Sunday, October 31, 2021

HALLOWEEN NOT A WASHOUT!

 



I can't call it rain.   It is more like living  under a waterfall.   The rain has been torrential all night and is expected to continue until 11 am.   By that time four inches will have fallen in eleven hours.   


As of now brooms are grounded; but my wife insures me she will be able to fly tonight. 





the Ol'Buzzard

Wednesday, October 27, 2021

ANSWER TO BORN FREE

 

Born Free, in one of your comments you questioned the idea of relocating to a simpler lifestyle as you age.   


For twenty years we lived in a small, two story post and beam chalet in the woods.   We were on a private dirt road that had to be maintained by the occupants on the road, we supplemented our heat with firewood, we had to maintain a well and wellhouse through the Maine winters, had to maintain a septic system; mowing, snow removal, maintenance... Being rural we often lost power every winter for three or four days at a time.   The demands were great, but it was the life-style we chose.   It was good, but I feared that my wife would not be able to maintain the place when I am gone - and it was getting to be a grind for me.





We had never considered living in a mobile home in a park until we started to look at available housing in our area.  Places were over priced and we felt we would be inheriting someone else's problems - we just found nothing we liked.  After shopping for almost a year we checked out some double-wide mobile homes on the internet.   They are not like the trailers of yore.  They are built to the same standards as modular homes/ new homes.   There are scores of floor plans available at varying price ranges.


The decision came when we found a small park of twenty homes with an opening.   The occupants are all older adults with no children.  It is rurally located but with easy access to town.  The park owners set high standards for all the occupant units.   The road is plowed in the winter, the grass is mowed, there is a convenient garbage dumpster emptied twice a week, the septic systems are pumped yearly, we are on town water, there is even a hair dresser at the entrance to the park so my wife can easily walk to get her hair done.   We were skeptic of living in a community, as we have always lived somewhat isolated; but the neighbors are nice.   The choice of the park was more important then the selection of a home.  





We have three bedrooms, living room, dining area, kitchen with a walk-m pantry, laundry room, and two baths.  The master bathroom has a large walk-in shower large enough for us both to shower together. All the appliances are new; I even had a generator installed in case of power outages.  We absolutely love this place, and being in our later years we could not have made a better choice.   The stress factor far less than owning a home and land.   










Hope this answers some of your questions.

the Ol'Buzzard



Monday, October 25, 2021

4 A.M. Ramblings, Or Is There Intelligent Life In The Universe?

 



 

There are numerous numbering systems.   The system most widely used in society is base ten.  The base ten system has ten numbers: 0123456789.   We have ten fingers and ten toes so this is a system easily visualized.   Where the individual numbers fall (the place value) determines the overall value of the number.

5283.12

         


The octal (base eight system) has eight numbers 01234567

 

The counting system that runs the world (computer language) is binary or base 2.  It only contains two numbers: a one and a zero.

001 = 1

010 – 2

011 = 3

100 = 4

101 = 5

110 = 6

111 = 7

1000 = 8

1001 = 9 

1010 = 10 etc.

Where the number ‘one’ falls determines the value of the product.


View the place values as a series of switches.   Each switch can be either on or off - one or zero.   There are thousands of switches on a microchip and the order you turn them on or off determines the value of any certain number. 

 

Mathematics is a language, and when physicist exceed their ability to express concepts in verbal language, they resort to mathematics formulas.

 

OK, where am I going with this?

We are constantly looking for intelligent life in the universe.  We always view alien life as having a head, legs, arms and a body, with some similarity to humans, or at least something familiar to us.  

 

We are a carbon base life form and the general consensus when looking for life in the universe is to look for elements with carbon base that might indicate life. 

 

But what if the intelligent life in the universe is not carbon based – but mathematical based.   Suppose the dark matter that physicists are always searching for is actually an intelligent binary life form with energy spikes falling in a place value system far exceeding anything that we can comprehend.  We tend to call it AI or Artificial Intelligence, when it is possibly OI – Original Intelligence: life that is not physical but intellectual.

 

the Ol'Buzzard


Wednesday, October 20, 2021

DOUBLE DOUBLE TOIL AND TROUBLE

 





My wife and I have always lived close to each other and close to the earth.  Almost everywhere we have lived our life has been dictated by the seasons.  

 

We have no friends or associates that visit us, and we see her family only once every few years.  Some people might call us recluse; but we are not.  We enjoy travel, shopping and eating out - together.  We are pleasant with neighbors and people we have to interact with.   We don’t dislike people; we just don’t like being around them.

 

We avoid all holiday times like a plague.   We have our own celebration for spring equinox, summer solstice, fall equinox and winter solstice.   Other than that, we decorate and enjoy Halloween. 








Every witch must display her broom.   Her's gets decorated with the seasons. 




Decorations can last well through November



A wall tile representing seasons in Alaska



Cats and bats and pumpkins too, with Salem in the corner





I can't take credit for any of the decorations.  I would live a solitary drab existence without my wife.


Halloween is the time of witches.  How could we not celebrate it?




the Ol'Buzzard

Sunday, October 17, 2021

ESTABLISHING A NEW RELIGION

  



 

Thanks to Leanna and her Religion In A Nutshell posts, I lay awake from five to six this morning contemplating religions and their God Heads, in respect of the fundamentals of Physics. 

 

There is a striking similarity between an atom and a solar system.  Enough so to form the basis of a new religion.

 

 The atom’s nucleus (the sun/star) contains all the energy.   Electrons (planets) rotate around the nucleus forming atoms.   Atoms (solar systems) coalesce together to form a galaxy (molecule).    Galaxies (molecules) group together to form a universe.

 

Coalescing universes (molecular groups) could well be the building blocks for a living organism living on another dimensional planet (electron).   The process could start all over again where that dimensional planet is actually an electron building toward a group of universes forming yet another living creature living on a higher dimensional planet (electron) that builds toward another living organism…  

 

Until there is finally one single organism, not on a planet, floating in the void of some space, that is the final product (God, if you will) of multiple dimensions combined.




 

Of course, the laws of physics still apply to that chain ending in a God.

 

 So that God would have mass and exert gravity; and each time that God defecated the shit would fall into orbit rotating around the deity, until He/She/It was surrounded by an ever-growing shit ball floating through space, in search of another shit surrounded deity of the opposite gender in order to have sexual intercourse; because in the end, the Hokey Pokey (getting laid) is what it is all about.   

 

Perhaps, not necessarily a different gender; but it is still the Hokey Pokey.  That's what it's all about.

the Ol’Buzzard


Saturday, October 16, 2021

2024

 


the Ol'Buzzard

ALONE

 


I get up early with the cats while it is still dark outside.   It is quite before the world awakes.   I love this time of morning, and especially today with rain drumming on our metal roof.   After the cats are fed, they go back into the bedroom, onto the bed with my sleeping wife.  I am left alone, with the dark, and the rain, and I like it. 

 

Some of our most precious time is our mind time.   When we are alone with our selves and out thoughts.   





 

the Ol’Buzzard