On the 25th anniversary of 9-11

For me, 9-11 always rolls in like a fog of memory.  Like the tragedies of JFK's assassination, space shuttle Challenger exploding on ascent, or the triumph of Apollo 11's landing, I'll always remember where I was and details of the day it happened.  As I've said before, 

On that bright Tuesday morning, I was out of the office at a small company that we contracted to do some testing on our radios. As the technician and I were setting up the test, the company's secretary/receptionist came in and said the local radio station had a bulletin that an airplane had hit the World Trade Center. My first reaction, perhaps strangely, was that radio navigation systems can't be that wrong, it must have been a terrible accident. Act of war did not enter my mind. As the morning went on, a TV set was put in place and large antenna hooked up outside (there are no local over the air TV channels). We watched the second plane hit and quickly realized this was no accident. That's when the thoughts of Pearl Harbor and other acts of war started. I've heard it credited to Ian Fleming as his character Auric Goldfinger, but the saying goes, "Once is happenstance, twice is coincidence, three times is enemy action." And so it appeared that day.

In the days that followed, I learned that friends were affected by the events of 9-11, but weren't directly involved. A co-worker was on business at Boeing, and had to rent a car to drive home. A very close friend was waiting at JFK airport to fly home, and saw the attacks in real time. He also had to rent a car and drive home. A cousin lives within viewing distance of the Twin Towers and watched it. And now I have friends who have sons in the armed forces in Afghanistan, and others who have been in Iraq. We need to remember we are at war, even if our enemy isn't a convenient nation-state. You can pretend we're not at war if you'd like, but if someone swears to destroy you, it's prudent to believe them.

I'm a mix of groups of responses. The first group of feelz is "remember the fallen", "remember the first responders who ran into the buildings", "remember the dead and wounded servicemen, the ones who came back with missing limbs, or injuries that can't be seen" and "remember their families." The second group of feelz is along the lines expressed best by Aesop at Raconteur Report in his excellent post in 2018: "Every Day is 9/11. That's Exactly the Problem". Unfortunately, while his blog is there with a six month old post, this one doesn't come up. While I'm not sure, that may be the column that made me a regular reader over at his place. 

But then came 2021 and the Bidenistas. We weren't defeated, we formally demonstrated defeating ourselves to the whole world. We lost in what might have been the most incompetent cluster fuck in the history of man. A team of Brownie Girl Scouts could have planned and executed that abandonment of Afghanistan better than the Biden military did. As Keith Finch, a former Marine writing for GAT Daily, says:

That’s the strangest thing about this longest war. We weren’t defeated. We won the fights. We’re damn good at fighting. We lost because ‘winning’ never had a defined end state. It wasn’t ‘When we get Bin Laden’ or ‘The Total Annihilation of the current Al-Qaeda structure no matter where they hide.’

This would have been a very different war if we had told certain states to shove it, we are going hunting anyway. It wouldn’t have been diplomatic, but with the righteous rage of the United States at that moment who could have lodged more than token protests?

We lost because we just said, okay we’re done and went home in a way that looked shaky weak and deceptive… we didn’t even have the fortitude to stand up and declare, Afghanistan you are on your own guys because we’re out. Biden boldly promised that he didn’t believe and we had no indication that the Taliban would roll up the country… which was utter bullshit of course. They were our escort out. An ass-backwards neobarbarian culture that we kicked out was back in the seat of power.

It makes it feel like we were never there to many.

While that's a good summary it ignores the aspect of the war that may be the most telling.  The incredible transfer of wealth to the so-called beltway bandits - the contractors that profit off war.  Everyone focuses on the businesses, especially the defense contractors, but it's just as big a crime for the congress critters and the Fed.gov employees who participate with the dirty money, too.  Early on, we could have easily turned Afghanistan and more of the Mideast into plains of Trinitite, but we didn't do that "for the chidrin."  We didn't do it because our civilization respects not punishing innocents for things they didn't do. That's hard to believe when you look at things from abandoning people like Biden's translator in Afghanistan to the Covid response. The problem is that nation building doesn't really work.  Does it ever? I don't really know. Maybe now and then.

Just to be clear, it's not that I think we should still be in Afghanistan, I'm closer to those who have said we should have gotten out long ago, only we should have done it competently. We didn't leave from any position of strength, we left with our tails between our legs looking so weak as to be pitiful to the charitable observers and pathetic to the rest of the world. I'm sure we're especially pathetic to the heirs of Bin Laden who declared us "a weak horse" easy to roll over. I expect lots more actual attempts to emulate 9/11 while we're showing weakness. Less like shirtless guy with buffalo horns and more like, you know, actual acts of terrorism. 

In the end, I always think of it by personalizing it. Imagine you were in those buildings. It's a normal workday, maybe you had the usual morning rush, getting your kids off to school. All normal. You get to work, get settled into your place, start digging into whatever sort of problems your job has you solving. Just like every other day. Suddenly, because of a 7th century mandate, as interpreted by a nutjob in a cave half a world away, your building shakes. Pretty soon it's on fire. You try for the stairs but can't get there, the stairwell is choked with flames and smoke. You're trapped. The fire is getting worse. There's nobody coming to help you that can give a tiny bit of hope. The only way out is death. But staying where you are means being slowly burned to death. Which way do you take? Do you burn to death, slowly, agonizingly, or jump and get it over with in one moment, after a long fall to think about it? 

A group of 9-11 victims who chose the "get it over with in one moment" option.

Happy Independence Day - 2026

I've run this post almost every July 4th in the 16 years I've been blogging.  There were only two years I didn't and both of those posts were about problems that must have seemed really big. They not only were really big but still are (2012, 2014).  My lesson is that while they were important, the big picture is to remind ourselves of the history, and celebrate the achievement of getting to our semiquincentennial, the 250th anniversary of our Republic, while we enjoy the day with family and friends.  The problems will still be here on the fifth. 

IN CONGRESS, JULY 4, 1776

The Unanimous Declaration of the Thirteen United States of America

When, in the course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another, and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the laws of nature and of nature's God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.  

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. That to secure these rights, governments are instituted among men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed. That whenever any form of government becomes destructive to these ends, it is the right of the people to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their safety and happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shown that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such government, and to provide new guards for their future security. --Such has been the patient sufferance of these colonies; and such is now the necessity which constrains them to alter their former systems of government. The history of the present King of Great Britain is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute tyranny over these states. To prove this, let facts be submitted to a candid world. 

He has refused his assent to laws, the most wholesome and necessary for the public good.

