Articles in the mainstream press on Tanis yielded a few field-photos and I was quite intrigued by some of them. The particular “Event Deposit” under study (#1, hot pink, in “Fig. 1” above) is supposed to have been deposited 66 MILLION years ago. In the field photos the pale grey layer looks like barely compressed dirt to me. I wondered how in the world it could have “lasted”/resisted erosion for 1 million years, much less 66 million? Below is a terrific picture of the main researcher and one of his assistants from USA Today’s coverage:
When you’re a “former geologist” and you start thinking about big erosion-events there is one that immediately floods into your mind. 😉 Curiosity now had me wondering how long Actual Geologists had estimated the mile-deep Grand Canyon took to form…and the History Channel sez…a paltry 5-to-6 million years.
So, tell me again how that crumbly grey material literally stood the Test of Time – on a slope – for not 5-6 million years, or 10, or 20, but for
66 million years.
How I heard about that Wyoming find
One of my absolute favorite Christian ministries is Living Waters, out in California. I like to support them by buying their downloads, rather than waiting for their longer videos for free on YouTube. Here is a link to the one in question. (It’s free starting November 1st.)
Fuggedabout “Red Flag” laws, why not go all the way like they tried with those Red-Coat laws? After all, our NEW! IMPROVED! Crown knows what’s best for us bumpkins, too. Don’t forget to obey, obey, obey (Gringo) when your betters in the D.C. parliment sign the official parchments!
…there was another King (George) who had a very similar belief about unsophisticated country bumpkins. Those rabble-rousers (in Sail-By country?) ultimately “evolved” from subject-colonists to independent “Americans” (by means of a bloody conflict with that king’s Special Boys).
It was called The (First?) Revolutionary War for one simple reason: some things are worth fighting to the death for.
Wannabe King Beto-Bob-Francis-O and his friends in powdered wigs apparently need to brush up on American History.
You’ll waste your money for sure, but even now it’s a waste of your “dreams.”
You worked hard for four years in high-school only to get to senior year and have your dream of becoming Valedictorian snuffed out ‘cuz your (lazier, less talented, just-plain-stupider) classmates’ “feeWings” will be hurt.
You crushed it – you think – on the SAT, even that #%*! essay, but…your school is in a relatively safe part of town (perhaps at home!) and while only one of your parents “works” you’re not considered oppressed nor are you on any Dot-gov assistance, so you won’t “qualify” to get FREE POINTS! for simply showing-up at the test center that day.
Okay. So your SAT score was super without the patronizing point-pat on the head from the guilty administrators at The Monopoly-on-College Board, Inc, (wanna bet they are huWhite? Umm, maybe not.) but…now you find out certain sorts of students are more equal than others in the United States of ‘Murica. If you want to go to a fancy-shmancy school like those Monopoly folks certainly did, it’s going to be as much about the “optics” as it is about the brains.
How do you fit into the cast-of-characters those image-conscious schools want to put on display? If they don’t need any more of your “type,” sorry; Buh-Bye; oh, and Harvard thanks you for the $75 Application Fee!
Of course college senior Hester Primm was aware that she had a “Permanent Record.” She had been told, as had countless other school kids all their lives, to keep it clean…or suffer some vague future Consequences. Well, who’d’ve thunk that that very same P-R-scam would be pulled on her as a graduating senior in the home stretch? Not Hester, that’s for sure and all for trying to NOT do what she thought was the wrong thing. Go figure…
Trying to work-within-the-system, might-makes-right, and good-guys rush in all collide in this sober-yet-satirical look at campus politics in the 21st century.
On a side note, campus life will probably only get worse.
This one’s not humorous for sure, but still, I hope it’s as enjoyable. Let me know!
Also, none of the characters in QC are recognizable from – or clearly connected to – any of the characters in my other recent stories. Perhaps that will change in the future. 🙂
I quit adding new designs to my Teespring shop because “I Heart Puppies” is the only sort of thing I’m 100% confident they won’t suspend. I put designs up here to escape Big Brother…and yes, at the same sorts of prices shirts sell for there. (I totally agree: $25.00+ is a LOT for “just” a t-shirt and so getting this right is a big deal all around.)
Well, in my zeal to save-a-buck/make-a-buck, I literally made what I consider the biggest mistake possible and I did it in my very first official week of business!
I broke the first of The Two Fundamental Laws: “Do all you have agreed to do,” because added to that guarantor of personal integrity, in the mind of a business person, ought to always be the phrase, “At the price agreed upon, come Hell or high-water.”
For a moment last night I completely forgot that this independent t-shirt endeavor was supposed to be primarily about the joy in “Free Expression.” (Beyond that, if I cleared enough to buy a few bags of Black Rifle Coffee® now and again, all the better!)
I have sincerely apologized to the client I treated in error and hope to be given the opportunity to make the situation right. Regardless of the avenue they choose, from this point forward I’ll absorb the fluctuating costs of the “raw materials” (t-shirts) without mention (yes, as I should have already done…) until it becomes clear it’s time to raise the prices stated on each design’s page.
I thank-you sincerely for any past support and again, I hope you’ll bear with me while I continue to figure this all out!
UPDATED 26 april 2018: Get your Team-Foosa shirts in down-to-earthy browns HERE and faded-foliage-greyish-greens HERE.
I have placed even more of my favorite and most loyal designs up on the T-Shirts page. Notice also a brand new preparation-plus-productivity-inspiring, “Tempus Fugit,” in honor of valient blogger brother.
When you order shirts from me, good citizen, remember the procedure I, your hard working fellow comred, must follow. I’ll first order the base “plain” shirt from one of my online good-thinking loyal-working t-shirt sources, so although I haven’t noted it anywhere previously, you are now hearing it first here:
Shirts will take a minimum of 2 weeks from order to finish/shipping. But…have no fear my friends, it is not anything to do with evil boss-owners. I always always always insist on proper coffee-, lunch-, and smoke- breaks. (I have a grand Workers’ Paradise of a Dream, though, of that great and glorious day when I can keep blank shirts on a sturdy work-shelf, close by the place of my artisan laboring…)
So keep saving thoserubles. (Sh-h-h. Between you and me, an easy-to-reach savings goal is $25.00 shirt, which = only only only 1453 RUB + shipping.) (U.S.Amerika only, sorry).
Listened to an eye-opening interview that Stefan Molyneux had with Gabe Hoffman, a principal on a documentary called, “An Open Secret,” about the child-rape business endemic in Hollywood. I guarrentee you will feel as incensed as I do after you watch it, for free, on VIMEO here. Please share it widely. More of us need to withhold what that industry craves more than it does our little boys…our box-office bucks.
There is only one truly just “sentence” for this kind of Evil: death.