This is a site that has info on a man who flew 16000 feet in a lawnchair!
from Jeff
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Friday, February 8, 2008
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
When astronauts sleep
When astronauts sleep in space they strap their heads
to a pillow and their feet to the wal and their arms
float up like zombies in horror movies. The intense
light of the sun strikes them every 90 minutes as they
loop the globe.
Lisa
Sunday, January 20, 2008
baggage
Here's a quicktime movie of some x-ray luggage animation I tried this weekend. if you can't see the movie, try the link above and let me know -
Courtney
Courtney
Friday, January 18, 2008
Friday, January 11, 2008
Poem
We are the children of Science that mated
with Vision...
the riders of vapor...
the sowers of death...
the merchants of morrow...
the sellers of speed
Frank Ernest Hill, 1925
with Vision...
the riders of vapor...
the sowers of death...
the merchants of morrow...
the sellers of speed
Frank Ernest Hill, 1925
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Icarus of Pittsburgh
yall have got to watch this, it's got a person who attempts flying so he can see his father, the father-son relationship, the family left behind, great stuff!! it's at atom films, about 10 min, takes a while to load.
ps Evan Mather one of the creators is from Alexandria LA
ps Evan Mather one of the creators is from Alexandria LA
Venitia Burney, who named Pluto at 11 yrs old
by Lisa Shattuck
My cataracts can’t see anymore. (She places seeds in her nostrils.)
I can’t smell, because I am putting one pomegranate seed in each nostril. I summon the God of the Underworld.
I am still on Earth. My Very Earth…
Sadly we are so well lit that only the brightest stars really get a look-in, unless we have a power outage…of course! I summon a power outage. (She pops her fists over ach other in the air to represent the planets.) Mother Just Served….
I visualize a tiny little heavenly body, a small ball of ice, so cold, 212 degrees below.
I offer my formal apology. I’m sorry I never saw you so here I am coming to you now. I will feel you through my space suit and my gravity boots. I was waiting for humans to master time and space …but it’s taking too long. No faith in machines. They tried to show me Venetia the Asteroid.
What I saw was thick eyelashes flapping. I told them, “Look, it happened over breakfast when I was eleven…” and then I didn’t think of you for 67 years until they sent me the letters all at once and the Venitia Burney, the measuring device. It measures particles in space. I summon my particles into space.
Us Nine Potatoes!
Ok, take away my 12th month, give me a 6 day week and 3 seasons a year! I feel my ice toes ankles and knees. You are steel grey with flapping lashes. My lovely ball of ice that holds me now like a proud child and I the guilty parent. You are fire to me now. I did think of you once in the 67 years. I told my fiancé I had named Pluto and then my marriage didn’t happen. That was my big mistake. I won’t let them make theirs. My very eager mother just served us nine potatoes.
My cataracts can’t see anymore. (She places seeds in her nostrils.)
I can’t smell, because I am putting one pomegranate seed in each nostril. I summon the God of the Underworld.
I am still on Earth. My Very Earth…
Sadly we are so well lit that only the brightest stars really get a look-in, unless we have a power outage…of course! I summon a power outage. (She pops her fists over ach other in the air to represent the planets.) Mother Just Served….
I visualize a tiny little heavenly body, a small ball of ice, so cold, 212 degrees below.
I offer my formal apology. I’m sorry I never saw you so here I am coming to you now. I will feel you through my space suit and my gravity boots. I was waiting for humans to master time and space …but it’s taking too long. No faith in machines. They tried to show me Venetia the Asteroid.
What I saw was thick eyelashes flapping. I told them, “Look, it happened over breakfast when I was eleven…” and then I didn’t think of you for 67 years until they sent me the letters all at once and the Venitia Burney, the measuring device. It measures particles in space. I summon my particles into space.
Us Nine Potatoes!
Ok, take away my 12th month, give me a 6 day week and 3 seasons a year! I feel my ice toes ankles and knees. You are steel grey with flapping lashes. My lovely ball of ice that holds me now like a proud child and I the guilty parent. You are fire to me now. I did think of you once in the 67 years. I told my fiancé I had named Pluto and then my marriage didn’t happen. That was my big mistake. I won’t let them make theirs. My very eager mother just served us nine potatoes.
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Special Delivery
film found at Archive.org about planes (WWII era) that deliver bombs, in particular planes at the Bikini Atoll test site.
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