Once in a Blue Moon

Tonight's moon is BLUE! and just WHAT does that mean??

Interestingly enough-- there is a mathematical equation for it!

once in a blue moon = 1.16699016 × 10-8 hertz

Go figure!

Another explanation is found here:

http://www.obliquity.com/astro/bluemoon.html

and.... http://science.nasa.gov/headlines/y2007/30may_bluemoon.htm?list61925

This photo is a false-color composite image of the Moon from 425,000 km



The image was created using 3 exposures through different filters. The exaggerated color helps determine surface composition (blue is titanium-rich, orange lower titanium, purple pyroclastic, red iron and titanium poor). Mare Tranquillitatis is the blue area at right, Oceanus Procellarum is the blue and orange area on the left, the 85 km diameter Tycho crater is at bottom center, and Copernicus crater is just above and left of the center of the image. The moon is 3,476 km in diameter and north is up. (Galileo, P-41491)

While the image isn't blue... it does offer a totally different view of our lunar companion.

While out walking the dog tonight- the moon was just rising through the last of the clouds from our recent rains. It was such a spectacular sight and I wished I could have photographed it myself! Since that wasn't happeneing- I decided to blog it instead! And, of course I have to research anything and everything first... so....

go ahead and google "blue moon" and discover as I did that the phrase "once in a blue moon" has several definitions; but, suffice it to mean "not very often". The most interesting thing I discovered was that it is possilbe for a year to have two blue moons! Not often- but, about every 19 years or so!

http://www.infoplease.com/spot/bluemoon1.html

After all these thoughts on the moon- "the man in the moon" naturally followed and natch I had to google that, too!
While I'll not bore you with the details of that search-- I will encourage you to find a copy of Reese Witherspoon's first movie "Man in the Moon"- a really Southern coming-of-age story that takes you back to an innocent era. It's one of those that I watch about once a month... it never occured to me that it might (or might not be) lunar tidal related!



Disclaimer: the spell-checker feature isn't working and I won't be held accountable for the typos! I can spell and if allowed to make all corrections orally, I'm sure I could compete in the Nat'l Spelling Bee... but, that's a whole 'nother blog!

In the beginning....

or how it all began!

Five years ago this month-- my dear friend, KH, begged (cajoled) and twisted my arm into attending a National Scrapbook Day event with her. "Bring a few pictures" she said. Now, by this time- I had been already resigned my graphic-arts job designing ads for the paper and freelancing for the Lady Tigers and knew that I much preffered web and digital lay-out to the paper format.

BOY! Did I ever have any idea where this would lead? NOPE!

The AR-scrappers challenge for this year's National Scrapbook Day was to revisit your first lay-out against your current work and see the changes! Oh, boy! I kept meaning to post it- duh. Anyway... without further ado....



Golly! That first lay-out could sure use some paint, ink and stamps- haha! S'cuse the quality of the image- I cheaped out and just took a photo rather than actually scanning the stuff. YU? I really did enjoy getting my very own trip down memory lane though! And, of course- "baby boy" is soooooo cute in those pics! Sheesh!

Too Punny!

Sorry-- I just couldn't resist these! I would have made them into signature lines... but, who has the time?

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

* I wondered why the baseball was getting bigger. Then it hit me.

* Police were called to a daycare where a three-year-old was resisting a rest.

* Did you hear about the guy whose whole left side was cut off? He's all right now.

* The roundest knight at King Arthur's round table was Sir Cumference.

* To write with a broken pencil is pointless.

* When fish are in schools they sometimes take debate.

* A thief who stole a calendar got twelve months.

* A thief fell and broke his leg in wet cement. He became a hardened criminal.

* Thieves who steal corn from a garden could be charged with stalking.

* We'll never run out of math teachers because they always multiply.

* When the smog lifts in Los Angeles, U C L A.

* The math professor went crazy with the blackboard. He did a number on it.

* The professor discovered that her theory of earthquakes was on shaky ground.

* The dead batteries were given out free of charge.

* If you take a laptop computer for a run you could jog your memory.

* A dentist and a manicurist fought tooth and nail.

* A bicycle can't stand alone; it is two tired.

* The optometrist fell into his lens grinder and made a spectacle of himself. [That's a story that lens itself.]

* Time flies like an arrow; fruit flies like a banana.

