Monday Garden Porn – “Sorry About That” Edition

Yeah, it’s been a while. I’m taking my giant comprehensive exams in 32 days and have been working a lot, so not so much with the time to blog.

Anyway, here’s some garden porn! Things are growing! Vegetables are being produced! Life is wonderful!

Another eggplant!  I've already picked two this season.

Another eggplant! I've already picked two this season. (Click to embiggen.)

The first tomatoes of the harvest!  Soon I'll have enough to make fresh salsa! (Click to embiggen.)

The first tomatoes of the harvest! Soon I'll have enough to make fresh salsa! (Click to embiggen.)

The peppers are changing color... soon they'll be ready to pick too. (Click to embiggen.)

The peppers are changing color... soon they'll be ready to pick too. (Click to embiggen.)

I planted these jalapenos almost as an afterthought... and now I'm really glad I did. They look wonderful. (Click to embiggen.)

I planted these jalapenos almost as an afterthought... and now I'm really glad I did. They look wonderful. (Click to embiggen.)

One small step for man…

20061101_buzzForty years ago tonight, two men from this planet walked on the surface of another heavenly body for the first time.

The enormity of that task still amazes me.

It’s quite literally incredible, it strains the bounds of credulity – the number of technologies they had to invent, the number of things they had to do for the very first time, the number of things that could have gone wrong – and it happened almost flawlessly.

I can think of no greater testimony to human ingenuity, human drive, and human effort than that.

The thing that astounds me is that they did it all with 1969 technology. I currently have on my lap a computer with 1000x more processing power and a million times more storage space than the computers they had aboard Apollo 11. They couldn’t run the LEM through a thousand computer simulations to see how it would handle on the moon’s surface – it was all pencils, papers, slide rules, and drawing boards. They strapped three guys onto the top of a Saturn V rocket and said “go” – and they went, and they landed, and they walked, and they took off, and they made it back.

But the first moon landing was 40 years ago; the last was 37 years ago. Since then, no human being has left low-earth orbit. Sure, we’ve launched the Space Shuttle, learned how to live in space for an extended period of time, seen the beginnings of the universe with Hubble, and put robots on or around every planet except Pluto, but we haven’t stretched out our wings. We haven’t gone back to the moon; we haven’t seen Mars. It was like we had that one inspiring moment and then decided that mediocrity was fine just the same.

The problem is, we’ve got problems. An economy in the crapper, 42 million Americans without health insurance, rampant inequality, world poverty, climate change, pollution – a million reasons not to go back. A million reasons to say “let’s fix the problems here first.” And that argument works, for a time.

But when the economy turns around, and when President Obama is reelected in 2012 – I think it’s time for us to take the next step. Not just go back to the moon, but settle there, begin our first halting steps to the obvious next stage in the evolution of our relationship with the universe – finally freeing ourselves from being a one-planet species. First we settle on the moon, then begin the thousand-year project to terraform Mars, then we start mining the asteroid belt… the next step. Progress, expansion, evolution.

We have the technology. We will have the resources. All we need is the will… because we’ve taken a few steps back from that “one giant leap for mankind.”

Apollo 11 and Cool Things Done by Presidential Libraries

Forty years ago today, July 16, 2009, in Cape Kennedy, Florida, a rocket blasted off from launch pad 39A, destined to place human beings on non-Earth soil for the first time in history. I’ll probably write a lot more about that in three days – the anniversary of the actual landing and first moonwalk.

For now, I wanted to direct your attention to one of the more fascinating uses of integrative Web technology I’ve seen in a while, the Kennedy Presidential Library’s We Choose the Moon. Not only is the site updating the mission in “real time” (40 years later) with actual radio transcripts, it also has twitter feeds for Eagle, the Command Module, and CAPCOM.

Having spent a little time researching among the Nixon library’s Apollo 11 materials, I really have to acknowledge what must have been some serious cooperation between the archives that were required to make this happen. To do this kind of project, they’d need cooperation from archivists at at least five NARA (National Archives and Records Administration) archives – the Kennedy, Johnson, and Nixon libraries, NASA’s own archives, and the rest of the Executive Branch archives in College Park. That this site came about is a testament to the ways in which serious archival research can come alive for the general public.