He has forbidden his governors to pass laws of immediate and pressing importance, unless suspended in their operation till his assent should be obtained; and when so suspended, he has utterly neglected to attend to them. 

He has refused to pass other laws for the accommodation of large districts of people, unless those people would relinquish the right of representation in the legislature, a right inestimable to them and formidable to tyrants only. 

He has called together legislative bodies at places unusual, uncomfortable, and distant from the depository of their public records, for the sole purpose of fatiguing them into compliance with his measures. 

He has dissolved representative houses repeatedly, for opposing with manly firmness his invasions on the rights of the people. 

He has refused for a long time, after such dissolutions, to cause others to be elected; whereby the legislative powers, incapable of annihilation, have returned to the people at large for their exercise; the state remaining in the meantime exposed to all the dangers of invasion from without, and convulsions within. 

He has endeavored to prevent the population of these states; for that purpose obstructing the laws for naturalization of foreigners; refusing to pass others to encourage their migration hither, and raising the conditions of new appropriations of lands. 

He has obstructed the administration of justice, by refusing his assent to laws for establishing judiciary powers. 

He has made judges dependent on his will alone, for the tenure of their offices, and the amount and payment of their salaries. 

He has erected a multitude of new offices, and sent hither swarms of officers to harass our people, and eat out their substance. 

He has kept among us, in times of peace, standing armies without the consent of our legislature. 

He has affected to render the military independent of and superior to civil power.

He has combined with others to subject us to a jurisdiction foreign to our constitution, and unacknowledged by our laws; giving his assent to their acts of pretended legislation: 

For quartering large bodies of armed troops among us: 

For protecting them, by mock trial, from punishment for any murders which they should commit on the inhabitants of these states: 

For cutting off our trade with all parts of the world: 

For imposing taxes on us without our consent: 

For depriving us in many cases, of the benefits of trial by jury: 

For transporting us beyond seas to be tried for pretended offenses: 

For abolishing the free system of English laws in a neighboring province, establishing therein an arbitrary government, and enlarging its boundaries so as to render it at once an example and fit instrument for introducing the same absolute rule in these colonies: 

For taking away our charters, abolishing our most valuable laws, and altering fundamentally the forms of our governments: 

For suspending our own legislatures, and declaring themselves invested with power to legislate for us in all cases whatsoever. 

He has abdicated government here, by declaring us out of his protection and waging war against us. 

He has plundered our seas, ravaged our coasts, burned our towns, and destroyed the lives of our people. 

He is at this time transporting large armies of foreign mercenaries to complete the works of death, desolation and tyranny, already begun with circumstances of cruelty and perfidy scarcely paralleled in the most barbarous ages, and totally unworthy the head of a civilized nation. 

He has constrained our fellow citizens taken captive on the high seas to bear arms against their country, to become the executioners of their friends and brethren, or to fall themselves by their hands. 

He has excited domestic insurrections amongst us, and has endeavored to bring on the inhabitants of our frontiers, the merciless Indian savages, whose known rule of warfare, is undistinguished destruction of all ages, sexes and conditions. 

In every stage of these oppressions we have petitioned for redress in the most humble terms: our repeated petitions have been answered only by repeated injury. A prince, whose character is thus marked by every act which may define a tyrant, is unfit to be the ruler of a free people.  

Nor have we been wanting in attention to our British brethren. We have warned them from time to time of attempts by their legislature to extend an unwarrantable jurisdiction over us. We have reminded them of the circumstances of our emigration and settlement here. We have appealed to their native justice and magnanimity, and we have conjured them by the ties of our common kindred to disavow these usurpations, which, would inevitably interrupt our connections and correspondence. They too have been deaf to the voice of justice and of consanguinity. We must, therefore, acquiesce in the necessity, which denounces our separation, and hold them, as we hold the rest of mankind, enemies in war, in peace friends. 

We, therefore, the representatives of the United States of America, in General Congress, assembled, appealing to the Supreme Judge of the world for the rectitude of our intentions, do, in the name, and by the authority of the good people of these colonies, solemnly publish and declare, that these united colonies are, and of right ought to be free and independent states; that they are absolved from all allegiance to the British Crown, and that all political connection between them and the state of Great Britain, is and ought to be totally dissolved; and that as free and independent states, they have full power to levy war, conclude peace, contract alliances, establish commerce, and to do all other acts and things which independent states may of right do. And for the support of this declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of Divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our lives, our fortunes and our sacred honor. 

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It has been shown mathematically that in a system with multiple parties, they either converge to two declared parties or through something like a coalition system they functionally become a two party system. In our society, we are too broken apart along party lines, despite the idea of one big “uniparty” now being the subject of millions of jokes and other comments. In reality, the important choice is a question of whether or not the politico you're referring to is a follower of our founding documents or someone else's. Right now, it appears the biggest competing idea is a tyrannical minority in the name of some form equality, equity or some such nonsense. The biggest competitor is Karl Marx. People are not, and cannot be both free and equal. We are either free or forced into subjugation to create equal outcomes. Opportunities can be equal, like that word that used to be a goal but is now punishable: colorblind. Outcomes can't be. 

Enjoy your day no matter what you do. To those who serve - and have served - to provide this gift of liberty for us:  Thank You from the bottom of my heart.

Happy summer solstice!

The Summer Solstice happened earlier this year than others I've checked before. The exact minute of this years summer solstice was 4:24 a.m. EDT (0824 GMT) . It's now officially summer, and today is the longest day of the year. I used to wonder if anyone has ever measured that with the extremely accurate clocks we have these days. There's always some wobble to the Earth such that times can move around with days milliseconds longer or shorter than predicted. Today is supposed to be 0.3664 milliseconds (or 366.4 microseconds, if you prefer) longer than 24 hours.  

Screen capture from TimeandDate.com

The sunrise/sunset app I have on my phone (really old - I think it's not supported anymore) says sunrise this morning was in the minute it calls 6:26 AM. The earliest sunrise of the year was called 6:25 AM and the phone app said sunrise was 6:25 from June 2 until June 19. Sunrises will get later every morning from here until the new year. Sunset, meanwhile is 8:21 and doesn't reach the latest sunset of the year, 8:23, until June 25 and stays there until July 8th. After that, sunsets get earlier until around the end of November. 

You were expecting symmetry?

It's there, but not what most people seem to expect. Sunrise and sunset don't both move smoothly getting earlier and later reaching their min/max on the solstice. In the summer, the earliest sunrise is before the solstice, latest sunset is after. In the winter, the earliest sunset is before the solstice, late November/early December and latest sunrise is after it - the first week of January. That seems like mirror image symmetry. I should emphasize this in the northern hemisphere. I've never checked this pattern in the southern hemisphere.

