Another day when there is no God

I understood it to be an alligator.

I took a ton of phone pics when we stayed in Kāhala on Oahu last year. This is one of my favorites

I've been in Pearl Harbor, during my Navy stint. That's the extent of my travels there. Beautiful picture.

1907/08 postcard

http://images.maritimehistoryofthegreatlakes.ca/details.asp?ID=1358

Sigh.
My business partner, a woman much unlike me, was a dobie person.
She was and is, unlike me, exceedingly tuned to animals. I like them, as anyone here knows, but I'm from west Los Angeles. She did rodeo, knows the animals, is into horses, and so on.

Whatever, she and I shared design sense over many years.

Her sister raises dobies. If there is a neg to them, they are too nice, last I understood.

Sue once pulled over her truck when some clown in front of her on the 605 threw a dog out.
That was Rojo. She got him into her truck and got his hip fixed sometime later.
Rojo was always chary but knew the crew.

I once had a detective inlaw that kept a pack of trained dobermans. I forget how many. Perhaps five or six. They had a way of milling in front of me that kept me nervous. Once, I was asked to get something from the garage. When it became obvious the dogs were going with me, I had the owner's wife get them. I did not trust my chances being alone with them. But I have known some great dobermans, too. A sister in law had one, named BJ. I would like to have had him. When I would come in and sit on the couch, he would mimic a human sitting on the cushion next to me. So mellow. When he got old and tending to being sick, he wandered on a railroad track and was run over.

"My" sweetie, 명자:

Love face...

Odd how, when conditions were ripe for humans to become a distinctive species, they were apparently not that distinctive at all. Seems there were numbers of variations on the theme for a long time and in the end, sapiens prevailed. I am endlessly fascinated that the information we find can give so much information, filling in gaps while raising other questions to be explored.

Thanks Edgar. It's so beautiful there, every pic looks like a postcard. I need to see stuff like that more often; it's so easy for me to forget about the truly wondrous world all around us when getting too raveled in the minutia–something I do enjoy.

I have always wanted to see Toronto.

Your comment made me think of something I had once seen or read about the probability of life forming (abiogenesis). Not exactly related, but another interesting avenue. Unfortunately, it's difficult to find much on the subject without running in to sites with overt evolution or creationism agendas. But mixed in all, this is a good read http://www.npr.org/sections/13.7/2011/10/18/141455579/what-story-does-earth-s-life-tell-about-et.

Hard to tell based on one single case. Also, the article you linked to is based on the hypothesis that life started around -3.8 bl years, but it may well be older. It would seem that some primitive form of photosynthesis was already at work at that time. Such a complex process as photosynthesis must have taken some time to evolve.

Indeed, all this is pretty conjectural, but fascinating.

http://www.newscientist.com/article/mg21729055.100-rusty-rocks-reveal-ancient-origin-of-photosynthesis.html#.VXMPK89Vikq

There is still too much research needed for the very earliest stages leading to evolution. But I think some of the outlines they are coming up with are on the right or nearly right track.

Something called Manhattanhenge. http://spyhollywood.com/manhattanhenge/

Beam me up, Scotty.

The nefarious weed tubers, undoubtedly conceived and implemented by the bad dog, have nearly been defeated. Temptations of chemical warfare resisted, the battle was grueling and bitterly fought, and I shall have reminders of it for days to come.

I would lend you my light saber, but the blade is bent and the batteries need charging.