot hot.  The red looked like a child had decided to color the U.S. by starting down the eastern seaboard and then moving along the bottom of the map, went up a state or two, then went on west.  Red all the way.

The automobile is my primary mode of transportation.  Train second.  Air a distant third and then only for speed or an impossible distance.  The former is the reason for air to Texas in July, the latter found me in a plane for Hawai’i. 

When I travel by car, I pay attention to the Weather Channel like a pilot watches the isobars.  It looks like my luck will be good.  The very hot weather system seems ready to break up into more seasonal summer temps.  I’m glad.

Took the little red car into the dealer today for an oil change (they like me, they really really like me) and discovered that the head gasket seep has become a full fledged leak.  That means a head gasket and head grinding when I return plus I have to check the oil every other gas stop.  Even though I repaired my air conditioning after 5 years without it (kept thinking I’d get rid of the Celica, but it kept working.), the heat still makes travel uncomfortable and it does reduce gas mileage. 

I  told Scott at Carlson Toyota I don’t begrudge the Celica few repairs at 240,000 miles.  Still a hell of a lot cheaper than a new car and I get 30-32 mpg on the road.

While we’re on the subject of mechanical devices, my computer now makes a reluctant noise when I boot up, as if it doesn’t want to get up yet.  At first it made me think:  Hard drive!  Bad.  Even though I back-up daily.  Then, on the web I found that it’s probably not the hard drive, but the cooling system.  Time for a little fresh air in the old computer case.  I like this machine.  It’s just right for my needs even though it is now 3 years old.  Like the Celica I feel I may have it a while.

Exaflops, Zettaflops, Yottaflops and the Xeraflop

72  bar steady 29.65 1mph SSW dew-point 53  Beltane, sunny and warm

             First Quarter of the Flower Moon

Sometimes the language surprises even those of who try to keep up with technological innovation.

“An American military supercomputer, assembled from components originally designed for video game machines, has reached a long-sought-after computing milestone by processing more than 1.026 quadrillion calculations per second.

The high-performance computing goal, known as a petaflop — one thousand trillion calculations per second — has long been viewed as a crucial milestone by military, technical and scientific organizations in the United States.

“The next thousandfold goal is the exaflop, which is a quintillion calculations per second, followed by the zettaflop, the yottaflop and the xeraflop…”

Liberalism on the Rise

Double tree has computers, but they come out in this really big font and I can’t figure out how to decrease the size.  So, I’ll. just. shout. it.  out.  o. k. ?

When I left Jon and Jen’s last night, Barb was still at the ER at University Hospital.  I’m headed over there now to help with housecleaning, so I’ll find out what  happened.

There’s a line now at the computers.  That’s what comes with socialism, when everything’s free.  Or, at least when the cost is hidden.  Gal just stood, drinking coffee, looking at me.  Passive aggressive.

Read the newspaper this morning about the economy.  Bad news.  Which is  good news for Democrats.   Also, an interesting article by somebody named Jonathan Goldberg.  He’s an editor of the National Review and author of a book, Liberal Fascism. 

His perspective is that conservativism will rise again.  He said over and over that Republican does not equal conservatism.  The current administration spent like “a pimp with a week to live.”  A colorful metaphor.  I suspect the gut of his argument is correct, however, and that is that conservatism is a part of the American ethos and will only be challenged by a liberal ascendancy, not obliterated. 

We can only  hope that first, the ascendancy will happen, and that it will produce affects that have a long shelf life, like Social Security and Medicare.  Which do need to get fixed.  Amen.

OK.  Out for now.  See you on the flipside of the bris.

No Computer? Bad.

In Denver:   temp.  Hot    sky blue  no clouds

Traveling without a computer is harder than I thought.   My fingers now write with the keyboard, without it I have a different stream of thought.  Not worse, just different.

So, I found this computer and decided to log in.  Outside at Jon and Jen’s scratching the soil to plant grass seed.

Ruth and Gabe are, as are all grandchildren, wonderful. Ruth has complete sentences, if you  can follow her language.  I drank it all.  Where my pink sunglasses?  Where my grandma?  She’s also two.  Everything, even the moose, Merton, that I brought for Gabe was immediately hers.