Stay tuned to We Choose the Moon to keep following the Apollo 11 mission.

Monday Garden Porn – Unexpected Edition

I was going to have some guest garden porn today, as I thought I was flying home to my parents’ house in Michigan this morning to spend a week visiting up there, but when I got to the ticket counter at BWI it turned out that my ticket was in fact for tomorrow. That’s something that would have been good for me to notice before I woke up at 5:45 to go to the airport, but things being what they are, I’m going to make the most of it. Expect some garden porn from my parents’ garden later this week.

The first Anaheim pepper.  Thanks to Evelyn for giving me this seedling! (Click to embiggen.)

The first Anaheim pepper. Thanks to Evelyn for giving me this seedling! (Click to embiggen.)

One of my eggplants is starting to come in.  Soon I'm going to have to find a good recipe that uses eggplant.  Incidentally, baby eggplants look like they come from another planet.  (Click to embiggen.)

One of my eggplants is starting to come in. Soon I'm going to have to find a good recipe that uses eggplant. Incidentally, baby eggplants look like they come from another planet. (Click to embiggen.)

The bell peppers are coming in too!  I wish I could remember what specific kind they are, but I really can't. (Click to embiggen.)

The bell peppers are coming in too! I wish I could remember what specific kind they are, but I really can't. (Click to embiggen.)

The plum tomatoes are growing.  Fresh, garden-picked salsa is only a few weeks away. (Click to embiggen.)

The plum tomatoes are growing. Fresh, garden-picked salsa is only a few weeks away. (Click to embiggen.)

Belated Monday Garden Porn – First Fruits Edition

This week: my first cucumber! The garden is making the transition from a pretty garden to a fruitful one… little cukes coming in all over the place, tomatoes and peppers getting started, and even the beginning of an eggplant! I picked this cucumber today… but I haven’t cut into it yet to see how it tastes.

The first cucumber of the season!  (Click to embiggen.)

The first cucumber of the season! (Click to embiggen.)

The first tomatoes are started!  Fresh salsa coming soon... (Click to embiggen.)

The first tomatoes are started! Fresh salsa coming soon...

A little pepper... (Click to embiggen.)

A little pepper... (Click to embiggen.)

Two cool videos

One real, one fake.

This one is real… a guy on a Japanese TV show using a samurai sword to slice a baseball.

That reminded me of this second video, which is fake, but would have been the most awesome thing ever if it were real… Bruce Lee playing ping-pong with nunchucks (and then lighting matches with them).

RIP Michael Jackson

Celebrity deaths offer us an opportunity to reminisce about more innocent times, to laugh at ourselves and what we thought was cool back then, to take stock of where we’ve come. They also offer us a chance to post YouTube videos.

I have to show my age here and admit Farrah Fawcett was a bit before my time – I mostly know her from cultural histories and stuff as the poster that graced every teenage boy’s wall in the ’70s – but I heard that the documentary she did a few months ago about her battle with cancer was incredibly moving. It’s a shame she passed away only a few hours before…

Michael Jackson. The King of Pop. The very epitome of cool when Charlie and I were young. (Danny was too young and missed this, I think.) I remember the first time my dad got a car with a cassette player, one of the first tapes he had in there was Thriller, and I swear we wore that tape out. I remember being confused because Michael was singing a song about a dude named Billie Jean but referring to him as a “she.” The lyrics of that song didn’t make a lot of sense to me back then. Regardless, in my youth, there was nothing cooler than Michael Jackson.

Of course, in the ’90s, he got weird. I imagine the adults around me had some inkling that growing up without a childhood and living under constant pressure to perform was only bringing him closer to some kind of breakdown, but he got weird at about the same time as we hit the teenage years… and we turned on him. (Not that he made it that hard, what with the plastic surgery and Neverland Ranch and the constant allegations of pedophilia.) I know that throughout my teenage years, I chalked up my once thinking he was cool to my being a kid and not seeing all the weird that had been there. (That, of course, also wasn’t helped by the rise of grunge and the fall of the ’80s pop-glam look that MJ personified.)

