September 9th, 2010


[links] Link salad loiters in LAX

A reader reacts to Escapement — Ambiguous with the liking.

The Oregon: 1898 — A portion of this battleship's superstructure sits today in Tom McCall Waterfront Park in downtown Portland.

Why Spacetime on the Tiniest Scale May Be Two-DimensionalThe latest thinking about quantum gravity suggests that spacetime is two-dimensional on the smallest scale. And there may be a way to prove it. Edwin Abbott was right?

ExoClimes 2010: Exoplanetary Atmospheres — Mmm, crunchy.

They used to Burn Catholic Churches, now they Burn Mosques — A little bit of history for the hysterics currently dominating the American political narrative.

?otD: How lax can an airport be?

Writing time yesterday: 0.0 hours (travel)
Body movement: airport walking
Hours slept: 6.0 (interrupted)
This morning's weigh-in: n/a
Yesterday's chemo stress index: 3/10 (fatigue, peripheral neuropathy)
Currently (re)reading: When Gravity Fails by George Alec Effinger


[travel] The hop across the Big Pond, some notes on security

calendula_witch describes our trip home, at least thus far. One leg to go.

I will comment that international security is a bit ridiculous. You go through security to get on the plane. You go through security when you get off the plane and transfer. You've been inside a sterile area the entire time. Unless duty free shops are rife with terrorist agents or something. In Auckland, we cleared transfer security (complete with screaming children and the usual flying-with-amateurs types), only to clear US-destination security 100 yards later. Because so much might have happened to us to walking down that hall, I guess.

It was revealing that as we were going through the second Auckland security check, the guards discovered the scanning portal had not been turned on when used for the passengers who'd proceeded before us. They consulted briefly, decided it was too much trouble to make everyone come back up, and kept the line going.

So what was the purpose of this checkpoint if the scanners not being on didn't matter? Really, Barclay. The magic of security theatre, inconveniencing travelers everywhere to preserve governmental deniability.

Anyway, home beckons and brain is frazzle. Watch for photo essays on the trip over the next few days. Y'all play nice in the mean time.


[photos] Sauce for the goose, stuffing for the gander

Several of you observed in a recent blog post of mine that this photo of a Cape Barren goose looked as if it had been taxidermied:


This is a taxidermied Cape Barren goose:


Everybody sing: ♫ "One of these things is not like the other..." ♫

Photos © 2010, Joseph E. Lake, Jr.

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