Here’s my space picture redrawn.
This is how the great-circle route from London to Puerto Vallarta should have looked. Beginning,
Here is the evening sky scene for Thursday evening, October 19.
As summer ends, the Summer Triangle tilts over toward the west.
The Marathon has ended, but its ending (-athon) goes on and on.
Quote-a-thon; crave-a-thon Continue reading “Ramamatateriathonmobileburger”
Yes, Jack, I do ride a boiled icicle. Continue reading “Spoonfuls of rumor”
The first time I came to this island universe was by walking, along the bridge over the void Continue reading “Venice and the Feast of the First Full Moon”
Commenting on “It Makes Me Smart,” Joan asked “what the picture is of and how does it illustrate ambiguity?”
A fine, resounding ambiguity! A clanger of an ambiguity! I think it’s better even than my previous favorite, “The Thirteenth Greatest of Centuries.”
Names such as “Sirius” and “Rigel” are traditional, Continue reading “On the tip of your tongue?”