I went looking through the blog history searching for articles on this and found that I've only written about the summer solstice a couple of times before, but have written about the winter solstice more times. That's probably at least partly because I greatly prefer our winter over our summer, so I look forward to the winter solstice more.

If you've ever spent time with a good globe, you'll know about an analemma, that shows the motion of the sun - usually shown as seen from the equator. I've posted one pretty picture an amateur took of the sun that recorded the phenomenon for a full year. That was in a winter solstice post. 

Memorial Day 2026

A constantly evolving annual re-post. 

For the 16+ years I've been blogging, I've tended to wonder how many more of any holiday that our republic will survive to see, but this one is the hardest to come to grips with. Memorial Day is the day to honor those who fell fighting to preserve the republic and if Memorial Day falls, that's dishonoring every one of them. Every one of them gave themselves, their lives, their futures, for something bigger than themselves.  

It's not just "the greatest generation" that saved the west in the all out war of WWII; it's all of them, from those who fought in the first battles of the Revolution on April 19, 1775, (commemorated as Patriots' Day but some states shift the date to get a Monday Holiday) to those who were lost in Bumbling Biden's disastrous abandonment of Afghanistan, and those lost since then. We include losses from training accidents as well as actual enemy action. 

For most people, Memorial Day is the semi-official Start of Summer, and it's a rare year indeed that it doesn't feel fully like summer by Memorial Day around here. The day tends to be marked by barbecues, trips out on the boat, or other outdoors activities. Let me join the chorus of folks saying that while you're enjoying your day, take a moment to remember or think of and thank those who gave their all in service to us. The ones who don't get to mark the holiday with us.

I say that in the belief that those who made that sacrifice wouldn't hold it against us to have a little fun on their day.  

In the life of this blog, now in my 16^th year, there's only a small number of pictures I've reposted many times.  Two of them are Memorial Day pictures and I just have to conclude they hit me in a way that others haven't.  I'm going to repost those today.

The first, at least to me, is the more unexpected.  The main interest in this photo isn't a spouse or a child; it's the fallen veteran's dog.  A dog just isn't generally expected to have feelings this deep.

In a final act of loyalty, Hawkeye, the dog of slain Navy SEAL U.S. Navy Petty Officer 1st Class Jon T. Tumilson walked up to his fallen master’s casket during the funeral in Rockford, Iowa, and then laid mournfully down beside the body for the rest of the proceedings. [Note: Petty Officer Tumilson was one of the 30 killed in Afghanistan in the shoot down of Extortion 17 which the families blamed squarely on the Obama administration - SiG]

Far too large a portion of the Deep State could use Hawkeye's loyalty. There are signs that's improving; only time will tell if it's temporary or not. The others could use to ponder showing less humanity than a dog. 

The second one is a person, the widow of an Army Sargent buried at Arlington National Cemetary.

If I read that correctly, Ms. Sayne was visiting her husband's grave when taps sounded from another funeral in process, causing her to almost roll up into a little ball. Her pain is palpable in the picture. I can feel her pain.

Memorial Day is personal. I am blessed to not have lost friends or family in the wars and "actions" that have taken place in my 71+ years in this country, but that doesn't mean I don't see things like this and feel the pain, along with the gratitude and appreciation. 

Around Castle Graybeard, the weather has been relatively mild and dry for late May, but looks to take a turn to the stormy side on Thursday afternoon, when the chances of rain step up quite a bit. 

Hard to think of a better conclusion to Artemis II than that

For the last hour before splashdown and the first 20 minutes or so after it, I was watching the NASA feed as it happened. It seemed that Every Single Milestone they called out was good. The whole time was exceptionally smooth, by the book, and as close to perfect as it gets. 

Odyssey, the Orion capsule, as the splashdown is happening. As close to a perfect conclusion to that as close to a perfect mission as we get.

Go celebrate a little. It's worth it. 

It's Resurrection Sunday - Happy Easter

 

It's Easter, Resurrection Sunday, and as I do regularly, I look at what I've posted for the major holidays in the past, and often modify them quite a bit. Not wholesale tear it up and start over, but some extensive additions and deletions.  FWIW, this one is largely unchanged from 2024.

Looking for the Living One in a Cemetery

Luke 24: 1-12 New Living Translation

24 But very early on Sunday morning^[a] the women went to the tomb, taking the spices they had prepared. ² They found that the stone had been rolled away from the entrance. ³ So they went in, but they didn’t find the body of the Lord Jesus. ⁴ As they stood there puzzled, two men suddenly appeared to them, clothed in dazzling robes.

⁵ The women were terrified and bowed with their faces to the ground. Then the men asked, “Why are you looking among the dead for someone who is alive? ⁶ He isn’t here! He is risen from the dead! Remember what he told you back in Galilee, ⁷ that the Son of Man^[b] must be betrayed into the hands of sinful men and be crucified, and that he would rise again on the third day.”

⁸ Then they remembered that he had said this. ⁹ So they rushed back from the tomb to tell his eleven disciples—and everyone else—what had happened. ¹⁰ It was Mary Magdalene, Joanna, Mary the mother of James, and several other women who told the apostles what had happened. ¹¹ But the story sounded like nonsense to the men, so they didn’t believe it. ¹² However, Peter jumped up and ran to the tomb to look. Stooping, he peered in and saw the empty linen wrappings; then he went home again, wondering what had happened.

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Coming from my background, becoming an evangelical Christian was a large change.  I had studied biochemistry and microbiology in college through my third year before life imposed some detours, eventually getting my degree and starting my career as an engineer late in life (over 30).  I had been an amateur astronomer since about age 10, so between them I was deeply marinated in the standard model of Cosmology as well as conventional biological evolutionary theory.  Frankly, I wasn't giving it much thought any longer, but my wife had re-affirmed her faith (she had first accepted Christ as child) and I was having all of my mental models disrupted.  She had started a subscription to Bibical Archaeology Review and the constant refrain from archaeologists, not religiously motivated, along the lines of "we thought this was old Jewish folklore, but here it is" got me thinking "if that's true, maybe there's more that's true."  Strobel's The Case for Christ, played a role in filling in the gaps in my historical knowledge.  

I went forward for Baptism in 1995 in an evangelical church and an important part of that change was because the pastor had a similar background to mine, at least in the biochemistry/microbiology. He was a pharmacist and the director of the pharmacy department in one of the local hospitals. He quickly became one of our closest friends in the worst time of our lives - Mrs. Graybeard's cancer in 1997. It's a long story, but in the last couple of years the church's elders dumped him. As the story came out, we found a new church - a nearby Southern Baptist church. Our pastor started going to another Southern Baptist church, but closer to his home. He passed away a little before Easter of '24.  

