It doesn’t look good. Scientists are still analyzing the images sent back by the Mars Reconaissance Orbiter as it tried to find its companion, the Mars Global Surveyor, but there doesn’t seem to have been any “definitive sighting.” Emily at The Planetary Society isn’t willing to write off the MGS just yet — there is still an effort underway to relay a signal from the MGS through the Opportunity rover down on the planet’s surface. However, a number of space-related blogs and websites are already writing eulogies for the missing probe. This one includes a cool photo taken by the MGS in its salad days, as well as a good list of the mission’s highlights.
Monthly Archives: November 2006
It’s That Time of Year Again
Just in time for Annual Mass Consumption Day, the maniacs at the Jones Soda Company have unveiled their limited-edition holiday flavors for 2006: Turkey and Gravy (a perennial favorite), Sweet Potato, Dinner Roll, Pea, and the one that’s sure be the big hit of the set, Antacid Flavored Soda. A note on the web page notes that the 2006 Holiday Pack also includes a “medicinal cup for accurate servings.” I imagine that’s especially important for the Antacid soda.
And just in case you have any room left after downing your Thanksgiving meal in soda form, why don’t you pick up the special Dessert Pack, too? It contains a bottle each of Cherry Pie, Banana Cream Pie, Key Lime Pie, Apple Pie, and Blueberry Pie-flavored soda.
Mouth-watering, isn’t it?
Food for Thought
Here’s an idea that jumped out at me from my morning-commute reading matter:
The Right doesn’t like to acknowledge that the power and authority of a government can be a good thing, up to a point, in the hands of a genius. The Left doesn’t like to acknowledge that geniuses are few and far between.
–David Gelernter, 1939: The Lost World of the Fair
Presidential Dollar Coins
Have you heard the news that the U.S. Mint is planning a series of one-dollar coins depicting each and every one of our deceased presidents?
The mint hopes the presidents will succeed where Susan B. Anthony and then Sacagawea failed. Each year starting in 2007, it will release four presidential coins, beginning next year with George Washington, John Adams, Thomas Jefferson and James Madison. The mint intends that the first coin should be available by next President’s Day.
I dabble a little at coin collecting — like a good trend-follower, I jumped on that state quarter bandwagon a few years back — and I personally like the idea of replacing the one-dollar bill with more durable coins. However, if the suits running the Mint really think this idea is going to be the one “to wean Americans off the dollar bill and onto dollar coins,” I’ve got a whole jar full of Sacagaweas they can have as a gift. People are set in their ways. The only way we’re ever going to get folks to make the switch to coins is if the government just stops issuing the bills. I read somewhere that the one-dollar bill has lifespan of only about eighteen months, so within two years, more or less, of a hypothetical discontinuation of dollar bills, all that will be available will be the coins. Voila, we’re weaned.
Of course, there is the problem of every vending machine in the country needing to be reconfigured. And then there’s the matter of a whole lot of presidents not really deserving their own coin. While I’m sure the Reagan fans will be thrilled that their boy finally gets his due, does anyone really want a Richard Nixon dollar? Or a Woodrow Wilson or Ulysses S. Grant, neither of whom is exactly held in high esteem by history? No, I think this particular scheme could’ve used some more work…
An Announcement from Peter Jackson
Bad news for Tolkien fans: Peter Jackson won’t be making a live-action film version of The Hobbit after all. Following the stunning financial and artistic success of his Lord of the Rings films, I think everyone just assumed that any further cinematic adventures in Middle-Earth would naturally be Jackson’s babies as well. Now, however, New Line Cinema has decided to look for another director to do the Hobbit film and possibly a second LOTR prequel as well (whatever that may be). The breaking point, not surprisingly, was over money, specifically a lawsuit Jackson’s company brought against New Line concerning the profits from The Fellowship of the Ring. (Basically, Jackson feels he didn’t get what he was owed due to some dicey and/or shady accounting practices on the part of New Line.) New Line apparently hoped it could bluff him into dropping the suit, using The Hobbit as its bet. Jackson called the studio’s hand, the film deal is off, and the lawsuit continues. You can read Jackson’s complete statement on this matter here.
I’m not exactly a Peter Jackson partisan and I know this sort of thing happens all the time in Hollywood, but it would have been lovely, if a Hobbit film was inevitable, to have it blend seamlessly with the existing LOTR films. That’s still a possibility, but I think the odds of it happening have just gotten much, much longer. More likely we’re going to have a version of The Hobbit that complements Jackon’s trilogy about as well as that bombastic MTV schlock-o-rama version of Anne Rice’s Queen of the Damned fits with Neil Jordan’s elegant adapation of Interview with the Vampire. C’est la vie, I suppose…
What Kind of Reader Am I?
Haven’t done an Internet quiz in a while, so here we go:
What Kind of Reader Are You?
