Posted on 10/08/2014 10:49:46 AM PDT by aardwolf46
All over the internet recently, sciFy vs. reality and a Mars satellite for petty cash:
That breaks the monopoly. Faced with the spectre of other nations publishing uncensored Mars images, NASA and JPL have started publishing some much more obvious images than they have in the past including a totally uncensored video (JPL) showing large-scale structure.
A few items...
JPL uncensored video showing large-scale structure:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=W7-4nSye4lM
Raw JPL video:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ka08deWohpQ
Electrical device of some sort with helical coil wound around it
Device is on the left, about a third of the way down on the image
Raw image showing gear:
Raw NASA/JPL image:
Metallic container with handle
Raw image:
One final game-over category image
Facebook group dealing with Mars anomaly images:
https://www.facebook.com/groups/TheMarsReality/
Other resources:
http://marsanomalyresearch.com
http://whatsupinthesky.com
Too bad I don’t know anyone who could be an intercessor for us...still working on the kitty thing, here, trying to get the deposit waived with a doctor’s letter. In the meantime, the kitteh I want is still available and is $20 less than she was two weeks ago. I just have to get there, and maybe I can get her free.
As for the Forever Companion, I gave up on that years ago. Not looking, not sure I could tolerate a guy after living alone for nearly 30 years, but yes, I do get lonely.
We had one here who did that. He was the best mailman we had, until the current one decided to smack the Postmaster with logic about the way this route is driven.
Now we get out mail before 1100 every day.
Afternoon, all. My mother called this afternoon, having forgotten she’d emailed me at 3:30 this morning. She and my brother have moved Dad into a small Hospice facility for “end of life care.” I guess this means he’s not expected to improve after the major setbacks the last couple of weeks.
It’s about 20 miles from where Mom lives, but was the closest they could find to meet his needs. She’s got two private aides, CNAs both named Marie, which is convenient. She said Dad drifts in and out and gets medicine for pain when he seems uncomfortable. I don’t know if he can eat. Mom said he couldn’t have the chocolate one of the Maries offered, but that could have been a problem with the specific item.
My brother will be there until Saturday, I think. Hopefully Mom will have calmed down enough to keep track of the rest of her life by then. She should probably hire an aide for herself for a while. Maybe I’ll suggest it.
That is sad.
Yes, it is, and it’s also stressful not being able to contribute, but I’m stuck with it.
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I am so very sorry. In a way, your dad is lucky because he doesn’t really know what is going on with him, and doesn’t remember what life used to be like.
On the other hand, your mom and your brother and you will need all the love and care you can get from everyone, so *HUG*
How old is your dad? I’m sure you told me once, but I have forgotten. I have a hard job remembering the names of your children and their approximate ages, and you talk about them all the time.
I know what you are going through...I still recall my own dad’s last days and weeks. Sadly, I’m reliving them, now, and that’s good because I need to empathize with you when you need it. *HUG*
Please keep me informed and forget what I said earlier. I’ll make something work, somehow.
Dad is 78.
I helped to take care of my dad, the last weeks of his life. There were no hospices, then, and very little was known about cancer and other terminal diseases. I spent nights caring for him while my mother took the day shift. I was 17.
To this day, I have never grieved for him. At least, not a grieving that I recognize as such. But I miss him, even after all these years. Hang in there, honey. Everything will work out like it’s supposed to.
Yes, all’s well that ends, as your late mother so wisely observed.
I’ve been thinking, since I got home, that maybe I should take the CNA course. Then I could spend my days doing everything for people who can’t take care of themselves, as opposed to doing everything for people who are perfectly capable of taking care of themselves, but won’t.
What a noble idea! My mother had been trained as an LPN (such duties as the position required 50 years ago) so when we were taking care of my dad, she taught me things that I have never forgotten.
You deserve to be relieved of some of the responsibility of the young adults under your roof who should be responsible but choose not to be. My patience with them would have long ago worn thin, and I would have put my foot down.
But that's me. My kids knew that unless they were in college, they were expected to go into the military or find other gainful employment away from home. They both served honorably and their lives are stable, now. They even both thanked me for moving them around so much (military, donchaknow?) during their childhoods because it has helped them to get along with EVERYone!
Everybody thinks I should get all these children to move out. Everybody except Latinos. They think adult children living at home is the norm.
I may not be “everybody,” but I have never liked the idea of dependent adult children. Instead of being a help as in some extended Hispanic families, most adult children living at home are totally dependent on their parents, and that is just plain WRONG.
I had 18 years with each of my children to teach them to be independent and responsible, and they both entered the military before their majority. Not everyone is like me, and I understand that.
I taught them so well, in fact that neither of them will help me when I need it! Maybe I should remind them of the 18 years I fed, housed and nurtured them and that they need to do the same for my last 18!
Well, they do help, at least with supervision so I can leave the house occasionally. Even Bill will be making himself useful this weekend. And Tom has the helpful Height and knows how to work the grill, when he’s paying attention.
I’ll be glad when it’s their bedtime. My head still feels funky after the near-blackout.
I’m sure there are silver linings to every cloud, though I keep looking for those rainbows! Tom’s Helpful Height is definitely a bonus. While he has the grill under his control, he should set an alarm to remind him of the next part of the process...
Low blood sugar episodes are really ugly, and I try to keep lots of cheese on hand because I don’t always remember to buy hard candy. Only sleep seems to allow my body to get back to normal, after I have reset the pancre-o-meter with food.
But the sleep is part of the episode, so if that’s what you need to do to be “normal,” do it. The sleep only lasts about 30 minutes, but it is important that you listen to your body.
Well, it’s time to get my pajamas on and read everyone a book that will make them very, very sleepy!
LOL!
I think I’m going to read the Percy Jackson books again. I really enjoyed them!!
Maybe I should, too.
The byos will enjoy them, for sure!
Have a good night!
So was he lying to Hispanics when he said he couldn’t do it before, or is he lying to all of us now?
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