But, of course, all that was before the rise of YouTube… which, judging from the top videos tonight, is reintroducing a whole generation to the earlier MJ – the one whose moves we spent our childhoods trying to emulate, the one whose songs make it impossible not to start dancing a little. And I have to say, for the record: Man, did that guy have it back in the day.

Sure, his music was tinged with all that ’80s optimism and “Heal the World” myopia, but there’s an anger in his voice that I don’t think I’d noticed until I rewatched some of his stuff tonight. The later MJ, the one I came to know and mock in my teenage years, was saccharine-sweet, in a constant race to recapture the childhood he never had; the MJ of the early to mid-80s had an edge, a passion, some fire in his eyes.

But that MJ is no more, and the weird MJ is also gone; it’s now up to us to construct how we all want to remember him. As for me, I’m going to remember the earlier MJ, the one who always made me tap my feet, the one who got me and Charlie and my cousins and all my neighborhood friends trying to do the Moonwalk on solid-wood floors in our socks.

Rest in peace, Michael Jackson.

“Brothers of ethnicity?” Maybe that’s your problem right there.

From a Columbus Dispatch article on the Southern Baptist Convention’s annual meeting, at which they kicked out a church that actually dared to treat LGBT people as human beings and expressed concern over a report that the SBC could lose 50% of its population by 2050 because they’re seen as old, white, and conservative:

[Johnny] Hunt, who was re-elected to a second one-year term yesterday, said, “One of the reasons — and it is a true reason — is we need to really join with our brothers of ethnicity in this convention.”

Brothers of ethnicity? Really? That phrase is probably the key to the SBC’s problems – and the reason they won’t get fixed.

First, the fact that he ascribes “ethnicity” to non-white people is probably a pretty big part of the reason that people who aren’t old southern racists aren’t too keen on joining a Southern Baptist Church. It’s apparent that to him, white people aren’t “brothers of ethnicity”; only people with darker skin have ethnicity. If there’s a more obvious statement that the SBC considers whiteness the norm and non-whiteness as Other, I’d like to see it.

Second, the fact that he only seems to think that the SBC needs to reach out to “brothers of ethnicity” is also telling. Gen-Xers and Millennials, with a few exceptions like the followers of the abusive Mark Driscoll up in Seattle, seem to have picked up on the obvious fact that women can do anything men can do, including lead churches. Yet the SBC seems trapped in the 1950s, when men were supposed to be the leaders and women the followers. The rest of the Western world has woken up to the basic fact of gender equality, at least in principle; why do conservative churches lag so far behind

Third, unrelated to that phrase – is it possible that there’s a relationship between the SBC kicking out, without any apparent controversy, a church that at least partially acknowledged the humanity of LGBT people, and the report indicating that the SBC is in decline? Is it possible that younger folks like me are realizing that anti-gay attitudes – by which I mean any notion that LGBT individuals aren’t entitled to acceptance and equality at all levels of our society, including in the church – are contrary to the love of Jesus Christ, just as racism and sexism are? Is it possible that churches that still hold such attitudes are going to shrink, while churches whose attitudes are more in line with Christianity are going to grow?

One can only hope.

The funniest thing I’ve seen all day

If you haven’t seen Jon Hodgman’s nerd roast of Barack Obama at the Radio & TV Correspondents’ Dinner, you really need to… if for no other reason than to see the President throw up the Vulcan hand sign.

Monday Garden Porn

Sorry I missed a week in there… the cucumbers are coming in! Last week I had about a hundred male flowers and one female one (the females are the ones that actually have the cucumber behind them). Now I’ve got more female flowers growing in and getting fertilized – in a few weeks, I’ll have full-grown cukes!

Tomato flowers.  (Click to embiggen.)

Tomato flowers. (Click to embiggen.)

My first cucumber! (Click to embiggen.)

My first cucumber! (Click to embiggen.)