A wonderful combination of cynicism and delight...

A very good documentary on ABC: A sidewalk astronomer, about John Dobson: inventor of the Dobsonian Telescope, cofounder of Sidewalk Astronomy and all around character. I don't agree with his cosmological theories but his delight and patience in going out and showing people the sun, the moon and the universe, and explaining is just glorious. I want to have that degree of enthusiasm and bounce and life when I am 90...

That was worth staying up for.

"Once you come to the conclusion that what you know already is all you need to know, then you have a degree in disinterest."

"The universe is a lot bigger than the earth and it's a lot bigger than the solar system and it's a lot bigger than our galaxy and we owe it to ourselves to notice it."

You come away thinking it would be worth starting a local sidewalk astronomy and geology... not show precisely , but conversation... And remember why...

Wander outside and take a look up.

Baracaded in...

I think today may be spent baracaded in, with airlocks on the outside doors (the door between the laundry and kitchen makes a whole lot more sense now). Reason - she's forecast to get up to 36 degrees today. Already 26 degrees by 8am and she only got below 20 degrees around 6:30am for about half an hour. Fingers crossed the forecast thunderstorms turn up later in the day.
Blah.

Good weekend though, even if it did get up around 33 degrees on both days. Throne measuring, lots of sitting on pieces of plywood while other people cut them, nice chinese food in good company, then cheesecake, more thronage, a break with some shopping and good blobage, more throning and then everyone else continued while I keeled over and slept between 5:30pm and 9pm. Food and then the good doco (see previous entry) before off to sleep.

Not much to report re tunic sewing progress. Discovered on Fri evening I did my neckline slightly crooked, mucked up the body width and really didn't do well on the straight line front. Sat I found out I had made the neck hole on Z's tunic too big and his body width too wide too (though to a lesser extent). Not happy and the tunics are curently in a pile on the lounge floor waiting for me to stop swearing when I look at them, unpick the (very nicely) handsewn and finished shoulder seams on the sleeves, cut an inch or so off either side of the torso and resew. Maybe today... Although I suspect much of today will be spent under the ceilign fan in our room...