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I want this!


But I can’t have it. It’s from one of those American clearance places. You probably can, though. My Facebook has a hard time targeting advertising to me (heh heh).

Did I ever tell you about my moon dream? I was very little, but I still remember. I looked up, and the moon was in my livingroom, looking (as it does) about the size of a half dollar. I reached up and plucked it out of the air and immediately realized that was a Very Bad Thing to have done and I was Going to Get In Trouble.

Sure enough, I flipped the moon over, and there was a dial on the back. It’s said, “You will go to…” and “Hell” was on the left, “Heaven” was on the right. As I watched, the needle flipped over to HELL!

I woke up terrified. I thought about waking my parents. And then I thought, “pff! Hang on! I can’t even read yet.”


Comment from Rich Rostrom
Time: June 12, 2017, 11:59 pm

But I can’t have it. It’s from one of those American clearance places. You probably can, though.

Is that a hint? Redirection could be arranged. It is way cool.

Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: June 13, 2017, 12:18 am

All that you touch
All that you see
All that you taste
All you feel.
All that you love
All that you hate
All you distrust
All you save.
All that you give
All that you deal
All that you buy,
beg, borrow or steal.
All you create
All you destroy
All that you do
All that you say.
All that you eat
And everyone you meet
All that you slight
And everyone you fight.
All that is now
All that is gone
All that’s to come
and everything under the sun is in tune
but the sun is eclipsed by the moon.

Dark Side Of The Moon
Pink Floyd

Comment from Deborah HH
Time: June 13, 2017, 2:01 am

Stoaty—have you ever consulted one of those dream interpretation websites? I wonder if a little kid’s dream would mean something different to an adult with the same dream.

Comment from Skandia Recluse
Time: June 13, 2017, 4:05 am

Sweasel, I did some art. Red neck art; still life in a window, I call it, on my blog.

I’ve been studying real hard, and have a gazillion pictures of trees. Trees in the summer, trees in the winter, trees in the sunlight, trees in the gray, trees in autumn. And snow, boy do I have pictures of snow. Not on the blog, yet. I try to pick out interesting images to write about. I wish I had some goat. They would keep the weeds and brush down, and they are fun to watch.

Comment from Ric Fan
Time: June 13, 2017, 12:10 pm

Uncle B sez: Oh, stoaty, don’t let’s ask for the moon. We have the stars.

Comment from Ric Fan
Time: June 13, 2017, 1:34 pm

Isnt this what the King of Saudi Arabia, Sisi, and Trump were touching?

Comment from durnedyankee
Time: June 13, 2017, 1:52 pm

They may have been calibrating the steam gauge on the back prior to trying to determine who’s Gawd was more powerful, and who was going to hell.
Gotta be tough when the moon god loses and the meter is on the back of a picture of the moon, you know?

And I ain’t saying nuthin about no one’s age, but that’s an analog hell-o-meter and not a digital one in that dream.
I’m familiar with the unit, Monsignor Shields took a reading on us every Sunday at the 9:00 mass, then waved it around while declaring we metered the same result as Dame Stoaty.

Comment from dustoffmom
Time: June 13, 2017, 5:45 pm

Well if you want one of us to get it and ship it on, you need to speak up! I just checked, supposedly the deal/offer has 11 hours left. Time’s a wasting!

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 13, 2017, 10:27 pm

No, that wasn’t a hint! Boy, is my face red 🙂

Comment from Psalm 19:2
Time: June 19, 2017, 1:01 am

So if the surface of the real moon is reflecting the sunlight, where is the hotspot? the brightest part of the surface?
Why does the moon look like a chinese paper lantern (hotspotless?)
Why is the moonlight, concentrated through a powerful magnifying glass and shone on a thermometer _not_ increasing the temperature of the thermometer?

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 19, 2017, 7:05 pm

I…I don’t know. What’s your theory?

Comment from Psalm 19:2
Time: June 19, 2017, 11:22 pm

Jumpin’ Jiminy Crickets, Senpai Weasel noticed me!

01. We are being lied to on a massive scale.
02. Ptolemy (not Copernicus) had it right. Or right-er.
03. Zetetic approach instead of Never A Straight Answer’s composite blueballs pictures. (Zetetic is opposite of theoretic: learning formed by compliance with observation, not theories).
04. The Moon is much smaller than No Astronots Should Apply’s calculations. It is also much closer than 237,000 mi. Same goes for the Sun ‘s alleged 93M miles away. Astrolabes are too dumb to lie.
05. Moon’s light is of entirely different nature than that of the Sun’s. Even the reflected light should warm up the absorbing surface. It would appear that the Moon is the source of its own light. This would explain the evenness of light from the inside and .00 hotspot.
06. The pockmarks on the moon’s surface are alleged to be caused by meteorites. There seem to be no pockmarks at an angle other than 90°. Odd, that.
07. Moon the cause of the tides? Even Newton lamented the weakness of this angle.
08. Speaking of Newton, gravity is needed on a round ball. It attempts to explain why water and stuff sticks to the “globe”. Other than that, density nicely suffices for explaining why heavier items tend to “go down”.
09. Royal Observatory records multiple counts of eclipses when either the Sun or the Moon is obscured by something “misaligned”. It’s like we have a non-transparent satellite.
10. Centuries old sundials are still quite accurate (for analog devices). If the Earth rotates on its N-S axis (which causes day/night) and around the Sun (which seemingly causes seasons) why do the sundials work the same in spring and winter?
11. Lots and lots of folks circumnavigated the Earth along the parallels (Equator, E-W lines, etc.). There is a paucity of people who circumnavigated along the meridians (N-S lines). Put up and I’ll shut up.
Simon Murray’s wifu done did it in her whirlybird. No, I cannot parse the logs. Sad.

Theories, I’ve had a few, but then again, too few to mention.
We don’t really want to know is what I seem to encounter.
It would spook the horses, I reckon.
Maybe Samuel Birley Rowbotham did not own any.

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