15 May 2012

The world's oldest running automobile


Recently sold at auction for $4.6 million, this is an 1884 De Dion Bouton Et Trapardoux Dos-A-Dos Steam Runabout.

It is steam-powered, achieved speeds of 38 mph, was a veteran of four London-to-Brighton runs, and participated in the world's first auto race in 1887. 

It got 20 miles on a tank of water.

Via Jalopnik, Autoblog, and First Time User.

Cultivated pearls - by the handful

A worker sorts artificially cultivated freshwater pearls at a pearl production factory in Zhuji, Zhejiang province, Sept. 6, 2011. Zhuji aims to become an international production and distribution hub for artificially cultivated freshwater pearls. The city... now supplies... 30 percent of the global market with pearl products. (Lang Lang/Reuters).
From a photoessay about daily life in China at The Big Picture.

14 May 2012

Morpho butterflies have ears on their wings

Scientists thought butterflies were deaf until 1912 when the first butterfly ears were identified. Only in the past decade or so have researchers examined the anatomy and physiology of butterfly ears, which they are finding to be quite diverse and present in several butterfly species.

The latest discovery was made with the blue morpho butterfly (Morpho peleides), which dazzles with its bright-blue wing coloration when it flits about in its native Central and South America... In the new study, Kathleen Lucas of the University of Bristol in England and her colleagues were interested in the odd-looking hearing membrane that sits at the base of the blue morpho's wing. The tympanal membrane, as it is called, is oval-shaped with a dome at its center that kind of resembles the yolk at the center of a fried egg, Lucas said...

Taken together, the vibrational and nerve recordings suggest this butterfly can distinguish between different pitches, though further research is needed to confirm this ability.  
Text from Live Science (more info there and at the J. Exp. Biol. publication).  Photo via animals, animals, animals (original source uncredited).  A macro view of the ear structure is posted at MSNBC.

Henry VIII's astronomical clock at Hampton Palace


The clock shows not only the time and date, but also information re tides and horoscopes.  Note that it also depicts the sun revolving around the earth.  The filming of the video is a little annoying (tilted Hampton Court, unnecessary zooming), but the pre-Copernican part was something I hadn't thought of before.

Ever wondered what's inside cargo containers?

You may or may not want to read the article at Wired which starts out like this...
In Italy, all cargo containers carrying scrap metal get checked for radiation, by hand, before they’re allowed off the docks. At Voltri, this job falls to Montagna, a 49-year-old independent consultant certified as an expert in radiation detection by the Italian government. By the time he arrived that morning, longshoremen had gathered eleven 20-foot-long, 8-foot-wide containers from across the terminal, relying on manifests to determine which ones needed to be scanned. The boxes were lined up in two neat rows near the terminal’s entrance...

Montagna, dressed in a polo shirt, jeans, and an orange safety vest, grabbed his radiation monitor — a tan Ludlum Model 3 about the size of a toaster. He plugged in a heavy sensor wand and set the device on the ground 20 yards away from the containers. The Model 3 emits a high-pitched beep every time it detects a radioactive particle; Montagna turned it on, and the meter’s needle swung hard to the right, burying itself past the maximum reading of 500,000 counts per minute. Instead of its usual staccato chirps, the machine was whining continuously and frantically...

As he stood in the morning sun listening to that sound, Montagna realized that one of the containers in front of him held a lethal secret. But was that secret merely a slow-motion radioactive industrial accident — or a bomb, one that could decimate the Italian city’s entire 15-mile waterfront? Montagna ran back to his car to get a less sensitive detector. He didn’t give much thought to protection; at those radiation levels, he would have needed lead armor 5 inches thick to stand within a couple of feet of the source for very long. Montagna took the new meter and walked up to the sealed boxes, circling each one in turn. Halfway down the second row, a crimson 20-footer with “TGHU 307703 0 22G1" emblazoned in white on its side jerked the dials. As he passed a few feet from the box’s left side, Montagna was absorbing radiation equivalent to six chest x-rays per minute...
Note that they only check the containers whose manifests mention scrap metal.  If you finish reading the story at Wired, you may be interested in relevant prior posts here, here, and here.

13 May 2012

Calico lobster

"This photo provided by the New England Aquarium in Boston shows a rare calico lobster that could be a 1-in-30 million, according to experts. It was caught off Winterport, Maine, and was discovered by Jasper White’s Summer Shack and is being held at the New England Aquarium for the Biomes Marine Biology Center, a science center in Rhode Island."
From MSNBC's PhotoBlog, via The Soul is Bone.  Photo credit: Tony Lacasse / New England Aquarium via AP.

Camel haircut

"A camel covered with elaborate patterns waited to be judged in a camel haircut competition at an annual festival in Bikaner, Sunday."
Photo credit: Dinesh Gupta/Associated Pres, via Arbroath.

French bulldogs "Do The Twist"


Via Neatorama.

For the golfers


This is the (in)famous "island green" at the 17th hole at TPC Sawgrass (Florida).  A Wall Street Journal article discusses whether this is too "gimmicky" or unfair:
Amateurs pump 120,000 balls a year into a watery grave. Pros competing at the Players Championship have dumped nearly 500 balls into the drink since 2003 alone....

For a hole and a tournament that purports to be serious, you wouldn't think such additional gimmickry would be necessary. Tiger Woods, for one, thinks the 17th hole is already a bit much, at least positioned where it is, as the next-to-last hole of each round. "I think it's a perfect eighth hole or something like that," he said this week. But not great as part of the finishing run, where a single unpredictable gust of wind or surge of adrenaline can cost a player two strokes minimum.

