Posted on 10/20/2020 9:33:20 PM PDT by BenLurkin
A team of geologists at the University of Houston College of Natural Sciences and Mathematics believes they have found the lost plate in northern Canada by using existing mantle tomography images—similar to a CT scan of the earth's interior. The findings, published in Geological Society of America Bulletin, could help geologists better predict volcanic hazards as well as mineral and hydrocarbon deposits.
"Volcanoes form at plate boundaries, and the more plates you have, the more volcanoes you have," said Jonny Wu, assistant professor of geology in the Department of Earth and Atmospheric Sciences. "Volcanoes also affect climate change. So, when you are trying to model the earth and understand how climate has changed since time, you really want to know how many volcanoes there have been on earth."
Wu and Spencer Fuston, a third-year geology doctoral student, applied a technique developed by the UH Center for Tectonics and Tomography called slab unfolding to reconstruct what tectonic plates in the Pacific Ocean looked like during the early Cenozoic Era. The rigid outermost shell of Earth, or lithosphere, is broken into tectonic plates and geologists have always known there were two plates in the Pacific Ocean at that time called Kula and Farallon. But there has been discussion about a potential third plate, Resurrection, having formed a special type of volcanic belt along Alaska and Washington State.
Using 3-D mapping technology, Fuston applied the slab unfolding technique to the mantle tomography images to pull out the subducted plates before unfolding and stretching them to their original shapes.
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I knew Pat would do well at this job, and he will probably rise right through the ranks in a heartbeat. And as for that funny look in his eye and mumbling in Greek, well, it could be quite endearing. To the right people!
This may seem strange but I’m still tired, so whatever I do today will be done slowly. But it happens a lot with CFIDS, and I think part of my problem is the the supplements I need are still three days away. I was out of so many this time, but it happens that I often forget to order them. The disease again. :o[
I may have to go get laundry money today. I don’t want to, but if I do, I’ll take a swing by St Paul’s and drop off another load of donation items. Then I can begin again!
He doesn’t mumble in Greek anymore, and he doesn’t *always* have the funny look in his eyes.
He probably can’t be promoted to Shift Supervisor until he’s 21 because of the liability insurance. Hopefully, he’ll have tired of the low-end retail life and gone back to school by then!
Speaking of school, Tom said that he might graduate by this time next year, if all the scheduling possibilities fall exactly right.
But still, how many non-Greek people can mumble in Greek these days, with or without a funny look in their eyes?
Well, perhaps the job will give him enough incentive to get back to school and pick up skills and information that will enable him to become independently wealthy by the time he’s 30.
Good for Tom, and here’s hoping the scheduling possibilities align properly for him. That will be something to look forward to, for sure.
My son, who has ghosted us, didn’t want to go to college. He was working for the state higher ed refinancing group doing support calls and did his on Visual Basic programming to simplify his life.
That got noticed and he got hired to do some SASS programming. I think he noticed he could earn more with a degree so he enrolled. But he was still staying out too late and started doing poorly so he dropped school. I was pretty upset with him but he was already moved out so it was his life.
Sometime during the period where we were ghosted I found him on LinkedIn enrolled in school again. He finally got a 4 year degree. He’s also a CFO for a home building company. So he finally did OK.
It’s easier to find out *something* than it used to be.
I really wanted to respond to this, ArGee, but sometimes, I don’t know how to say things, either properly or without a lot of useless, unrelated fluff. So I don’t say anything. It’s too embarrassing.
It’s not because I’m ignoring you. I care about you, your family and your dog, just as I do all the FReepers that I’ve come to know. So please forgive me for not being a good “listener” at times.
I managed to get another box packed yesterday, but it was rather an afterthought. Maybe I’ll do better today, but I have to do some organizing, first.
I should probably start with something simple, like finally taking pics of the books so I can pack them and make it look like I’m going somewhere. One thing is for sure: I’m not taking them all!
It’s been so darn hard to focus on things, lately. Poor excuse, I know, but there it is.
Good morning. I was so distracted yesterday that I forgot to fill the coffee pot. Now I have to wait 15 minutes for my coffee. I’d have stayed in bed if I had known there was no coffee!
No coffee??? ARRGGHHH! UNNGH! GRR-r-r-r-r!
I know, right? I can’t remember the last time I missed filling the pot. Oh, well, it’s ready now.
What a sweet little face!
Good morning.
