Interesting article here: (Even Low-MAss Galaxies Can Harbor Supermassive Black Holes).
Sometime in 1979 while gazing at the poster of the Andromeda galaxy in my bedroom, it suddenly dawned on me that a spiral galaxy looks something like water going down a drain. Water went down the drain; matter goes down the black hole "drain." Seemed pretty obvoius at the time. Now it looks like that most, or evan all galaxies contain central "feeding" black holes. To take it a step further, eventually all galaxies will gobble up thier matter, until there's nothing left but black holes. What next? Black holes moving away from eachother forever? Or finally attracting eachother, and combining into one single super-duper-massive black hole? Maybe that event causes a recurring big bang?
Yeah, maybe too simplistic.
Thursday, 15 September 2011
Wednesday, 7 September 2011
Sept 6 2011 visit to the Kanata Cruise Night show
My first September visit to the Kanata Cruise Night show. Just a note that proceeds go to CHEO, and the weekly event is attended by the Ottawa Fire Department- they cook up hot dogs there. Don Cherry's also welcomes visitors. This week was a quick visit, and once again, I had only my Android cell phone camera.
I know folks like to show off their engines, and it is cool to see them, but IMHO, the open hood ruins the look of the car. You don't get to see the awesome lines of some of these gorgeous cars in their full glory. Just a personal peeve of mine.
First image is of a cool Cutlass that I have seen there once before this year. It's a 69, and it's in great shape. Had to show two of this one... :-)
Next up an old Chevvy Suburban, 1965(?):
Soon, I'll have some better photos from a July show- pics using my Nikon DSLR. Also, some pics from an awesome museum I visited earlier in the year in Fort Myers, Florida. And of course, some more pics from the next Kanata Cruise Night!
I know folks like to show off their engines, and it is cool to see them, but IMHO, the open hood ruins the look of the car. You don't get to see the awesome lines of some of these gorgeous cars in their full glory. Just a personal peeve of mine.
First image is of a cool Cutlass that I have seen there once before this year. It's a 69, and it's in great shape. Had to show two of this one... :-)
Next one is a bizarre Lotus thing- I'm not sure if this is real, or if it is a kit car. Likely a customized kit car. You decide:
And an early 60's Chevvy II (I think a '66):
And a 53 Buick Roadmaster V8:
And finally, another old Buick Roadmaster; a '38:
Monday, 5 September 2011
Another trip to the Kanata Car show...
Well, took another trip to the Kanata Car Show last Tuesday- and took some more photos of the cars. Last week saw an big presence of British cars, but not the one that I wanted. Some great cars there, and I took a few pics before the rain started all the engines up....
Here was a pretty nifty 1982 Cutlass:
Here's a way cool Chevelle; looks like a '68 I think:
Here was a pretty nifty 1982 Cutlass:
And a big bad Olds Delta 88, an '83 I think:
And a real old British Morris Oxford, I think:
And a pretty awesome looking Jaguar, maybe an early 60's E-type? Whatever it is, it sure is sharp!!
Here's a jag more to my way of thinking though: a big blown American V-8!!
(The suspension would be useful for pulling an RV trailer!!)
An early 60's Pontiac Parisienne :
And a 68 Ford Galaxie 500:
And finally a Mercury Cougar from 1969:
As always, a fun evening at the Kanata Cruise Night!!!
Hopefully, I'll be at a few more this year.
Monday, 29 August 2011
Remembering a friend
As we get older, an unfortunate truth is that people around us start dying; like it or not, death is a fact of life. For myself, at 51 (currently), the passing of people that I know has accelerated.
Peter Borodchuk was a friend of mine in high school in the 1970's. We had some things in common, primarily being shy and quiet; we had another friend, Steve, who was the same. We spent many lunch hours playing a "thumbs hockey game" using a coin and a table-top, similar to table-top football- Steve's specialty was the fleshy part of the finger; Peter used his finger nails (always a bit too long). He was a very warm and friendly person, but being quiet and reserved, didn't make friends easily. I don't really recall any friends other than Steve and myself, nor do I believe that he went to the grade 13 graduation dance.
Peter and I ended up at the same college in 1980, me in an engineering tech programme, and he in a bio-chem programme. We went drinking on several occasions with another friend of mine from college, Bob; Peter couldn't hold the booze as well as some, but we certainly had some fun times. One day when we were shooting the breeze, he told me that he'd like to live in a cabin in the woods; I suggested that that might be a pretty boring existence. He then said to me something that I found odd, but really defined him-- he said that he didn't mind being bored, in fact he kind of liked it.
At some point after the first year of college, we decided that at some point that we would find and share a place together close to the college-- he was living at his parent's home, and I at mine. For me, it was a definite plan, for him, it was more pie-in-the-sky. I came over to his place and told him that I had a place ready to go, at which point he became very nervous. I told him that if he wasn't ready, it was no big deal; I'd be able to find someone else. I think that we was nervous about bringing the subject up to his parents, and at the same time he may have thought that he was letting me down, and that I might be pissed at him. I wasn't.
I think that may have been the last time I talked to him at any length, as we slowly drifted apart in succeeding years at college. About 15 years later, I did a search for him on Google, and didn't find anything. Six months later, I was at a restaurant waiting for my take-out order, flipping through the paper, and see a headline "Local man missing, presumed drowned" (http://bit.ly/mXCZWq), and there's his name. I just stared at it for a while, with my hand over my mouth.
