Monthly Archives: May 2007

It only works if the sky cooperates

Side by side images of an equatorial mount

The big problem with doing astronomical photography is that if it’s too cloudy, you’re pretty much out of luck.

The other, not quite so big problem, is that an equatorial mount is a kind of arcane looking device. Lots of dials, lots of knobs and gauges. And if you’ve never used one before, it’s not an easy thing to figure out from scratch. Consider this a very basic primer.

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Updating on the Road

So! We’re up North and visiting the folks. There’s a couple tons of photos from the drive up that My Wife will be posting in time, and while we’re up here I’m going to be doing some experimentation with astronomical photography using tips from the Astronomy Magazine website. I’ve got the old Yashika J-7 SLR set up with a clock-drive equatorial mount to try doing long-exposure shots with minimal trails. We’ll have to see how that works out.

I’ve also got the old Ansco Karomat up here. It’s loaded with an ancient roll of high contrast Kodak Rapid Process Copy film. It seemed like an interesting experiment to mix a camera from the 1950’s with some film manufactured some time in the mid 70’s.

Movie Collision

Today’s comic isn’t much bigger than two meters.

Continuing with the quizzes

Your Score: Humphrey Bogart

You scored 28% Tough, 14% Roguish, 38% Friendly, and 19% Charming!

You’re the original man of honor, rough and tough but willing to stick your neck out when you need to, despite what you might say to the contrary. You’re a complex character full of spit and vinegar, but with a soft heart and a tender streak that you try to hide. There’s usually a complicated dame in the picture, someone who sees the real you behind all the tough talk and can dish it out as well as you can. You’re not easy to get next to, but when you find the right partner, you’re caring and loyal to a fault. A big fault. But you take it on the chin and move on, nursing your pain inside and maintaining your armor…until the next dame walks in. Or possibly the same dame, and of all the gin joints in all the world, it had to be yours. Co-stars include Ingrid Bergman and Lauren Bacall, hot chicks with problems.

Find out what kind of classic dame you’d make by taking the

Classic Dames Test.

Link: The Classic Leading Man Test written by gidgetgoes on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test

Right in the middle

What American accent do you have?
Created by Xavier on Memegen.net

Midland. The Midland (please don’t confuse with "Midwest") itself is the neutral zone between the North and South. But just because you have a Midland accent doesn’t mean you’re from there. Since it is considered a neutral, default, "non-regional" accent you could easily be from someplace without its own accent, like Florida, or a big city in the South like Dallas, Houston, or Atlanta.

Take this quiz now – it’s easy!
We’re going to start with "cot" and "caught." When you say those words do they sound the same or different?

It’s four times bigger than the original

Today’s comic may start a trend – I’ve got a whole list of mixed movie titles from ages ago, just begging to become posters.

All tied up

This week’s new comic will leave you in stitches.

T-SHIRT NINJA!

Follow this link to learn the step-by-step process of how to become a T-Shirt Ninja!

Daemon Refinement

Ok, borrowing a quiz from LunarGeography, I’d like you folks to help me refine my Daemon.

(If that object isn’t working, try this link.)

Currently, it’s a Snow Leopard (nifty!), but I’m interested to see if it changes over time.

Deee-fense….

The neighbor dogs have successfully defended themselves from the horrifying monstrosity that is the Push-Reel Mower. They don’t seem bothered by the electric mower, and I’ve seen them ignore other folks’ gasoline machines… Maybe it has something to do with the whirling, spinning blades at the back. Or maybe it makes a high-pitched squeek that drives them insane. In any case, they were following me along the fence line, barking furiously at the wheels of the thing while I was trying to do some back-yard maintenance. Rather than have them die of an apoplexy, I figured the lawn can wait until they’re back indoors.