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Wednesday, October 14, 2009

The End of the Beginning #10

by Whabby


Have we reached the tortured end? No more scientific nonsense on Wednesdays? Yep, we have (at least for the moment…. hehehehe). But before I leave you, I’d like to finish by tackling time dilation as it exists in the real world, as opposed to the imaginary world of Einstein-style thought experiments with vaguely vagina-shaped spacecraft carrying excited naked male passengers.

Did you know that, every second of every day, subatomic particles, mostly protons, strike our atmosphere? You may have heard them referred to as cosmic rays. They are most definitely not rays, though; protons are bona fide particles with bona fide masses. And despite the name, cosmic ray, they’re hardly exotic; there are one or more protons inside every atom in your body, and inside every atom in the universe.

As cosmic rays, though, protons travel to us over phenomenal distances, having been spun up by black holes at the centers of other galaxies to about 0.99 of the speed of light. When these naked protons (by naked, I mean they’re not part of an atom) strike the gas molecules in our upper atmosphere, about 15 kilometers above the ground, they immediately decay, creating a particle called a muon. The muon continues through the atmosphere in roughly the same path as the originating proton at roughly that same high rate of speed. Now, the thing is, muons are very short-lived particles. They take an average of just two-millionths of a second to decay into other particles. That’s just an average, mind you. Some muons survive for a little more time than two-millionths of a second, while others survive for a little less. Since the muons are traveling at about 0.99 the speed of light, or 297,000 kilometers per second, how far do they travel through the atmosphere before they expire?

Distance equals speed multiplied by time. In the muon’s frame of reference, 297,000 kilometers per second (their speed) multiplied by two-millionths of a second (their average time of existence) is roughly 0.6 of a kilometer. This means that the average muon doesn’t come close to covering the distance between the top of the atmosphere, where it was created, and the ground, before it passes out of existence. Even the muons that beat the average, and exist for a little longer than two-millionths of a second, don’t last long enough to travel all the way to the surface.

Or do they? The discussion so far has been all in the muon’s frame of reference. In your (the Earth’s) world (which is stationary compared to the muon), we’ve got to factor in the extra distance that the muon is going to cover due to that now familiar time dilation phenomenon, whereby extra cycles of time/space creation occur for items, like muons, that move very fast compared to you. In the specific case of a muon traveling at 0.99 the speed of light, time is stretched by a factor of about four. In our frame of reference, therefore, instead of existing (and moving) for about two-millionths of a second, the average muon exists for about eight-millionths of a second. That is enough time for the average muon to travel about five kilometers of Earth-coordinate space before decaying, or about a third of the distance to the Earth’s surface.

But that’s just the average muon. For some of the muons that decay more slowly, the time dilation is enough for them to reach the surface, or all the way to you and I (actually, only about four muons out of every hundred last long enough for the combination of their relative longevity, compared to other muons, and time dilation, to allow them to make it).

Of course, you’ll recall that, for the object traveling quickly, time is locally the same as it is for you, and the phenomenon of time dilation turns into a phenomenon of space compression. From he perspective of the muon, it lasts exactly as long as it should, which is never much more than two millionths of a second. The muon manages to make it all the way through the atmosphere, not because it gets a longer period of time in which to move, but because the surface of the Earth lies in the direction of the muon’s motion, so the surface is about four times closer to the top of the atmosphere than it is in our framework. Stated another way, from the muon’s perspective, the distance from where the muon is created to the surface of the Earth is about four times smaller than it is from our Earthly perspective.

Actually, you could verify the presence of muons near the surface with a simple Geiger counter. Muons are radioactive, and many of the clicks you would hear when you turned on the counter would be in response to their presence. If you climbed a mountain and turned the counter on, you would hear more frequent clicks, because more muons get that far.

Well, owls, that’s kind of a wrap! We’ve reached the inevitable point where I need to “close the circle” with Karl, my friend and motivation to research and write these blogs. Frankly, that connection is kind of a downer. Being radioactive, muons are actually kind of nasty. The ones that make it, and hit the surface, also hit us, and become potential cancer-causing agents. I’ve had four different surgeries in the last year for skin cancer, with another biopsy just this afternoon. I wonder if I would be cancer free were it not for time dilation? And Karl died of complications due to surgery necessitated by the strong suspicion that he had colon cancer. I wonder if he would be alive today, without time dilation.

Ah, well. Time dilation is built into the very fabric of our reality, so there’s no point in wishing that it didn’t exist. I hope you’ve enjoyed finding out what it’s all about, owls. I know Karl would have!

