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  • Sky Reminder: Perseids

    If you want to watch meteors this year, check out the Perseid meteor shower tonight. It\’s probably going to be the best one of the year. Although the moon is rather large (83% of visible disk illuminated), it should set around 1:01 am, leaving the darkest part of the night undisturbed. The sun should rise…

  • Google Maps Issues

    Today\’s xkcd is excellent.

  • Obscure Interests

    So my flickr image \”Survey Marker\” just received a comment: Hi, I\’m an admin for a group called USGS Geodetic Survey Markers, and we\’d love to have this added to the group! I wouldn\’t mind contributing to such a random group, but only members can add to the pool.

  • The Wheel of the Sky

    Sarah and I drove to the Snake River last night. On the drive there the sun blinded me at intervals, but I managed to stay on the road. By the time we arrived, the sun had set and the moon was perched on the lip of the valley. Sarah set up her algae collectors. Then…

  • Barefoot in the kitchen (not pregnant)

    I\’m posting this as incontrovertible proof that men can be domestic, too. On Monday I cleaned the house; on Tuesday I made dinner while Sarah worked on her research proposal; today I\’m making muffins while reading a book about Asian culture. Later I\’ll run an errand, and we\’ll probably have leftovers for dinner. Oh yeah.

  • Photo Recap

    Since I\’m working on catching up, here are some photosets from my family trip around Europe (which ended, admittedly, a full month ago). Norwich Germany Lucerne Alps Italy London Plus, a special bonus set from Sarah\’s and my trip to Astoria.

  • Status Update

    I\’ve only posted twice this month so far. Shameful, I know, but I\’ve been keeping busy. In a loose sense of the word. This is for catching up. I wrapped up my time in Portland with a trip with my sister and Rusty to Nicholas\’ Restaurant downtown on the east side of the river. It\’s…

  • Excerpt: Pilgrim at Tinker Creek

    I used to have a cat, an old fighting tom, who would jump through the open window by my bed in the middle of the night and land on my chest. I\’d half-awaken. He\’d stick his skull under my nose and purr, stinking of urine and blood. Some nights he kneaded my bare chest with…

  • Wishing I named crayons….

    I think \”mahogany at midnight\” would be an excellent crayon color. It is also an excellent hair color.

  • In Portland

    I\’m back, after a very long day of traveling. I should see some of you quite soon.