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Archive for February, 2012

I think this is a win…

Thursday, February 16th, 2012 by Dawn Summers

Unless that one shark is now like a double super shark… with extra sharkiness, then this would not be a win.


Thursday, February 16th, 2012 by Dawn Summers

NOW, what am I going to get VinNay for his birthday?


Wednesday, February 15th, 2012 by Dawn Summers


Sea lion eats Shakira

Wednesday, February 15th, 2012 by Dawn Summers

Or something, I don’t read articles.

Taylor Tuesday!

Tuesday, February 14th, 2012 by Dawn Summers

Garak has been called the finest tailor on Terok Nor!

Happy Valentine’s Day!

Tuesday, February 14th, 2012 by Dawn Summers

Appropriately enough, it’s also TAYLOR TUESDAY! Who writes a better love song than Taylor SWIFT??

Even VinNay LOVES this one!

And I said,
“Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone.
I’ll be waiting, all that’s left to do is run.
You be the prince, and I’ll be the princess,
It’s a love story, baby, just say, ‘yes’.”

“Romeo, save me, they’re trying to tell me how to feel.
This love is difficult, but it’s real.
Don’t be afraid, we’ll make it of this mess,
It’s a love story, baby, just say, ‘yes’.”

Well, I got tired of waiting,
Wondering if you were ever coming around.
My faith in you was fading,
When I met you on the outskirts of town.

And I said,
“Romeo, save me, I’ve been feeling so alone.
I keep waiting for you, but you never come.
Is this in my head,
I don’t know what to think,”

He knelt to the ground,
And pulled out a ring and said,
“Marry me, Juliet, you’ll never have to be alone.
I love you, and that’s all I really know.
I talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress,
It’s a love story, baby just say yes.”

My God, It’s Full Of Planets!

Monday, February 13th, 2012 by Smarty Pants

I was planning my next Taylor Tuesday and I noticed in the authoring tool that there is an astronomy category on this blog for some reason. So I say to myself, “WTF?” and do a search for astronomy related posts, wondering what Dawn Summers could have possibly said about astronomy. Zip. Nada. Ziltch.

Well, let’s just go ahead and correct that. In March of 2009, the Kepler Space Telescope went up. Its job is to try to find planets around other stars. It’s pretty much kicking a bunch of ass doing so.

Unlike other telescopes that look around here and there at the whims of whatever scientist happens to be controlling them at the time, Kepler looks at a small and very specific part of the sky continuously. And it doesn’t just look at one star at a time in that part of the sky, but it looks at all of them simultaneously. For about 2.5 years now.

Here is a picture of the area of the sky that Kepler is staring at. (Click to make it bigger).

Now if you hold your hand up at arms length and make a fist, that fist is about the size of the area of the sky that Kepler is looking at. Go ahead, hold it up there, no one is watching you. Now while it’s up there, think about the rest of the sky, all around the earth, even under us on the other side of the planet. I think you’ll get the idea that what Kepler is looking at is a pretty small piece of sky.

Now as Kepler stares at this portion of the sky, it is looking at all the stars in there. If you live in a city, you can probably only see 1 or 2 stars with the naked eye in that spot, but there are really thousands of stars there. And they are all in our own galaxy. So Kepler is looking at these stars and waiting to see if any of them get a little dimmer for a period. And if they do, and that dimming is repetitive, they have spotted a planet!!! As the planet circles its star and passes in front of it, the starlight getting to us will dim in teeny tiny amounts. Kepler is sensitive enough to detect this. Based on the amount and period of the dimming, we can infer lots of information about the planets. Their size, mass, and distance from the star can all be figured out to pretty decent degrees of certainty.

So what have we found? So far, Kepler has found over 1200 planets in that tiny patch of sky!!! 54 of them may be in the “habitable zone” of the parent star. That means they are at a distance where temperature and climate could be similar to earth (liquid water, etc).

With these numbers, we can begin to statistically extrapolate total expected numbers for our “local neighborhood” as well as the rest of the galaxy. This study suggests that there are over 160 billion planets in our galaxy. Yeah. 160 BILLION!!!