* A backward poet writes inverse.

* In a democracy it's your vote that counts; in feudalism, it's your Count that votes.

* A chicken crossing the road: poultry in motion.

* With her marriage she got a new name and a dress.

* Show me a piano falling down a mine shaft and I'll show you A - flat miner.

* When a clock is hungry it goes back four seconds.

* The guy who fell onto an upholstery machine was fully recovered.

* A grenade fell onto a kitchen floor in France, resulted in Linoleum Blownapart.

* You are stuck with your debt if you can't budge it.

* He broke into song because he couldn't find the key.

* A boiled egg is hard to beat.

* He had a photographic memory which was never developed.

* His parents thought he was a budding genius, but he turned out to be a blooming idiot.

* A plateau is a high form of flattery.

* Those who get too big for their britches will be exposed in the end.

* When you've seen one shopping center you've seen a mall.

* When she saw her first strands of gray hair, she thought she'd dye.

* Bakers trade bread recipes on a knead to know basis.

* Santa's helpers are subordinate clauses.

* Acupuncture: a jab well done

Laura Ingalls Wilder... quote & more

"Memories! We go through life collecting them whether we will or not . . . Let us make them carefully of all good things, rejoicing in the wonderful truth that while we are laying up for ourselves the very sweetest and best of happy memories, we are at the same time giving them to others."


- Laura Ingalls Wilder -

I have long been a fan and admirer of Laura I. Wilder. I still reread at least one of her books every year. My favorite? Well- the first of course! And, the "Big Winter" which I can only read during the Summertime as it makes me so cold!

One of my fondest desires is to take a "pilgrimage" to Laura & Almonzo's home at Mansfield MO, Rocky Ridge Farm. I'm hoping that the sisters will join me. Too- my dear friends, Kim & Doralisa, are also die-hard Laura fans. Perhaps we will all get to gather there and enjoy the stories that transcend the geographic distances of where we all grew up, but that unite us in girlhood!

Here's another link:
http://www.lauraingallswilderhome.com/

This month is the 75th anniversary of the publcation of Laura's first book. ENJOY!

Rune-Sore-Bees

I've written many times about how I love a good "Spoonerism" or "Monde-green".

Well..... here's yet another! Enjoy!


Rune-Sore-Bees
===============

Language proficiency is part of the international contracting
scene. This exchange between an English-speaking traveler and a
member of the hotel staff in a Far East hotel was recorded in
the Far-East Economic Review.


Room Service:
Morny. Rune-sore-bees.

Hotel Guest:
Oh, sorry. I thought I dialed Room Service.

Room Service:
Rye, rune-sore-bees. Morny. Djewish to odor sunteen?

Hotel Guest:
Uh... yes. I'd like some bacon and eggs.

Room Service:
Ow July den?

Hotel Guest:
What?
Room Service:
Aches. Ow July den? Pry, boy, pooch...?

Hotel Guest:
Oh, the eggs! How do I like them? Sorry. Scrambled please.

Room Service:
Ow July dee baycome? Crease?

Hotel Guest:
Crisp will be fine.

Room Service:
Hokay. An Santos?

Hotel Guest:
What?

Room Service:
Santos. July Santos?

Hotel Guest:
Ugh. I don't know... I don't think so.

Room Service:
No. Judo one toes?

Hotel Guest:
Look, I feel really bad about this, but I don't know what "judo
one toes" means. I'm sorry.

Room Service:
Toes! Toes! Why djew Don Juan toes? Ow bow cenglish mopping we
bother?

Hotel Guest:
English muffin! I've got it! You were saying toast! Fine.
An English muffin will be fine.

Room Service:
We bother?

Hotel Guest:
No. Just put the bother on the side.

Room Service:
Wad?

Hotel Guest:
I'm sorry. I meant butter. Butter on the side.

Room Service:
Copy?

Hotel Guest:
I feel terrible about this but...

Room Service:
Copy. Copy, tea, mill...

Hotel Guest:
Coffee! Yes, coffee please. And that's all.

Room Service:
One Minnie. Ass rune torino fee, strangle aches, crease
baycome, tossy cenglish mopping we bother honey sigh, and copy.
Rye?

Hotel Guest:
Whatever you say.

Room Service:
Hokay. Tendjewberrymud.