Easter is the most important day in Christianity and far more important than Christmas because of the resurrection.  Everyone has a birthday, but history only records one resurrection.  The resurrection is essential to Christianity; without it there simply is no reason for Christianity to exist.  Since virtually everyone, including honest atheists, agrees Jesus was a real man in history (I've always found it amazing that Jesus' existence is better attested in ancient sources than that of Julius Caesar - but no one claims Julius Caesar was not a real person) and died on the cross, the question becomes whether or not it can be verified that Christ was seen after the resurrection by someone other than the closest circle of disciples. Strobel says:

Did anyone see Jesus alive again? I have identified at least eight ancient sources, both inside and outside the New Testament, that in my view confirm the apostles’ conviction that they encountered the resurrected Christ. Repeatedly, these sources stood strong when I tried to discredit them. 

Could these encounters have been hallucinations? No way, experts told me. Hallucinations occur in individual brains, like dreams, yet, according to the Bible, Jesus appeared to groups of people on three different occasions – including 500 at once!

In the end, after I had thoroughly investigated the matter, I reached an unexpected conclusion: it would actually take more faith to maintain my atheism than to become a follower of Jesus.  

I still think a great summary is "Five Confounding Facts About Jesus' Resurrection" a 2016 post at Donald Sensing's Sense of Events, which has been gone for a while and replaced by Sensing Online.  He has done several excellent posts on the subject, including Jesus and History and links to articles put together by working scientists, "On what basis would a scientist accept the Resurrection?" and "Is Belief in the Resurrection Unscientific?" Do yourself a favor and read this year's (2026's) Easter post at Sensing Online. 

Enjoy your day and your time with your family. I actually woke at 3AM this morning telling myself I forgot to do an Easter post. As I've said almost every year, churches seem more crowded on Christmas than Easter but everyone has a birthday while there's only one who had a resurrection.  That's more important than a birthday.

 

I Done Learnt Somethin New Today

With thanks to Angus McThag at The Abode of McThag, because he posted a piece that made me aware of something called Earth Hour (or Urf Ower as he called it). In short, Earth Hour is just as stupid and useless as Earth Day which happens on April 22 ever year, except it's one hour long on the night of March 28th from 8:30 to 9:30. I feel it's not important for me to check the accuracy of this statement, but I think I've written some post about the stupidity of Earf day every year since I started the blog in 2010. 

Earf Ower started 22 years ago, and a website called Holiday Today describes it this way:

Earth Hour is observed on the last Saturday of March each year as a global grassroots movement for the environment. In 2026, the specific date for the event is March 28. During this hour, millions of people, businesses, and landmarks across more than 190 countries and territories switch off non-essential electric lights from 8:30 p.m. to 9:30 p.m. local time. This symbolic act is organized by the World Wide Fund for Nature (WWF) to raise awareness about the dual crises of climate change and nature loss. Beyond the simple flick of a switch, the initiative encourages participants to “Give an Hour for Earth” by spending 60 minutes doing something positive for the planet, such as learning about biodiversity or adopting sustainable daily habits.

It'll probably be over by the time I post this. 

I'm torn between making fun of this "holiday" and just ignoring it. Compared to the pages of text I've dedicated to Earth Day, it doesn't seem worth it to make fun of an hour. Many times I've said Earth Day is my very favorite holiday to make fun of. Even more than Kwanzaa. This has some of the smell of Earth Day, but nowhere near as much of it. So since it's in the same spirit as Earth Day, but only 1/24 as long, I'll just borrow a couple of paragraphs I've used for the longer "holiday".

The simple truth is that virtually everything about the holiday and the environmental movement is crap. The modern green movement is simply about rich, privileged people wanting to have places to visit that they think are pretty; and unspoiled. They want pretty, natural, wild-looking places to visit on vacations. If that means the people who are living in or near those places have to live lives that range from austere to practically unsurvivable, the greenies think that's just wonderful. 

When you think of it that way, it's easy to realize that the greenies care only about themselves and their enjoyments of life. Of course we should all protect the wilderness! It's theirs! That was never as clear to me as it was while reading Apocalypse Never by Michael Shellenberger a couple of years ago. He vividly talks about people in the wilds of Africa who desperately need better ways to grow food, get water and need electricity. Instead they're kept in a life of desperation by the environmentalists.

Gee, it's after 9:30. Earf Ower is over in the Eastern time zone.

Earf Ower symbol borrowed from Holiday Today. 

This may be my oddest post ever

But it's still better than last year's.

Last year's post was an awkward one about having forgotten it was this blog's 15th blogiversary, but it was almost a full month late. I posted it on March 15. This one isn't that late, only a little. My 16th anniversary was Saturday the 21st. 

My first post was February 21, 2010, which was a Sunday. Since dates move around, instead of celebrating on February 21, I've just used the last Sunday in February. That would have been yesterday, so I even missed the make believe anniversary. 

So let's do the obligatory thing;

Copyright Adobe Stock, as you can see...

As always, I thank you for stopping by. It's hard to know how many people stop by to read by Blogger's stats, part of that is real differences in people stopping by but my gut feel is that most of the "funny business" isn't real. Check out this plot of traffic for the last 90 days. 

Which is more realistic, the peaks up above 20,000 views per day or the ends mostly under 5000? I'll bet those days with over 10,000 views are some sort of either cyber attacks or something nefarious. At random times, I'll get comments that are obviously spam - not related to the post at all, links to other sites, usually outside the US. Stuff like that. I generally delete those but leave the "deleted" message in hopes that the ones doing it will realize the comment will only be there a few hours. 

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So let me pass on something that I think many people will find interesting, especially hams and broader radio hobbyists. We have just gone through at least 1-1/2 days without one visible sunspot. I first saw this yesterday afternoon, and we don't know when or where the next spot will show up. This is the first time without a visible spot in four years. There's a hole in the sun's atmosphere and we've had minor (G1) geomagnetic storms off and on since yesterday, caused by the solar wind getting here both faster and stronger. 

Both of these things are evidence that cycle 25 is decreasing toward solar minimum. That's not to say we're virtually there, that's likely to be four years away (plus or minus something) just to say that it's almost certain that the "good days" of the cycle are going to be less frequent going forward 

In memory of Scott Adams

A departure from the normal here due to Scott Adams' passing away sometime between Monday night and this morning. I've known since it became public that he had aggressive stage 4 prostate cancer and that it looked like he wasn't going to make it to the end of 2025. It looks like he got a longer extension than many. Some of that was undoubtedly personal; perhaps genetics, perhaps attitudes and we heard several times in his last year that he was familiar enough with and to people in high places that could help. 