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

~ Homecoming ~

by Tina~in_ut

I had to laugh at all the first time freshman parents! They were astounded that it was Saturday afternoon and they STILL had no idea what "the plan" was for the Homecoming dance. Who was driving who! Who was going with which group! Where was everyone meeting for dinner? Are they meeting at someones house first for pictures? We told all our kids (senior included) that we wanted to know "the plan" ahead of time, or they weren't going! We knew enough, though, to give them some leeway because so many kids were involved and twice as many parents!

The Freshmen:


The freshman football players were told that they had to ask a girl to the dance or they would be running the next week during practice. So my boy asked Paige. Now, my son has horrible taste in girls. He seems to like the "slutty" ones (according to my daughter!). Paige, as it turns out, is my daughter's friend, and was a delightful girl. I met her at the Homecoming game on Friday night. I asked for her parents phone number so I could call them the next day to make sure we agreed on "the plan." She was a little taken aback and said, "Oh! You want my father's phone number?" I thought that sounded kind of odd and told her that either her mother's or father's phone number would do. She gave me her dad's number. I pulled my daughter aside and asked if there was a mom in the picture. Oh dear Lord! Paige's mother died of cancer when she was in 7th grade. I seem to be really good at opening mouth and inserting foot!!! (i was going to say, "Shut up....." to a certain person or two.....but "Shut up all-a-ya's!!!")

My daughter wasn't going with a date, but luckily for us, she was going with the same group my son was going with. "The plan" was to pick up Paige near school and drive half way back to the restaurant where 40 freshman students were meeting for dinner. Hubby and I were going to eat there as well and then drive the kids back to school for the dance. Three hours later, we'd (I'd) go pick them up, drop Paige off, and come home with the twins. Simple! ......I should have known!

Joe (football player) met at the house at 3:30pm. We drove him and the twins to Paige's house where we met up with a total of 10 kids to take pictures. We had to be at Trio by 5:30pm to meet up with the 30 other kids having dinner. We drove my twins, Paige, Joe, Grace and Eric to the restaurant. We left them there with instructions on when to call us to pick them up. We were on our way to a friend's house for dinner. The kids called us at about 7pm saying they had just gotten the check and to pick them up. I was the lucky one to drive them since the mister was smart enough to start drinking and was in no condition to drive! I took the same 6 kids to the school, but we were too early and I had to drive around for a while so they could be fashionably late (8:05pm!). I drove to the church across the street from the University and told them all to get out of the car and go in and say a prayer! A couple of them thought I was serious and looked so worried. My kids knew better. The church was locked! I dropped them off at 7:55pm. I was hungry and I was lucky enough not to have to pick them up later. Joe's parents were taking care of that, so back to our friend's house I went.


The Seniors:

The seniors were somewhat easier. Pam decided to have 44 of her son's closest friends over for dinner before the dance. Pam's house has what I guess you would call a finished attic. She uses the space for scrapbooking, but that night, 5 tables were set up, china and silverware set out, and a really nice dinner served. She made the yummiest beef I've tasted in a long time. She also served salmon. They had veggies and salad and potatoes. And the desserts! OMG!!!!! All was served by the parents. I didn't know that part when she invited us over for dinner as well!


My son asked Teresa. I had never heard of her. I checked with my daughter (my gauge), and she didn't know anything about her either. Drat! My son was already upstairs when Teresa arrived with her mother. She was being dropped off because she lived an hour away and the mom didn't want my son driving so far. (major points right there!) When she introduced herself (I was standing by the front door letting everyone in), I was so relieved that she wasn't one of the slutty girls I had let in earlier! Her eyes lit up when I told her who I was. She had the prettiest smile and her whole face lit up. Her mom was just as sweet. In fact, we talked for quite some time before we realized that we should be helping! lq~

I was a little bummed that the kids all left while I was carting the freshmen around. Hubby took some group pictures, but he forgot to turn on the flash and they didn't turn out. (the tequila might have had something to do with that!) I'll check with Pam to see if she got any.

All in all, even though it was hectic, it was a fun night for the kids and the parents. The boys had fun with their dates and my daughter was very glad she didn't settle for a boy she didn't want to go with, like some of her friends did.

Oh! I almost forgot. My daughter came home and said that she saw her older brother on the dance floor......grinding.....and said to me, "That's a picture I could have gone the rest of my life without seeing!"

Monday, October 12, 2009

I Don't Care

by EBJ

Tonight when I got home from work, the tv was on, and there was Jon from Jon and Kate Plus 8.