It’s 22° out there, and though my plans were to walk over to the office and mail a letter to my Favorite Son, I decided I didn’t want to bundle up. I’ll stay in here where it’s about 50° warmer.
How was your Envirothon get-together, yesterday?
I’ll have to get up from here soon and go do something constructive, like make the bed and put the clothes away from Monday. Pretty sad when I don’t even feel up to doing that...
Maybe I’ll get the photos of the books done a little later, when the light in here is better, so I can move things without falling over them in the process.
The Envirothon get-together was fun. Frank did well on his presentation about the Neuse River Basin. There was to be a moms’ sit-around in the evening after the high-school meeting, but I have the Guadalupe Novena with my congregation every night through the 10th.
I don’t entirely fit in with some of the group right now, because I’m not hysterical about the election or super upset that stores want me to wear a mask. The former is, “Yeah, whatever,” and the latter is a minor nuisance in the grand scheme of things.
Maybe the fact that I’m at least ten years older than most of them has something to do with it. I’ve seen hysterical flusters come and go and come and go, and it will all be fine, eventually, as long as there’s hot coffee and Naptime with Cats.
Good for Frank!
How long is the Novena each night? It’s been a long time since I’ve even heard the word, much less been witness to any. We lived 20 miles from the nearest Catholic church, so my mother couldn’t participate in them. She didn’t drive, either, but had we lived closer, I’m sure she would have found a way to attend.
Yeah, funny about the election and conservatives. We just go about the business of setting things right, quietly, in the background, and will also eat popcorn while the libs froth at the mouth. As for the masks, it will be over soon, but you’re right, they’re just a minor nuisance. I wear one when I have to, but take it off as soon as I step outside.
Age has a lot to do with perspective. As does intelligence. Hysteria is funny in the right circumstances. ;o]
It’s about an hour and 15 minutes, starting at 8:00, on Zoom. That’s very late for me, but they wanted people to be able to get home from work, have supper, and get their kids squared away.
I wouldn’t be surprised to see “Zoom novenas” become a regular thing ahead of major holidays, although maybe not on the scale of this one, because it’s so easy for people to get together this way.
The custom of a novena following a death - sort of like sitting shiva for Jewish families - will resume live-in-person, I’m sure.
There are a lot of things being done on Zoom that are much better in person, so I don’t think anyone will rave about a Zoom Novena, just like they don’t about church services. We all need that close, physical contact with people who are dedicated to the same purpose.
Not to mention the coffee and snacks afterwards.
There’s a peculiar correlation between all-in affiliation with Donald Trump and “the most Catholic” types, including the Latin Mass people. Maybe it’s a “bubble” phenomenon or a sense of being an embattled elite remnant.
I have a different perspective, between life with the Spanish congregation and being in a parish that was founded on “social justice” principles. I know a lot of friends in the homeless mission and the environment committee are Democrats, and I don’t care.
My life hasn’t featured all the ups and downs yours has - or at least not with the amplitude of your variations ;-), but I have arrived at a place where what matters about people is, “Are they involved in something I care about?” “Are they trustworthy?” and “Are they nice to me?” Don’t bother me with anything else.
That’s true, but you can do a group prayer event for 30 minutes, say, on Zoom, where it would take up to two hours if you had to drive somewhere and then drive back, and what about your kids?
Maybe I’m wrong; time will tell. I think it’s great having committee meetings on Zoom.
There are very few Democrats in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, mostly because a lot of the principles of the church are diametrically opposed to what the Democrats believe. Catholics, I think, (at least from what I recall from the few years I belonged) are more like LDS members — no abortion, no same-sex marriage, etc.
The Democrat party has changed massively from what it was when Kennedy was elected. And those changes have not been good ones. I’ve probably been friends with Democrats/Liberals, but not in recent history because of my big mouth. I don’t know how to keep it shut.
My life has had very few boring moments. Calm, yes, boring, no. But it was a life of contradictions, too. The Yin/Yang effect. Lots of things I regret in retrospect, but most were not of my doing. I endured them rather than instigated or took part.
I’ve made friends and drifted away from them because either I changed or they did. These days, I’m concerned with whether or not they can put up with the idiosyncrasies of CFIDS and my faltering explanations for why I act the way I do, often without being aware of what I say or do until later.
So my criteria is simplified: “Can you tolerate me? Better yet, can you tolerate me on my bad days? If not, then you’re not helping so go away.”
Nine row up from the bottom, nineteen in from the left edge.
About 5 seconds.
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