Like most, I got to know Scott Adams through Dilbert when the comic first started making papers and magazines. We have some Dilbert cartoon collections around the house but I'm not sure about his "real" books. By the time the TV series came out in 1999, I was a regular who watched every episode.  This clip is one of my all time favorites from Dilbert's world.  

Over the years, I've run many Dilbert cartoons.

I posted this on September 8, 2015.

This one was November 25, 2012.

This may be the oldest one I have. It says: Dilbert for September 30, 1995. Amazingly, I remembered it almost word-for-word.

Of course, this next one spoke to me. Alright, they all did, but this one in a different sense. 

This one affected me for life:

Yes, I have bike shorts and always refer to them as my dorky pants. I used to have a printed version of this cartoon on my office wall. 

Related to companies that patent minor things but sue any company that gets close to their turf.

When talk turned to grade inflation in college, this one had to show up:

I believe that's every Dilbert cartoon I've ever run, and it's a bit of guaranteed outcome that when I'm looking for some humorous thing to include, I'll go to cartoons I remember, but it's going to be tough for a while.  I can't claim to have any tremendous insights into Scott as a person. His last interviews bring some things I can relate to, along with things we'll all face someday.  One of my first quotes from Scott was in a post in the fourth month of the blog: 

Like Scott Adams says on risk vs reward:

For a manager: Success: you get tons of money. Fail: someone under you gets laid off.

For an engineer: Success: you get a handsome certificate, suitable for framing. Fail: think Space Shuttle Challenger, Columbia, Hyatt Regency walkway. Money lost, possibly large numbers of people die.

Perhaps the most recent risk/reward quote of his will live much longer. From his final post to X about becoming Christian:

"I'm not a believer but I have to admit the risk-reward calculation for doing so looks attractive. So here I go," according to the statement by Adams.

"I accept Jesus Christ as my lord and savior and I look forward to spending an eternity with him. The part about me being a believer should be quickly resolved if I wake up in heaven."

So long, Scott. I hope we meet on the other side some day.

Happy New Year 2026!

New Year's Eve is upon us, and I just want to wish all of you a happy New Year.  By this time of the year, pretty much every year, I'm sick of the "year in review" shows on TV, so I'll just post a little about my year in review.  It's customary to start the New Year with a reference to the Roman god Janus - his name is where January gets its name - who could look both backward and forward at the same time, so we can do the same thing.

It seems to be a pattern of the last several years that a major part of the year revolves around some medical crap. Without a doubt the worst of 2025 was March 1st, when I woke to my little buddy Mojo, our old man cat, passed away in my arms. To be honest, I’m not completely over that. I don’t see him in his favorite places around the house like I did at first, but certain pictures or tunes still choke me up. We brought another cat into our lives in July, Independence Day weekend, but she’s not a replacement, she’s a completely different “personality.”

My semi-annual visit to my GP in February was boringly normal, but April’s annual visit to the cardiologist was the start of an “adventure” (only slightly sarcastic) that still hasn’t played out fully. I’ve mentioned this many times, but a short summary is that on my birthday in 2013 I started having weird heartbeat sensations that ended in being told I had various arrhythmias including afib, PVCs, PACs and more. At this April's visit, the technician doing an echocardiogram asked it I ever had trouble with my afib and I told her I don’t know that I ever had it besides that one time 12 years ago. She replied, “you’re having it now.”

After several visits with my “regular” cardiologist, that vocal exchange happened with other people. My cardiologist referred me to a cardiac electrophysiologist and the short summary is that I’m currently heading toward a procedure with him to burn out areas of my heart that are causing the improper heartbeat. I don’t have a date assigned, yet. The ablation uses a radio frequency source called a Farapulse to do the burning, which seems appropriate for a guy who designed radio receivers and transmitters.

The big thing of the year was I finally got my umbilical (belly button area) hernia repaired on June 12th. It was all pretty much by the book until about one week post surgery. Still living with the “don’t lift anything heavier than a coffee mug” I stretched out in bed to take a nap and I woke up, noticed my abdomen was covered in an itchy rash. I treated it with benadryl or calamine/benadryl mix and it would knock out the itch for a few hours. I was able to bump up my appointment with the Physician’s Assistant for the post-surgery checkup, and he just confirmed what I was doing. He said that I had never said I have allergic reactions to things they used, and I pointed out that never having had one doesn’t mean I ever had whatever it was they used that gave me the rash. Surprising to me is that one of the old suture incisions still gets itchy once or twice a week. Cortisone or those other things still work.

After a few months post-surgery, I started pushing toward doing core strengthening mostly with sit-ups. I’ve gotten back to doing a hundred situps on weightlifting days so like a couple of times/week. For a variety of reasons mostly related to the need for the ablation, I’ve gone from riding the bike three days/week to walking, which is unrealistically easy.

As for looking toward the future, my crystal ball is cloudy. I'm a "real money" guy and the gyrations of the central bankers have had me expecting economic collapse Real Soon Now for about 20 years - certainly before the '08 collapse. I had seen talk of the subprime crisis developing in '06, before it started and led to the '08 collapse. I've written so many times about economic collapse that haven't come true that I've stopped believing in myself - or my ability to predict it. I've also written about the collapse of technological civilization, the "new dark ages" so many times that the same conclusion happened. I'm just not going to put out wrong predictions again. I'll do a post on the collapse when it happens.

A couple of years ago, I thought (and still think) I could see the Crusades 2 point 0 approaching with Islamists openly attacking other countries. When we see the DEI mind virus pushing into STEM colleges and programs, when competence, hard work, and attention to detail are derided as "white supremacy" or whatever, will you ever feel safe crossing a bridge or riding a commercial jet? So few people actually know how to design the critical parts in the essential electronics we take for granted, if the semiconductor fab plants were suddenly gone - intentionally or by some natural disaster - could they be recreated?

I think it's going to happen, I just don't know when.

On the stuff we watch the closest here: space exploration, I expected that Starship would have reached orbit two years ago or maybe more. I remember asking if something as ambitious as Starship could reach orbit in fewer flights than the vastly simpler Falcon 1. On the other hand, they know vastly more than they did about making orbital spacecraft back then, but something as ambitious as Starship has never flown. That said, I think they make orbit this year. As for other predictions, Rocket Lab's Neutron will fly, and there's a rumor going around that Rocket Lab is going to buy the leftover-hulk of ULA.