Gabe’s a delight.  I held him right after I got here.  gotta go.  back to the grass

Ancientrails Goes Dark

57  bar falls 29.59  0mpn N dew-point 56  Beltane, cloudy and misty

                   Waning Crescent of the Hare Moon

Just a quick reminder note that Ancientrails will go dark for almost a week during my Colorado trip.  I head out in just a few minutes, once more down 35, then to 80 and finally to 70. 

Look forward to connecting with you all when I get back. (BTW  Almost 350 people a day check in on Ancientrails according to the last count.)

A Chute Shot from Mars Orbit

60  bar steep rise 29.80 3mph WNW dew-point 51  Beltane, cloudy

              Waning Gibbous Hare Moon

     phoenix-lander-from-mro.jpg

This amazing shot shows Phoenix as its chute brakes entry velocity on its descent.  A camera aboard the Mars Reconaissance Orbiter took the shot. 

A muggy day, cool enough, but I’m tired.  Wore myself out getting down on myself in my dreams.  Need a nap.  Things go better with sleep.

Amended soil around the one juniper stump I pulled and worked on a second one.  No joy yet.  I’ll get it, just takes patience.

A Guy Type Sunday

 66  bar falls 29.88 1mph W dew-point 43 Beltane, night

                 Waning Gibbous Hare Moon

Tomorrow:  the 500.  And a few hours after, Phoenix Lander arrives at its destination.  The following information is from the NASA website about the lander. 

“With three days and 3 million miles left to fly before arriving at Mars, NASA’s Phoenix spacecraft is on track for its destination in the Martian arctic.

The spacecraft is closing in on the scariest seven minutes of the mission.

On Sunday, shortly after the annual 500-mile race at the Indianapolis Motor Speedway, Phoenix will be approaching Mars at about 12,750 miles per hour, a speed that could cover 500 miles in 2 minutes and 22 seconds. After it enters the top of the Martian atmosphere at that velocity, it must use superheated friction with the atmosphere, a strong parachute and a set of pulsing retrorockets to achieve a safe, three-legged standstill touchdown on the surface in just seven minutes.

The earliest possible time when mission controllers could get confirmation from Phoenix indicating it has survived landing will be at 4:53 p.m. Pacific Time on Sunday (7:53 p.m. Eastern Time). Of 11 previous attempts that various nations have made to land spacecraft on Mars, only five have succeeded.”

Geez, 3 days and 3 million miles to go.  That’s what I would call rapid transit.  1 million miles a day.  At that speed, in 93 days, you’d be roasting at Club Sun.  It’s taken Phoenix 10 months to reach Mars.  10 months. 

So, automobile racing in the early afternoon, a Mars landing around 7:30PM.  What more could a guy ask for on a holiday?
 

Mechanist or Vitalist?

58  bar steep fall 30.12  7mpn ENE dew-point 41  Beltane, Sunny

                 Waning Gibbous Hare Moon

“The aspects of things that are most important to us are hidden because of their simplicity and familiarity” – Ludwig Wittgenstein

Wittegenstein is a notoriously opaque, but very influential philosopher.  His Tractatus is a seminal work of 20th century philosophy, amazing for its brevity.  In this quote, though, I grasp his line of thought.  How often do you consider the solidity of a table, for example?  The beating of your heart?  The exquisite elegance of your hands?  The comfort of darkness?  The revelation in sunlight? 

Have you ever considered, I mean really considered, the wonder of life itself?  We are animate, moving through the world with intention.  So are dogs, mosquitoes and groundhogs.  The seed listens to its own voice, expresses itself and its genome through time and space.  Alive.  But.  What is life?  We see the results of life around us all the time; we experience it within ourselves, but what is it?  What is the difference between the elements in my body–the same as those in a rock or in soil, or in the air–and their inanimate counter parts still locked in the fiery cauldron of a star or the massif of a mountain range?

A book I purchased recently, but have not yet read, argues against what the author calls the Gallilean conspiracy.  I’ve forgotten why he calls it that, something about Gallileo’s approach to science, but the point is this:  even if we knew all the laws of particles and quantum mechanics and could apply them with precision to all the matter in the universe, we could still not predict the future, though there is strong element of what he calls scientistic thinking that suggests just this possibility. 

