tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8947514984021363360.post1566353235560464049..comments2023-10-26T08:35:15.266-06:00Comments on The Oort Cloud: First LightClowncarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02219213001049223673noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8947514984021363360.post-79109893994682516952008-03-28T13:09:00.000-06:002008-03-28T13:09:00.000-06:00Yeah, the scale is what it's all about, Eric. The...Yeah, the scale is what it's all about, Eric. The scale and the closer you look, the weirder it all gets.<BR/><BR/>Gotta love the transcendentalists, Vicky G. Emerson, Thoureau. Glad to know someone is still reading them. "We will walk on our own feet, we will work with our own hands, we will speak our own minds."<BR/><BR/>I need more than a couple beers to figure it all out, Irr. All I founf was the big, glitzy stuff. We're all going galaxy hunting this weekend, which is a great deal more difficult.<BR/><BR/>Sorry, Ms. D'Ancehall. We had a dinner thing that night, so I had no time to linger. Plus, I had to run a quick errand to get a little something special for Rockygrass (hint, hint). So you'll just have to hold my lil Dickel a bit longer.<BR/><BR/>To me, Mona, it's less about feeling small and more about it all seeming so strange and beautiful and unknowable. I loved Sagan, growing up. As you've probably gathered.Clowncarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02219213001049223673noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8947514984021363360.post-80318090251656414642008-03-28T05:11:00.000-06:002008-03-28T05:11:00.000-06:00Since I was a kid, I get this mixed emotion when I...Since I was a kid, I get this mixed emotion when I look up at the stars...I'm so small comparatively...and yet I feel so large in the world. I'm sure that's my ego, and I blame Carl Sagan for some of my misguidedness!Mona Buonanottehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01809435868294190789noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8947514984021363360.post-82590967249395623052008-03-27T19:48:00.000-06:002008-03-27T19:48:00.000-06:00*tapping foot* You come to town for your big eight...*tapping foot* <BR/><BR/>You come to town for your big eight-incher, you don't stop by and I'm left holding yer Little Dickel. NOT feeling the love here.<BR/><BR/>*grumble grumble excellent post grumble grumble I get the same feeling looking through a microscope grumble*Nancy Dancehallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14169976337329559458noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8947514984021363360.post-86595386360597092842008-03-27T19:24:00.000-06:002008-03-27T19:24:00.000-06:00Looking up even with the unaided eye I get the chi...Looking up even with the unaided eye I get the chills. There's SO MUCH out there, and here we are, tinkering around with this and that, muddling through it all. <BR/><BR/>I'm getting geared up to purchase a new, bigger lens for my camera--here's hoping a beer or two will help me use it as well as you seem to have adjusted to The Big Dumb. *lol*Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8947514984021363360.post-31683429408092945602008-03-26T15:05:00.000-06:002008-03-26T15:05:00.000-06:00You remind me of the transcendentalists. It’s a co...You remind me of the transcendentalists. It’s a comforting thing to know that such thinkers are still around. I may not have agreed with everything they said, but the world does need them, now more than ever to balance all the other stuff permeating society these days. I love the moon, its effects in night. In fact, for the past few days, I’ve been able to see it in the blue sky every morning as I go to school. But I’m not nearly as knowledgeable on the star aspect of it. My father knows all of the number crunching star related phenomenon, and I prefer to leave it that way since I had a hard enough time adding up the sections of my SAT to get my composite score.Wizardryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10180287388143837392noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8947514984021363360.post-58846921834999495132008-03-26T13:04:00.000-06:002008-03-26T13:04:00.000-06:00Tried to leave a comment on your 2001 post, didn't...Tried to leave a comment on your 2001 post, didn't go through. Hopefully this will intercept the lady -- anyone who says "holy cats" is aces with me.<BR/><BR/>Great description, the impetus of belief. I like that. The simple sublime. I get what I think could be the same sort of feeling, thinking of everything out there. The scale of it.Eric Shonkwilerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14037998216225336724noreply@blogger.com