Friday, December 14, 2007

Science minus Astronomy

I wish there was Wikipedia: Evolution, which would sound like a scifi film and that's cool, and which would describe how characteristics of various plants and animals are helpful to them. For example: the pistachio page would explain why they are so green. And the butternut squash page would explain why the seed cavity is so small compared to other squashes. Cool, huh?

Friday, December 7, 2007

Green Bay Update

I felt the need to update this even though I haven't been doing anything astronomy-y at all. Unless looking for houses counts. Does it?
Anyway. T minus 20 days or so. Yay!

Monday, October 29, 2007

oh dear

it has been forever since i have posted here. I hope there was not a competition going, because if there was i am totally destroyed. anyway, sorry, valued readers. i think the deal has been that i a) kind of have friends now and b) entered some sort of post-marathon wasteland where i only wanted to only ever sleep. but now i have a few days off, not much to do, a Renewed Sense of Purpose, and here i am.
i think i have reached the point of definitely needing to figure out this line ratio business, and that means thinking about idl and how i suck at life. cool! i'll get back to you.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Something in the way she moves just shouldn't be allowed

I have finally answered that age-old question, "Is my life a romantic comedy?"
Well, yes. I am a commitment-phobic (god, least favorite phrase ever, so my apologies lovely readers) dude, and capital A Astronomy is my totally under-appreciated lady friend. You've seen The Last Kiss (wait, is that even the right title? and no, you haven't), so you know where this is going- with nothing either that wrong or that right, I am totally susceptible to the charms of that sultry sea turtle that I met while totally smashed at a friend's party. Inevitably, though, I realize my mistake and a chilly gloom settles around me while I pace the streets, forlorn, and listening to the Counting Crows all the damn time (wait, maybe I mean Cruel Intentions).
I'm sorry, baby. I'm on my way to the airport.