Turns out he had jumped into the spring flows in the Ottawa River to save his dog, which had fallen in. He got washed away in the current, with his poor wife watching helplessly. I went to the service, where there was a large photo of him from his wedding day. He looked happier in that photo than I had ever seen him. Funerals had been a problem for me since my father died, so I had to leave after 30 minutes or so. Anyway, it seems like he ended up with a very happy life. It also seems so unfair that something like that had to happen to such a nice person.
Not forgotten, Peter...
Peter Borodchuk was a friend of mine in high school in the 1970's. We had some things in common, primarily being shy and quiet; we had another friend, Steve, who was the same. We spent many lunch hours playing a "thumbs hockey game" using a coin and a table-top, similar to table-top football- Steve's specialty was the fleshy part of the finger; Peter used his finger nails (always a bit too long). He was a very warm and friendly person, but being quiet and reserved, didn't make friends easily. I don't really recall any friends other than Steve and myself, nor do I believe that he went to the grade 13 graduation dance.
Peter and I ended up at the same college in 1980, me in an engineering tech programme, and he in a bio-chem programme. We went drinking on several occasions with another friend of mine from college, Bob; Peter couldn't hold the booze as well as some, but we certainly had some fun times. One day when we were shooting the breeze, he told me that he'd like to live in a cabin in the woods; I suggested that that might be a pretty boring existence. He then said to me something that I found odd, but really defined him-- he said that he didn't mind being bored, in fact he kind of liked it.
At some point after the first year of college, we decided that at some point that we would find and share a place together close to the college-- he was living at his parent's home, and I at mine. For me, it was a definite plan, for him, it was more pie-in-the-sky. I came over to his place and told him that I had a place ready to go, at which point he became very nervous. I told him that if he wasn't ready, it was no big deal; I'd be able to find someone else. I think that we was nervous about bringing the subject up to his parents, and at the same time he may have thought that he was letting me down, and that I might be pissed at him. I wasn't.
I think that may have been the last time I talked to him at any length, as we slowly drifted apart in succeeding years at college. About 15 years later, I did a search for him on Google, and didn't find anything. Six months later, I was at a restaurant waiting for my take-out order, flipping through the paper, and see a headline "Local man missing, presumed drowned" (http://bit.ly/mXCZWq), and there's his name. I just stared at it for a while, with my hand over my mouth.
Turns out he had jumped into the spring flows in the Ottawa River to save his dog, which had fallen in. He got washed away in the current, with his poor wife watching helplessly. I went to the service, where there was a large photo of him from his wedding day. He looked happier in that photo than I had ever seen him. Funerals had been a problem for me since my father died, so I had to leave after 30 minutes or so. Anyway, it seems like he ended up with a very happy life. It also seems so unfair that something like that had to happen to such a nice person.
Not forgotten, Peter...
Sunday, 28 August 2011
Spitzer get sued
Sad state of affairs. If someone poops in the bathtub, and you say that they pooped in the bathtub (http://www.slate.com/id/2264632/). Then they just might sue you (http://www.advancedtrading.com/regulations/231500451?cid=nl_at_daily), even if it’s very clear that you in fact did poop in the bathtub...
Few will deny that Spitzer has done some great work over many years in shedding the lights on impropriety in US high finance. Pretty depressing to see some uber-rich clown take exception to it, and seek suit against him for doing it. The guy gets off on a technicality, and goes right for the jugular. (Why didn’t OJ go after those libelous bastards at the Los Angeles County prosecutor's office?)
I guess we should just jolly well let privileged people take advantage of their positions. If we have something to say, we should just shut up about it. Or else.
Few will deny that Spitzer has done some great work over many years in shedding the lights on impropriety in US high finance. Pretty depressing to see some uber-rich clown take exception to it, and seek suit against him for doing it. The guy gets off on a technicality, and goes right for the jugular. (Why didn’t OJ go after those libelous bastards at the Los Angeles County prosecutor's office?)
I guess we should just jolly well let privileged people take advantage of their positions. If we have something to say, we should just shut up about it. Or else.
Friday, 19 August 2011
Some cool cars
Earlier this month I was at the weekly Kanata Cruise Night car show at the Hazeldean mall lot just outside Don Cherry's. Took my car there as well. So here's a few photos that I took using my Google Samsung Nexus S phone camera (sorry for the quality).
First, an awesome GTO:
Here is something that looks like a Lotus 7- style kit car (Bill O. suggested that; he was right) owned by a guy in Ottawa, built by a guy on the Quebec side:
Always a fun day at the Kanata Cruise Night. Photos don't really do justice to some of these cars; these people put a lot of time and money into these cars, and it shows. And most of them are just beautiful- even the Chryslers! (Just kidding Mopar guys.)
More photos soon!
Kman
First, an awesome GTO:
Here is something that looks like a Lotus 7- style kit car (Bill O. suggested that; he was right) owned by a guy in Ottawa, built by a guy on the Quebec side:
A fabulous 69 Buick Riviera (I think):
I'm not really a Ford guy, but how about this T-Bird!
What a sexy car:
A cool 72 Challenger:
A 71 Challenger:
And an old Chevvy:
More photos soon!
Kman
Tuesday, 9 August 2011
First blog entry
This is my first entry of my personal blog. I have at least one more (will have)- that is my professional blog. I think it will be called ka3.ca.blog. Not sure yet, though. In this blog (The Keith Zone), I'll be blogging about my personal life: my family, my friends and topics that interest me, including sport, astronomy, technology, literature, religion, history and politics. I have a lot to say about these things, I and I feel very strongly about some of them, but I promise not to be insulting to the views of others. I'll be getting started soon!
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