Your Result: Fad Reader
You always read the latest bestseller so you can be up to date on what other people are talking about, and to pass the time on your commute, but you have other leisure pursuits in your free time. |
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Literate Good Citizen | |
Dedicated Reader | |
Non-Reader | |
Obsessive-Compulsive Bookworm | |
Book Snob | |
What Kind of Reader Are You? Create Your Own Quiz |
Hmm… a “fad reader?” I’m not quite sure how I feel about that. It’s not an inaccurate description, I suppose, but there is something sort of… shameful… about it. At least I’m not a non-reader (he says, rather defensively).
[Ed. note: the table is screwy, incidentally — those black lines are supposed to be red, but I don’t know what’s wrong. I copied and pasted the code exactly…]
Nanotech in 17th Century Swords?
One of my stranger interests — fueled, no doubt, by seeing Highlander and various Hollywood swashbucklers in my younger days — is swords. I love a well-choreographed swordfighting scene, and the weapons themselves are often (though not always) beautiful pieces of craftsmanship that verge on genuine art. (I’m talking about actual historical swords now, not the flimsy “decorator” models you can buy for 50 bucks at the state fair.)
If you start to explore the history of swordmaking, it doesn’t take long before you run across a mention of Damascus steel. Blades made of this substance could supposedly do things you routinely see in movies but which seem too far-fetched to happen in real life, such as cutting a piece of silk in mid-air, or slicing through other, lesser swords or even stone without losing their edge. The knowledge to make true Damascus swords was lost centuries ago, and today their rumored abilities have the air of legend about them. Like all good legends, they make for good stories, but they’re pretty hard to believe in the bright sunshine of everyday life.
Except some researchers think they may have figured out the truth behind the legends, and that truth has a surprisingly 21st Century quality to it. According to an article over at National Geographic.com, German researchers have discovered bundles of carbon nanotubes and nanowires in a Damascus blade made in the 17th Century. These tiny molecular structures are known to be immensely resilient; the scientists believe that layers of them in a blade with softer steel in between results in a unique combination of strength and flexibility. In other words, the stories about Damascus swords could be true.
There are skeptics, of course, who believe that the nanostructures are probably not unusual in well-made blades, and that modern steels far outperform the ancient Damascus metal. It’s an interesting finding, nevertheless; I’ve heard of nanotubes, of course, but I’ve been under the impression that they were entirely synthetic and only recently created. Maybe those ancient craftsmen knew more than we give them credit for, eh?
Blame It on the Voodoo!
Looks like the President has a ready-made excuse for his next diplomatic blunder:
A renowned black magic practitioner performed a voodoo ritual Thursday to jinx President George W. Bush and his entourage while he was on a brief visit to Indonesia.
Ki Gendeng Pamungkas slit the throat of a goat, a small snake and stabbed a black crow in the chest, stirred their blood with spice and broccoli before drank the “potion” and smeared some on his face.
“I don’t hate Americans, but I don’t like Bush,” said Pamungkas, who believed the ritual would succeed as, “the devil is with me today.”
The question that comes to my mind is, does the inclusion of broccoli in the potion have anything to do with George Bush Sr.’s well-known aversion to that vegetable, or is this just a coincidence? Is broccoli the Bush family’s version of kryptonite?
Inquiring minds want to know!
A Big Ol’ Cigar for Jeremy and Karie
Congratulations this morning to my “little brother” Jeremy and his wife Karie, who delivered their first child on Tuesday. It’s a girl, whom they’ve named Savannah. Anybody who knows Jer well probably can guess the inspiration for the name. (If I may be so bold, I’m going to take a tiny bit of credit here, because I’m the one who turned Jer into a Parrothead many years ago).
I don’t know any of the stats like weight, length, etc., because, as I explained to The Girlfriend last night, Jer and I are guys, and guys don’t pay attention to stuff like that as long as the kid’s healthy. Which, happily, she is.
Jeremy was all of 16 or 17 years old when I first met him. I was much older and far more worldly — I was about 20. In a very real way, I watched him grow up, and all kidding aside, he does seem very much like a younger brother to me. To be honest, I was an immature 20, and the two of us shared a lot of growing-up-type experiences — our first jobs (sweeping up popcorn at the multiplex), road trips, all-night bull sessions, dating, and a few other things he probably doesn’t want me to broadcast. And now he’s a dad. It’s going to take me a while to get used to that idea, more than it did for any of my other friends who’ve had children, I think. But I know he’s going to be a good dad. Even if there are a couple of photo albums he’ll want to burn before little Savannah gets a look at them. Not to worry, though, kid; Uncle Jas has copies of everything, and even better, he’s a storyteller…
The Hunt is Over
Here’s another striking photo from English Russia.com. The copy identifies the location as a beach on the White Sea in northern Russia, near the port city of Severodvinsk. I’m not one of those military buffs who can identify warships at a glance, but, assuming that the movies haven’t misled me, I’d say that’s one of those Typhoon-class “boomers” we were so worried about during the ’80s. Big SOB, isn’t it?
Oh, and as long as I’m linking to English Russia today, this is kind of cool, too…