Posted on 05/03/2022 7:07:46 AM PDT by DUMBGRUNT
Meteorites are not ‘flaming rocks of doom,' NASA says
The “bright fireball” was traveling at 35,000 mph when it exploded at 8:03 a.m. with the “energy equivalent of 3 tons of TNT,” according to NASA Meteor Watch, the agency's project that tracks fireball activity.
“Existing law states that any meteorites belong to the owner of the property on which they fell; out of respect for the privacy of those in the area, we will not disclose the locations of these finds,”
And finding anything of value is likely harder than you think.
“The pieces from this object were way too small to leave a crater. Unlike what you see in the movies, meteorites are not ‘flaming rocks of doom’ that blast holes in the ground. In fact, you can pick one up right after it hits ground. So no smoking rocks in small craters.”
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Well, if we do get any recent photos, Tyson will definitely not be on the furniture since he’s not allowed.
You’re right about that! I’m sure Tyson will be banished to the hard cold floor.
Happy Friday!
A good outing this morning in Wordle World.
I guessed this 5-letter word in 3/6 tries.
🟨⬛⬛🟨⬛
🟩🟨🟨⬛⬛
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
Can you guess this word?
https://wordlegame.org?challenge=c2NvdXQ
Seventy-some effs outdoors at this hour, but rising toward the ninety mark at peak this afternoon. Aired out the house last night, so we’re a comfy 70 indoors.
May get to see my brother and Mother this weekend. He’s stopping over at her place for his birthday on his way up to Yellowstone. Honestly, I’m kinda jelly; I have wanted to do a “big family trip” to Yellowstone for years, and life became too chaotic to pull it together.
At this point, I’ll probably have to make the trip as a personal “metreat.” I’ll just have to time the vacation days, and have the funding all arranged well in advance.
I’ve read that foul weather can turn dangerous even as early as mid-September, so that’s going to be a factor, as will considerations of the seasonal habits of the larger species of wildlife. I’ve little desire to be hiking around with elk or bison in rut.
Tyson pulled me off balance and ran me into the side of the mail truck. Bloodied my head above my left eyebrow, scraped my right forearm when I bounced onto the asphalt.
Good thing he’s cute...
Ohmygosh! Are you OK? I mean, you stated your injuries, but seriously, no broken bones?
Golly. Tell that cute Tyson to please be careful with my best friend!
Oh, a few aches, tweaked my neck a little, banged both knees.
Luis the mailman nearly got out to help me and then thought better of it and closed the door.
Good thing, Tyson had slipped his knucklehead out of the leash.
I managed to get him back into it about the time the cavalry showed up to scrape me off the street, a process complicated by a 110 lb wrecking ball leaning against me.
Anywho, got up, wiped the little dab of blood off the truck, got Tyson, Ratboy and me onto what someday may become a grass lawn.
Chit chatted with Luis the letter carrier, who was making sure I’m OK, besides the obvious bleeding. Tyson lays down and does a little belly crawl, I scritch the top of his little knucklehead and observe, “It’s a good thing he’s cute!” Luis laughs and satisfied I’M OK hands me the mail, and returns to his appointed rounds...
Be sure to put some moist heat on your neck tonight. You’ll probably wake up a little stiff tomorrow morning. But you know all this, I’m sure, so just erase it.
At least Luis was kind enough to make sure you weren’t going to sue him. You know — in case it was your dog’s fault for chasing the mailman with you were attached to the leash? ;o]
Ah, yes. Family outings. Doing things with kids.
I remember an old Hi and Lois cartoon where the husband comes home and asks the wife, “What did you to today?” (The wife looks totally wiped out.)
The wife replies, “We wrote Grandmother.”
“Oh, that’s nice, did you write her a nice long letter?”
“No letter, we just wrote ‘Grandmother.’” At this point the drawing shows a completely chaotic room with the word ‘Grandmother’ scrawled on a piece of paper.
Our princess has pulled Mrs. ArGee down a couple of times. We had gotten her a “head lead” and it was working, but it kept rubbing her eye and causing a sty so we stopped using it.
Mostly Mrs. ArGee is more prepared now and doesn’t get pulled down.
Of course, the princess only weighs about 50 lbs.
I have a small Taz and a Wile E Coyote that I keep along with the California Raisins. Just in case I need a laugh!
We’ve been working together to get Tyson to not freak out when he shows up...
LOL! The joys of homeschool.
When things got nutz, school would go outdoors; maybe on a hike, but preferably to a tree-studded park where kids could go berserk and “educators” could sip iced tea in the shade.
It was a bit like leaning back when firing a shotgun...
Or leaning into a punch?
The hitting the side of the Grumman? Yeah. A lot like that.
Ow! Wishing you a quick recovery!
I seem to have a bruise on the top of my head. I guess I did manage to hit the vent, not just the flat side of the mail truck.
Ow. Try to be more careful!
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