A MIND FOREVER VOYAGING THROUGH STRANGE SEAS OF THOUGHT, ALONE


This is my second blog.

My first blog chronicled my experiences over three years caring for my dad as he lived through and finally died from Alzheimer's. That is the book that is for sale.

This second blog kind of chronicles of life, what it is like to start your life over in your late 50's. After caretaking, you are damaged, file bankruptcy, and the world doesn't care what you did. After 8 months of unemployment, you wake each day knowing the world doesn't want you. Finally you do find a job, 5 weeks before homelessness, but doing what you did 30 years ago and getting paid what you did 30 years ago. So this is starting over.



The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority, but to escape finding oneself in the ranks of the insane.

Thursday, January 9, 2014

YOURS TILL NIAGARA FALLS

Women have always confused the crap out of me.  I remember one year in HS, must have been one of the first two years because I didn't order yearbooks either of the last two years, but one year some girl wrote in my yearbook "yours till Niagara Falls" and I thought 'wow, she really likes me'.

Then I thought, well, or it could mean since the Falls are falling, then it could mean I have not shot at all.  So, using my logical mind, I solved that problem by never getting another yearbook.

But this blog is not about my lousy love life, no, it's about weather, freezing, and how different society has changed in 100 years.  Niagara Falls froze this past week, a stopping of time as the water falling froze in place, as well as the river above and below:




It is probably an impressive sight to behold, the water frozen in place.  And you can see above how people still visited the Falls, staying behind the barricades and fences for their protection and safety.

And I am sure, somewhere out there in talking heads land, someone is screaming about this being an abomination of nature or something, never happened before, HARRP or chemtrails causing this polar vortex that was so bad, it froze Niagara Falls!

Now, in previous weather blogs, I pointed out cycles.  So has Niagara Falls ever frozen up?  You bet!

Here are pictures from the 1920's, the late 1890s, and the yellow one is either from the late 1890s or the 1910 era:




Here is what else fascinates me.  All these people are out on the ice, walking on the river, both above and below the falls.  If you tried that this past week, you'd be thrown in jail.  And remember, all these people you see went through a winter cold as bad or worse than this past week, without central heating.  They used coal and wood furnaces with steam if they were lucky to have the steam pipes.  They put pans with hot coals under their beds to keep warm at night.  Probably right next to the piss pots.

Kind of makes you feel like a wuzzie, doesn't it.

Long time ago, I downloaded the data for US weather dating back into the 1800's and did some really cool data analysis in JMP.  Unfortunately, I don't have JMP anymore, but I still have the data and am in the process of putting together some pretty graphs on certain cities to show the average temps in January each decade, etc.  Will post it probably in the next week or so.


When you go up on the mountain top
And you look out across the sea
And you know there's another place perhaps
A young man can be
And you jump down to the rooftop
And you look out across the town
And you know there's a lot of strange things
Circulatin' round

But it ain't easy,
It ain't easy, it ain't easy
To go ahead when your going' down



Three Dog Night