Let me leave it there, along with a wish for a very Happy New Year to everyone who stops to read here. May it be healthy and fun for all.

Christmas Eve 2025

This year is the 57th anniversary of Apollo 8's lunar orbit mission. The crew, Frank Borman, Jim Lovell and William Anders, spent almost one full day in lunar orbit, completing 10 orbits of the moon before heading back to Earth. At the moment, it looks like we'll get the Artemis II, "not quite enough like Apollo 8 to call it a re-do" mission no earlier than February of 2026. It won't even orbit the moon once, it will just loop around the moon and return to Earth without going into orbit around our neighbor.

The six-day long Apollo 8 mission full of firsts lifted off on Dec. 21, 1968, and it would feature the first time that humans had looked down on the moon from orbit; the first time that humans had seen the far side of the moon with their own eyes, not an orbiting camera.  And it would mark the first time anyone had ever seen the Earth rise over another world.  

I think any vote on the top 10 photos from the Apollo era would include this famous Earth rise shot from Apollo 8, arguably as the most famous or most important. 

Apollo 8 was originally not conceived as the mission it became; it was intended to be part of qualifying the Apollo spacecraft in Low Earth Orbit (LEO).  There had been only one prior manned Apollo mission, Apollo 7, and that had been only two months before in October.  While a Saturn V had been test launched, it had never carried astronauts into orbit.

"NASA officials realized that this was risky, since Apollo 7 had not yet qualified the spacecraft when their tentative decision was made," a NASA historical document reported. The decision was further complicated by Apollo 8's need for a more powerful rocket, called the Saturn V, which had never been tested on a crewed launch. But after months of discussion, NASA decided to move forward with an Apollo 8 moon mission on Nov. 10, about a month before the launch.

Space fans from those days will remember that critical rocket burns happened while the Apollo capsule was out of radio contact - over the far side of the moon.  The burn to stop Apollo 8 from looping around the moon and returning to Earth, enabling them to orbit the moon, had to take place while over the far side.  A day later, the burn to get them out of lunar orbit and returning to Earth took place over the far side as well.

All that remained was the return trip home. Mission controllers waited anxiously Christmas morning as the crew turned their engine on again, on the far side of the moon.

As they re-emerged, Lovell called out, "Please be informed, there is a Santa Claus," signaling that the ship was headed back to Earth. The crew landed successfully on Dec. 27.

Christmas Eve was the day they orbited the moon, the day that the crew spoke to us of the "stark and unappetizing" look of the lunar surface and read from the book of Genesis, the first book in the Christian bible.  Here on Earth, 1968 had been a tumultuous year. There had been riots in many places, assassinations (including Robert F Kennedy) and troubles all around the globe. On Christmas eve, in awe of what these men were accomplishing, it seemed like the world held its breath and watched. 

As I say every year, hold close the ones you love. Give thanks to the people who work the day so that others won't have to, including, police, fire, emergency workers of all kinds including military and hospital workers. If we're very lucky, this will be the worst Christmas of our lives and everything in life gets better year by year for the rest of our lives. And if things get worse, we'll remember this as the "good old days". Either way, hold tight.

Winter Solstice 2025

You can blame Tam at View From the Porch for leading me to this. I saw her celebrating the solstice in this morning's post and was struck with empathy for any one who gets Seasonal Affective Disorder living "up north" and my own rather different reaction to the solstice. 

Solstice, of course, comes from words meaning "sun" and "standing still" and marks the time when the sun's position stops moving south (today) or north (June's summer solstice) for a moment before starting to move in the other direction. Tam was celebrating today because the sun has stopped moving south and is starting back north, leading slowly but inexorably to a longer daylight portion of the 24 hours. Which is the part I tend to dread. Not that I hate daylight, but this is Florida and my chances of being comfortable in the summer aren't as good as during the other 3/4 of the year. "If I've said it once, I've said it a million times" a technologically advanced civilization couldn't exist here without air conditioning. 

That says that from my viewpoint, both the summer and winter solstices have something in common: I'm hoping for cooler weather.  

According to Time And Date (dot com!), the moment of the sun standing still was 10:03AM Eastern Time here, or 1503 UTC.  It's the shortest day of the year but neither the latest sunrise or the earliest sunset.  The earliest sunset was in early December; the latest sunrise will be in early January. According to the Sunrise and Fall app on my phone, sunrise this morning  was 7:10 AM and sunset 5:31 PM. 

The motion of the sun north and south over the course of the year traces out a curve called an analemma, which you usually see printed on globes.  You can photograph one of these yourself if you care to dedicate a camera to doing nothing else for a year.  It takes a bit of planning, but you just need to take a photograph at the exact same time (use UTC so you don't get messed up DST chances) from a camera left at the exact same place throughout the year and be sure before you start that the image will fit on the film or sensor.  Once a week is a good, round number and you pretty much can't make the exposures too short.  Take the photograph when the sun is high enough above the horizon to record on the winter solstice, and leave the camera pointed at the same place for a year.  Add one longer exposure picture when the sky has a pretty look you like and maybe you can get a picture as pretty as this one, taken by István Mátis from a window in his apartment in Romania.  He wrote,

The discs of the Sun are taken between 11/6/2012 and 1/19/2014 at 7:00 UT, which is 9'o clock in the morning local time during winter and 10'o clock during daylight saving time. The background is made on 1/14/2014 at 7:55 local time, from the original location of the analemma.

My guess is that the gaps in the pattern were caused by cloudy days. 

Of course today also has another important meaning that was mentioned last Thursday. It's the 10th anniversary of the first successful landing of a Falcon 9, December 21, 2015. While I vividly remember standing outside watching everything visible about the launch, the landing was below our visual horizon so we couldn't see it that night. SpaceX released this video some time later.

The pure emotion of everyone working the launch is awesome to see.

Yesterday Isaacman was named, today the Prez drops an EO

I had planned to "call in sick" tonight, but it's not really sick, I just spent too much of the day working on plumbing - my least favorite kind maintaining the house. It's more like simply that everything hurts. 

Then I go look at Ars Technica and see Eric Berger posted a news item, "Trump commits to Moon landing by 2028, followed by a lunar outpost two years later."  

While I hear the stories about Trump working pretty much 24/7, I think this was worked on by more than one man for more than one day. That said, there's a lot stuff in there worth reading. I'll just paste Eric's top level summary and add that there's far more than that in the Executive Order itself. 