He has a point. It's hard to imagine the U.S. Golf Association allowing the 17th to stand as the penultimate hole at a U.S. Open. It can seem like a made-for-television hole, a novelty act for fans.

When you examine the 17th more closely, however, it's not nearly the carnival act its popularity suggests. None of the three elements that make it so fearsome—the wind, when it blows, the water in your face and the pressure of competition—are what you'd call gimmicks. All are elemental components of the game. The difference is their unique combination, all coming to bear on a single shot. But the hole's length, officially 137 yards but often shorter, keeps the risk-reward ratio in balance...
The approach, btw, is not from the side with the causeway, but from the upper left side of the photo.  More at the link.

p.s. - where's the "drop area?"

Photo via From the Bunker.

This is a Golden Eagle wielding a knife



You can find out how he got it (and what he did with it) at the Daily Mail, or at Archie McPhee's Endless Geyser of Awesome.

Photo credit wildlife photographer Han Bouwmeester.

"Stars must die so that I can live"

 
A video for those who like to try to ponder the imponderables of the universe.

Created and narrated by philhellenes.  Music from John Murphy's The Surface of the Sun (see also my post on the movie "Sunshine.")

Via Zepfanman, where there is a longer version of the video, and a transcription of the text.

Reposted from 2010 to add credits.  And reposted again in 2016 because deep space is still awe-inspiring.

12 May 2012

LOVE that banana


I've mentioned in passing earlier this spring how an over-ripe (black) banana can be used to attract butterflies, who will feed on the sugar.  Pictured above is a Mourning Cloak (earlier photos here) who was so entranced by the feast that I was able to place my camera lens about an inch away without frightening him/her. 

We've been leaving over-ripe bananas in the birdbath for several days now, and the process reached its zenith yesterday...


Fourteen butterflies on a banana at one time!!  They are hard to distinguish (they are camouflaged for a reason), but the assemblage is comprised of I think 9 Question Marks and 5 Red Admirals.  Every now and then a big Mourning Cloak would swoop down, and the Question Marks would chase him away, and then the Red Admirals would chase the Question Marks.  The spectacle was so interesting that my wife and I set up chairs on the deck and brought out books to read while watching the circus.  Sometimes the butterflies would land on my shoes or her book while taking a respite from their activities.

This strategem of using a banana for bait may or may not work for those of you in warmer climes where the butterflies have a lot of nectar-bearing flowers in bloom, but up north here (zone 5) it really does the trick.  If you have small children, I suggest giving it a try.

The power of religion


I'm going to juxtapose two quite different photographs.  At the top a photo by Menahem Kahana/AFP, with this caption:
Jerusalem, Israel: An Ultra-Orthodox Jew swings a chicken over his head during the Kaparot ceremony in the Mea Shearim neighbourhood.  The Jewish ritual is supposed to transfer the sins of the past year to the chicken, and is performed before the Day of Atonement, or Yom Kippur.
In this next photo, from Orange News, via Arbroath -


- a priest blesses manhole covers:
Town Hall officials have asked priests to bless all the manhole covers in their town to stop them being stolen by scrap metal thieves. Councillors in Lodz, Poland, replaced all 4,000 of the town's manhole covers after the new ones had been blessed at a church service to keep them safe.
I'm not going to offer commentary except to emphasize that I'm not mocking (and I'll delete disrespectful commentary).  Events like these, which elicit derision from nonbelievers, serve to demonstrate how powerful religion can be in the minds of those who are committed to their faith.

Postmortem photography


Two years ago I wrote several posts about the Victorian-era custom of photographing children shortly after their death (enter "postmortem" in the search box in the right sidebar).  This week Poemas del rio Wang has a marvelous assemblage of such photos, ranging from early daguerrotypes to the modern era.
The first known Spanish daguerrotype was taken on 18 november 1839, and this was also the first known photo of Madrid. However, the most common photographic genre from the beginning was the portrait, with a strongly Spanish peculiarity since the very first Spanish plates, which would continue with the glass negatives and photo prints as well: the photo portraits of dead children...

In Spain, the first professional daguerrotypists announced their services, such as Mattey did in the 3 April 1856 edition of Diario de Barcelona, offering to “go to the home of the deceased persons to take their photographic portraits, imbued with the expression of life and in the desired position”.

To the modern eye, these may seem morbid, but for many families this was the best way to preserve a memory of a beloved child.

The post at Poemas del rio Wang has additional examples, as well as forensic, artistic, and news photos of the dead.

Top photos: José Rodrigo and J. Suárez, ca. 1870. 
Bottom photo: Fernando Gordillo, Catafalque in Pedro Bernardo, 1969

Addendum:  There's another gallery of photos at AcidCow, via Whatever Was I Thinking?

First Monarch eggs of the year


I had finished running errands and was standing in the front yard when a Monarch arrived.  All butterfly events are occurring much earlier this year than ever before.  In 2008 I blogged the first Monarch egg on June 10.  In 2010 I wrote up the event on May 23.  This year it was May 7.  But the milkweeds had sprouted weeks earlier than ever before, so she was where she needed to be.

I watched as she oviposited on a rabbit-browsed milkweed leaf, then clipped off the leaf and took it into the house, announcing to my wife that I had a pleasant surprise for her.  She replied that she had a surprise for me - 15 more eggs that she had found scattered on various milkweeds in the yard and garden. 

During the next four days we harvested about 70 eggs, and we expect to see some first instars emerging in another day or two.
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