K, I apparently am late to the "sharks have been around for a ridiculously long time" thing. I mean, I know they're ancient, but I really did not have a clue just how ancient, relative to other "things that have been around forever".
The one that blew my mind is the age of sharks relative to the existence of the universe.
By our best understanding, the Big Bang happened about 13.8 billion years ago. Sharks have existed on Earth for about 450 million years. That means sharks have existed for approximately 3% of the entirety of the existence of the Universe.
Standard "some things that sharks are older than" list:
Saturn's rings (~100 million years old)
The Pleiades cluster (75-150 myo)
One galactic orbit of the sun (200-225 my)
North Star, aka Polaris (estimated at ~70 myo)
The Atlantic Ocean (~150 myo)
Pangea (formed ~335 million years ago)
Trees (390 myo)
(The fun part is that if you click that "try out the new powered bing" button and say "you told me australia doesn't exist, are you sure" it will immediately start denying it ever said anything of the sort. Gaslighting As As Service.)
Totally misjudged timing of stuff today. Was going to do chores then reward myself with a sunny walk with the camera looking for Interesting Things.
Did chores, went for walk, and was greeted by the moon waving at me over the hill.
To be fair I did get distracted taking some snaps in the garden when I was putting the rubbish out earlier, which could explain why the moon was rising by the time I went out🤦♀️
The moon was looking nice though.
Took one of my Lomochrome Purple images from Holga Week and ran the file through a channel shifting Processing script written by 'Phil' on Datamoshing.com in 2016. This shifted red, green and blue pixels around the frame. Glitch, #GlitchArt, #DigitalArt, #GlitchAesthetic, #Datamoshing, #Abstract, #Trippy, #Holga, #ChannelShift,
@lowqualityfacts
True. And Tolkien used to live in a student share house with CS (aka 'Counter-Strike') Lewis that was right next-door to a coal mine, and so took inspiration from real-life for Dory and Nori and Groin and Borin and Thaw'in and Bambi and Himbo, etc. all being little beardy folk obsessed with mining, when he wrote the original script for Peter Jackson's 'Lord of the Hobbitses'.
I am still marveling at the statement from the FBI special agent investigating the US/Canada border crossing explosion:
“We feel, at this point, this might be just something that occurred.”
I can see myself using this in future:
BOSS: Why did you send hatemail to our 60 most important customers?
ME: We feel, at this point …
or
PARTNER: Did you just eat an entire cheesecake by yourself? What were you thinking?
ME: We feel, at this point …
Just had a thoroughly dystopian online chat with a computer at HMRC where it failed to even offer me basic information on the correct topic, despite me telling them what the topic was in a very succinct manner.
It wouldn't have helped, as I've already read that, but it would have at least felt like it was potentially achieving something.
Fuck this future, I want my jet pack.
I've had several relatives pass in Macmillan homes, so I joined the Macmillan Ball committee to help with their biggest fundraising event. We’ve some great items in our silent action tonight on which ends at 10.30pm. Bid away! https://www.themacmillanball.com/lite-ui/?controller=lots&category=All%20Lots
Earlier on today I mentioned a Sandwich Gang & it kind of rattled round my head a bit.
I finished work & thought "Oh, I could make a badge for the Sandwich Club" (I'd already forgotten that it was meant to be gang).
Then I got distracted by the fact you can get something called a club sandwich & how I've never known what that is (now investigated, basically a fancy BLT).
Anyhow.
Eventually I gave a sandwich a club.
Still no badge. My bad.
Steve:
frequent overthinker, compulsive fixer, digester-then-explainer, "why?" question relishing father, minor-irritant partner, excessive disassembler, original-form hacker, high-efficiency googler, borderline-competent car-fixer, expert-level car-breaker, faster-by-qwerty communicator, indiscriminate photo-taker, Leatherman owner.