• 2028 lunar landing: Trump commits to returning Americans to the Moon by 2028 through the Artemis Program. Isaacman is to submit a plan within 90 days for achieving this and other policy objectives and mitigating any problems. Presumably, this will include ideas to expedite the development of a Human Landing System and lunar surface spacesuits.
• A lunar outpost: Establish “initial elements of a permanent lunar outpost by 2030 to ensure a sustained American presence in space and enable the next steps in Mars exploration.” The use of “outpost” could mean surface activities or the Lunar Gateway in orbit around the Moon, and it seems deliberately ambiguous.
• Nuclear reactors on the Moon: Seeks to deploy nuclear reactors on the Moon and in orbit, including a lunar surface reactor ready for launch by 2030. With this item, it does seem like the administration is committed to some sort of lunar surface activities in the long term.
• Private launch: “Enhance sustainability and cost-effectiveness of launch and exploration architectures, including enabling commercial launch services and prioritizing lunar exploration.” It’s good to see the administration acknowledge that privately developed rockets are the future.
• End of ISS: “Spurring private sector initiative and a commercial pathway to replace the International Space Station by 2030.” This is a restatement of NASA’s goal to end the space station in 2030 and have one or more commercial stations ready to go as a follow-up. That’s easier said than done.
• A focus on leaner procurement: “Use of existing authorities to improve efficiency and expedite space acquisitions, including a first preference for commercial solutions and a general preference for Other Transactions Authority or Space Act Agreements, customary commercial terms, or any other pathways to promote effective or streamlined acquisitions.” Cost-plus contracts are not mentioned.
• End the National Space Council: “This order supersedes Executive Order 14056 of December 1, 2021 (The National Space Council), which is hereby revoked.” Trump brought back the Space Council during his first term, but perhaps Vice President JD Vance is not interested in this area of policy.

NASA Associate Administrator Amit Kshatriya, left, along with NASA employees, welcomes NASA Administrator Jared Isaacman to the Mary W. Jackson NASA Headquarters Building in Washington on his first day of work, Thursday, Dec. 18, 2025. Credit: NASA/Bill Ingalls

On a totally unrelated note, Eric Berger does a story on the first successful landing of a Falcon 9, December 21, 2015. While I vividly remember watching the launch, the excitement of them successfully landing back on the Cape, and that it was 2015, the thing that's missing from my memory was that was three days after my last day of work. Which means I didn't think about work for a nanosecond.

Now, if you'll pardon me, I'm going to treat myself to a couple of Tylenol.

This is a big week

This is a personal big week. This is the 10th anniversary of my retirement, my last week and last day of working. That was Friday, December 18, 2015. The 18th is this coming Thursday. 

As I said that day, I started working full time in late 1975.  Before that, I worked part time while going to school.  From 1975 to 2025, I had been unemployed for 6 weeks.  It was '82, during the post-Carter recession, when Fed Head Paul Volcker raised the prime rate to 21.5% (at one point) to stop the near-runaway inflation of the late 70s.  Since then, I had been laid off, but generally left one job on Friday and started a new one on the following Monday.  

I started in college in the fall of '72, three months after high school, with intent to study biochemistry but never had a good feel for what was available in terms of where to work and what to do. I ended up dropping out of that program, got a job as an electronics technician based on what I learned as a hobbyist and started going to school at night for that. I worked full time and took two night classes per term until 1988 when I finally got my bachelor's degree. 

There's a saying everyone knows about "the best laid plans of mice and men" and it describes this part of my life. In high school, I was in all the "honors" classes, graduated with honors, had some recognition I don't remember the name of from the National Merit Scholarship Qualification test, and was accepted to both colleges I applied to. In my senior year of high school, my dad fell at work (US Postal Service), re-injuring an old injury from WWII and became disabled - wheelchair bound. Mom and dad had to tell me they couldn't pay my tuition like we had planned. So I went for some "discount knowledge at the junior college" - Miami Dade Junior College. Until they moved to the next county north and further disrupted life.

In my adult life, I never took more than a week long vacation while working and since retiring, we haven't gone anywhere for more than 10 days. We took a couple of trips but really nothing much, and I think our last trip was to the August 2017 Total Solar Eclipse. We went to a small city in Tennessee that was closer to the centerline of the eclipse path, called Goodlettsville. We drove up, 800 miles each way, spending one night in Chattanooga on the way up, and one just south of Atlanta on the way back. Yeah, we could have done each drive in one day but took it easy.  

Now that I sit down to tell the story, that's really just about all of it. We paid off our house early, and really tried to get into a good position financially so that we might be less likely to need to go back to work. It worked out well. The house was built in 1980 (IIRC - we bought it from the first buyer in 1984) so while it was built well, survived the various hurricanes and tropical storms well, it's still a 45 year old house. While I fight to keep hiring contractors to a minimum, every so often, I need to. We replaced the central Air system in 2020 - where system means not just the air conditioner itself, but the duct system as well keep. I need an expert for that. I mostly keep an eye on things. 

After I graduated Junior College we played with some goofy pictures. Here I am pondering a lawn sprinkler as if it's some sort of alien technology. I think this was in 1985, but I'd need to go find my degree or an old resume to verify that.

Pearl Harbor Remembrance Day musings

This is just a simple suggestion to take a few seconds to remember it.  Pay respect to the WWII vets who fought and died there 84 years ago this morning. There were 2,403 Americans killed and 1,178 wounded. If you're a praying person, send some thanks and gratitude to them.

Looking back I find I don't mention Pearl Harbor as often as other important days to remember. I'm going to guess it's because of it being a remote memory all my life. I was born after WWII. Dad suffered from injuries during training which kept him from deploying to Europe and left him impaired for life. 

Those of you of a certain age will remember how all sorts of special celebrations and special events in 1976 centered around it being the bicentennial. 2026 will be the 250th birthday of the Republic. The 250th anniversary is referred to as the Semiquincentennial, the Bisesquicentennial, or the Sestercentennial. I haven't heard or seen any of those words used yet, but I suspect once the calendar says 2026, we'll start to hear them. I'm guessing anyone who was older than about six years old in 1976 will have some memories of the bicentennial year. 

We're having a cool front come through and it's raining at the moment. It's not going to get cold, even by our rather warm standards; it's just going to be better than the last week or so and will be a couple to a few degrees under the averages instead of five or so above them. (Average high is 77 and average low is 58.) Tomorrow's forecast high is 75 and low 59. 