I turned on the computer, there he was again on the Yahoo home page.

There he is on Perez, Comcast, every f*@#ing place I look!

I am sick of hearing about him, seeing him everywhere, reading about him. I don't care!

His wife or soon to be ex wife doesn't seem to be as prominent. I don't care about her either.

To me they are irritating and annoying. I am sure the $$ is why they want to continue on with the show. Well, I read that now he won't be on the show, it will just be her. Oh, now he wants to shut down the production as he feels the children are being exploited!

I just don't care.

Is there anyone you are sick and tired of hearing about every place you turn?

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Funny Girl

Chosen by Zona

Barbra Streisand has been one of my favorite singers for as long as I can remember. In the early 70's my folks bought me the Original Broadway cast album of "Funny Girl" for my birthday. I played it so much I not only wore the record out, I wore my family out as well. I didn't have headphones back then..so when I blasted my music...everyone in the house got to 'enjoy' it with me. Although I loved the entire album, "Don't Rain On My Parade" was my favorite song. It somehow struck a chord with the shy girl that I was, and made me feel like I could do anything...no matter who or what stood in my way. I would turn the volume up as loud as I dared and play it over and over and over...singing along with Barbra at the top of my lungs. My poor sister...she would cover her ears and run to the furthest corner of the house, begging our folks to make me stop. My dad would knock on the bedroom door and tell me to turn off the music..and I would..until the next day. Almost forty years later, my sis still can't stand this song. How do I know? Well, every once in a while, just for fun, I'll sing the first line for her..she immediately clamps her hands down over her ears and yells "NO!!". I love this song as much now as I did back then. It still makes me want to go out and conquer the world...and when I hear it...I almost feel as if I could do just that.





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Saturday, October 10, 2009

Ugly, "berry" Ugly!

This got my funny bone a laughing
hope you enjoy to and it brings
you a smile to start your day!





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Friday, October 9, 2009

Silent Night

by Bonacci

Hmmm… Carol says she’s out of blogs. The only better thing I have to do right now is sleep. Since I know that’s highly unlikely, I’ll write this. A better use of time as opposed to laying in a bed and just getting frustrated because I’m in a bed, doing nothing and not liking it.

I am an insomniac. Not the “Gee, I’m having trouble sleeping, give me a pill” insomniac; I’m the real deal. I sleep 3-4 times a week, and for maybe 2-4 hours on a good night. It’s a major lifestyle choice. More of a commitment than kids – that’s only 18 years. I’ve been at this for over 25 years.

I’ve laid down certain rules for me, like not sleeping during the day. There are still those who are convinced that I sneak sleep. WTF? Sneak sleep? Do people do that? Is it a crime? I don’t sleep during the day because I don’t want to screw myself up even more. If I wanted to, then I damn well would.

Pills work at putting me to sleep, but then I’d be popping them all the time and not doing anything to solve the real problem. Maybe it’s not really a problem? I have a lot of energy. Who says we should get 8 hours of sleep every night? Why? I’ve not turned into a pumpkin or anything. I think I’m okay.

Once in a while I catch up on my sleep somewhat. It usually involves getting hit in the head. Man, you don’t even have to try when that happens! It doesn’t even hurt until you wake up. Just, THUNK. You’re out. I don’t recommend this, but if it happens, there’s your half-full glass right there.

People get angry with me for not sleeping. I don’t know why. I ask nothing of anyone. I don’t complain and I’m quiet when others are asleep. That’s mostly true. I’ve been guilty of a sleep prank now and again. There is nothing so entertaining as setting off fireworks in someone’s bedroom whilst they’re buried in restful slumber.

Forget success, discovery and fame. My goal is to one day learn the ancient art of closing one’s eyes and going to sleep. It’s a whopper, I know. My quest continues.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

1/2 Week in Review!

one thing happens
and like magic many things happen
lets see:

"we had a skunk in the trunk
my ac is not working in my car
internet connection @ home sucks
work e-mail down for a entire day
family member having trouble with his son
working out like mad, not losing any weight
family members health issues surround me
forgot to watch "House" my cousin had a role in it
spoke to rudest person in the world yesterday
my toe still hurts"

i know we are suppose to continue on our path
no matter what gets in the way
but i gotta tell ya, i wish the path
was the yellow brick road
cause right about now i would
be the lion running in the fields
to find the courage to complete this week

the good news, it is thong thursday
so lets all let lose
well as lose as it
can be with that damn thong
suck in our asses

which brings me to the inevitable question

how is your week going?