Why can’t we predict the future based on fundamental laws of nature?  Because of complexity. As things grow more complex, the complexity itself inserts a new dimension, something that does not obey the fundamental laws: intention.  Intention and complexity reach an apex in the phenomenon of life.  You could not analyze the physical elements within  my body, apply the laws of relativity and Newtonian physics to them, and predict what I will choose to have for breakfast.  Why?  Because consciousness adds intention, guided by will, and none of these added realities of complexity follow the laws of thermodynamics, say.  Is the action of complex entities constrained and guided by laws of nature?  Of course.  Entropy, the second law of thermodynamics, will snuff out the complexity that I am.  But not right now.  While I’m upright and consciousness, and yes, you, too, I can choose to defy entropy by taking my blood pressure medication and staying on that good cholestrol lowering drug.  Exercising.  Good diet.  None of these, nor my decision to go to the grocery store this morning have a necessary predicate in my constituent parts.

In part this all boils down to a divide which remains an abyss between, say, the Richard Dawkins and Sam Harrises of the world, and those of us who insist on considering the divine:  vitalist or mechanist?  That is, is any organism merely the sum of its parts–mechanist, or, is it the whole more than the sum of its parts–vitalist.  I side with the vitalists.

Captain Picard Would Approve

64  bar steady 29.74 10mph NNE dewpoint 31  Beltane

              Waxing Crescent Hare Moon

The internet continues to amaze me.  A woman from Alabama finds this website and writes to tell of her journey with her son, Tristan, 2 years old and also diagnosed with hemophilia.  In the world BWWW, before the World Wide Web, the probability of our connecting would have been infinitesimal, now it happens within hours of my post about Gabe coming home.  This is a world changing aspect of the cyber-universe, creating links with people, real connections, that were not possible in a less connected world.   It’s the upside of the samed connectedness, of course, that brings our friends the          %$#@ hackers into our lives, but, like most of life, blessing and curse travel together, often on the same road and often arrive through the same door.

The guys from NOW fitness installed the new Landice. Whoa.  I hadn’t seen it, since their only remaining one of this model was in a box.  Geez, this thing is big.  It has a control panel Captain Picard would love, though it still won’t do the exercising for you.  The only problem is that the TV will have to go up about 2 feet or so in the air because the dashboard of this thing is big enough to serve as a small desk.  I went from the treadmill stoneage to the bleeding edge in one day. 

I’m glad it’s here.  Not having the aerobics aspect of my workout leaves me feeling guilty and my day unfinished.  Now, I can get back to it.  In fact, I’m going to do that right now.

Eat a Peach, Live Forever

75  bar falls 29.75 1mph WSW dewpoint 41  Beltane

                      New Moon (Hare Moon)

I chose the English medieval name for the moon this month because of a wonderful incense burner in the Weber Collection.  It is a bronze bunny, eyes lifted toward the moon, ears erect.  There are holes where the ears meet the head and at the mouth.  The label copy says this rabbit watches the moon to see her sister, a white rabbit, who, according to Taoist thought, lives on the moon.  There she brews up an elixir of immortality. 

This focus on immortality is typical of religious Taoism, not philosophical.  My interest is in the latter.  Religious Taoism grew from the intersection I mentioned a few posts ago between Buddhism and Taoism.  Going in the Buddhist direction one outcome of this convergence created Chan Buddhism (Zen in Japan).  Going in the Taoist direction Taoists began to create anthropomorphic gods in emulation of the Mahayana form of Buddhism that came into China.  Mahayana picked up deities and demons and guardians from the Hindu and Bon (Tibetan native religion) religious pantheons.   

The focus on immortality occurred at some point along the way, though I’m not sure when since I have not studied religious Taoism.  Another way to gain immortality involved a peach tree that bloomed once every 3,000 years.  If you were around when it bloomed and ate a peach, presto Immortalito!  I’ve hunted for places to by a 2,999 year old tree, but so far no joy.

Our generator is online and ready to rock.  Jim, the service guy who explained it all to us, said, “Now you’ll never have another outage.”  Sounds about right.  But, at least we’re ready if it  happens.