There are about two billion earth analogs in our galaxy alone, and within about 1000 light years of earth there are over 30,000 habitable planets. Holy Crap!!!

So, as you may know, we aren’t the only galaxy out there. Here is another picture for you. It’s called the Hubble Ultra-Deep Field.

Almost EVERY little smudge of light in this image is a galaxy. Remember the fist to the sky thing? Ok, cut a 1mm by 1mm piece of paper and hold it to the sky at arms length. That is the size of this image. In that tiny amount of space, there are over 10,000 galaxies. And that is true for EVERY tiny patch of sky all around us.

That adds up to over one sextillion earth like planets in the universe!!! That’s this many 1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000.

So, by now you may be asking yourself – Well where *is* everybody???

Beats me.

Edit: OMFG! I found the post tagged as Astronomy and it’s about astrology. A sad face cannot do justice to the betrayal I feel. Oh, the humanity!

Whitney Houston 1963-2012

Monday, February 13th, 2012 by Dawn Summers

I’m pretty grief-ed out, so I don’t have much to say about Whitney’s passing. She has always been one of my favorite singers, this is one of my favorite songs. I don’t even want to think about what her mom and daughter are going through.

Just terrible.

Have a good weekend

Friday, February 10th, 2012 by Dawn Summers

You were my lesson I had to learn
I was your fortress you had to burn
Pain is a warning that something’s wrong
I pray to God that it won’t be long
Do ya wanna go higher?


There’s nothing left to try
There’s no place left to hide
There’s no greater power
Than the power of good-bye

Etiquette is just a fancy word for “please don’t yell at me”

Thursday, February 9th, 2012 by Dawn Summers


I dunno. I was more worried about spelling it correctly than looking at definitions.

I spent last week thinking about what I want to do for the birthday season, seeing that my thirty-sixth year is already more than half over! HALF! And don’t think I didn’t notice the alarming lack of happy half birthday gifts. O_O Last year I pretty much went to Buffalo and Toronto — oh, and I guess Maryland for a day and a half. I made zero strides in my 50 states project NOR did I manage to go fishing like I’ve been meaning to for the last SIX years! I had been doing SO well with my travel bucket list for the past few years from going to playing poker in Australia, not at the but a casino somewhere in Melbourne I think. And I saw the big President heads, which sadly, I still call the big President heads. What? Google big President heads and you will find EXACTLY what I’m talking about, so you can stuff your saris in a sack.

Anyway, since it is February, I am *naturally* thinking about my July birthday. July 8th to be specific. *whistles* I decided that I enjoy sporting events, so I’ve invited myself out to Los Angeles and Toronto to see the Mets play the Dodgers and the Yankees play the Toronto Blue Jays. Perchance, I will also go to a Canada casino while I’m in Canada. OOh and do they have roller coasters in Toronto? I think one I more and @astinto and I will officially have a roller coaster tradition!

I also didn’t see my Utah parents AT ALL last year, and I do believe I was promised fly fishing, so hopefully, that can happen this year.

However, despite my shyness about inviting myself places and demanding cake and casinos, the awkward recluse in me does always fear doing something awful and terrible when I’m visiting other places out of a strong sense of just not knowing any better. Making beds being my most hilarious example. I will happily wash all the linens *by hand* so long as I don’t have to attempt fit sheets on a mattress of any kind. Or bounce quarters. Or figure out what all those pillows are for. What are all those pillows for?

I’m also a notoriously picky eater — though as long as I can pronounce everything, all ingredients are from animals parts that are visible to the naked eye AND nuts aren’t involved, I’ve gotten somewhat more adventurous in my old age.

Anyway, I came across this old meme which circulated last year and pretty much getting an e-mail like this IS my personal nightmare:

from: Carolyn Bourne
to: heidi withers
subject: your lack of manners

Here are a few examples of your lack of manners:

When you are a guest in another’s house, you do not declare what you will and will not eat – unless you are positively allergic to something.

You do not remark that you do not have enough food.

You do not start before everyone else.

You do not take additional helpings without being invited to by your host.

When a guest in another’s house, you do not lie in bed until late morning in households that rise early – you fall in line with house norms.

Seriously, people. I. WOULD. DIE!

*googles how to make a bed*