Hope everyone had a nice Thanksgiving

It was a day to feel like things are pleasantly normal, rather than appearing to be in the opening moves of the Crusades 2.0. Thursday, we enjoyed what has become our traditional Thanksgiving celebration at my brother's house in south Florida. There and back combine into five hours of driving, but it's mostly the Florida Turnpike and I-95 so it's easier than driving in stop and go traffic. We spent from about 1:00 to about 6:00 PM with my extended family. We had a different day than last year's, which was at my nephew's over on the west side of the state. Both were nice, but the meeting at my brother's has been going on since that nephew was a teenager. 

Friday was our Thanksgiving here with just us. I smoked a turkey using a method I found years ago on Serious Eats; a combination of spatchcocking the turkey together with a dry brine and then smoking in my Weber kettle grill. It gives such a nice pink smoke ring in the meat that you just don't get with the electric smokers. I've done this basic recipe several times and it does produce a good turkey. I have fooled around with what I do a bit but I never know if the main difference is what I've done or how the turkeys are being raised. An aspect of this guy's recipe I never made the effort to follow is to add a tablespoon of baking powder into the dry rub. It's supposed to make the skin crisper and I didn't notice that at all.

Disclaimer: not this year's turkey. This picture is from 2021. 

The rest of my "usual activities" have been a bit on Abby's side of normal (Abby Normal...). Solar activity has been low and radio propagation has pretty low activity. I haven't bothered to turn the station on in days. I have a sale offer from the station software I use most (Ham Radio Deluxe) and I really need to spend a few hours working on that, trying to fix some odd issues I see when it automagically logs a contact for me. First step is to get the latest update installed - which I downloaded last weekend. 

We do have the potential for some improvement in propagation. A large sunspot group just rotated across the solar limb and started its one week voyage of pointing more directly at us each day until it's in the middle longitudes of the sun's face. Top story at SpaceWeather.com. In the last 24 hours, the Solar Flux has gone up from 120 to 160 and the planetary K index has increased from 2 to 3. 

It's worth watching a bit more closely.

Other than that, it has been fixing odds and ends around the house. We've been in this house 41 years. I don't think there's anything beyond big pipes in the slab that hasn't been replaced by now.

Time for my annual Black Friday post

Think it's early for that?  Black Friday is still the day after Thanksgiving? You must not get much junk email.  I swear I've been getting ads proclaiming Black Friday sales since last July.  Just to put a rough boundary on the question, in an average day, I get in the vicinity of 100 emails addressed to my normal home email address and the account associated with the blog gets the (usually) couple of comments to a posting and another 10 to 15 junk mails. That said, the whole point of using the term "Black Friday Sale" is to make you think it's a better sale than any other sale all year long.

Yeah, I know.  For all the good complaining about Black Friday Sale junk mail going on all year is gonna do, I may as well do another "Old Man Yells at Cloud" kind of post.

What they've done, instead of making shoppers (at least, this shopper) think that some special sales are going on, is to convince us that there's no such thing as Black Friday anymore.  As I've said before, when every day is Black Friday, no day can be Black Friday - in the usual sense of a special day that kicks off the Christmas shopping season.  It has just become another way of saying "SALE" in every retail place that pushes it. Saying it's a Black Friday sale adds no more information than simply saying "SALE." 

It always pays to know what going prices are.  I've heard that generally speaking, the best time for deals is closer to Christmas, especially right before Christmas.  You'll get better prices than this week, but it's a gamble.  You're betting that the stores will be stuck with something you want and they would rather discount it than not sell it.  If they sell out first you lose.  If they don't sell out but still won't or can't cut the price, again you lose.  That said, it has worked out for me in the past.  It's sort of like calling a bluff in poker.    

Retail is a rough way to make a living. I'm sure you've heard how airline reservation systems base the seat price on the apparent interest in a flight.  If you go back and check on the price of that seat every week, the system says there must be more demand for that flight and raises the price.  What if stores could measure real time demand and adjust the price.  Say you're looking for a new tool or other gadget; what if they see someone checking the web site regularly and interpret that as several people interested in that item and raised its price?  Would you be upset or offended?  What if they dropped the price to see at what level you can't resist pushing the Glistening, Candy-like, "BUY" button?  I don't have any hard evidence that anyone does that, but it seems trivial for an online store to track interest in something.  Their biggest risk is scaring away or alienating customers. 

To me the Golden Rule is the willing seller/willing buyer.  If people are happy with what they paid, regardless of whether or not it really is "the best price of the year," and the seller is happy with the price they got for it, that's definition of a fair price.  I'm sure not gonna poop in someone's Post Toasties by telling them they didn't get the best price ever.  

Over the years, this seems to have become my default cartoon for my Black Friday post. Note that it says "Joe Heller 2010" in the top left corner! 2010 was my first year of the blog and I looked up the month of November to see if I used it then, but I didn't. I used one with a white cat walking on his hind legs and captioned "Invisible Shopping Cart."

It's finally fall

It's not like the weather has been that oppressive, it's just that we still haven't had a run of days where it stayed under 80 all day long.  A few weeks ago, NOAA (the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration) posted their forecast for winter, giving us a forecast of warmer than normal. This is the graphic they published widely:

Since I just misread this, let me point out my mistake. The key to interpreting the colors is at the bottom right of the graphic and you can see that it's saying there's a 40-50% chance of above normal temperatures, not that the temperatures will be 40-50% above normal. To get into the "likely above normal", requires the third color down, distinctively redder than the color over pretty much all of peninsular Florida. My inner ackshually guy says if there's a 50% chance of above normal temperatures, doesn't that say that there's a 50% chance of temperatures that are normal or below? 

Our coolest month of the year is generally January. While I've woken up to frost visible on the neighbors' roofs as early December 7, I can't recall that once in the 9 winters I've been retired. I think we had frost, typically one day, maybe 3 years of the 9. This is why I've joked in comments elsewhere around the 'net that on my planet, water only occurs as a liquid or a gas.  Solid water can be created with appliances but is not found in nature.  

Starting this Thursday, we're going into the coolest forecast week probably since last March. This is lifted from the Weather Underground 10-day forecast at Melbourne International Airport.

Graph of temperature vs time for the three days. The vertical lines are midnight, but you realized that since they divide the days from each other. 

I know this is a strange world for many of you, and we greatly appreciate the days under 80 degrees, but just a few months ago, that was a common overnight low temperature for August. Those of you watching the beautiful colors of fall, those aren't common at all here. Yeah, there's a handful of trees around the county that change colors, and we have a maple in our front yard that does that. Peak colors tend to be in January and are pretty disappointing for most people who are used to the fall colors in other parts of the country. 

We will have rain overnight tonight and then tomorrow. The clearing skies and nicer weather start Tuesday. Hope it's enjoyable where you are!