Mar 272009
 

I saw a story on CNN earlier today that really made me think. It talked about 90 years worth of hand-written notes that average people had taken while bird-watching.

Now, every year (sometimes more than once a year) I do a brief story on the annual Bird Count, in which people head out into the area around where they live and tally up the numbers and the species of birds that they see.

While I’m not nearly that interested in birds specifically to join them on that quest, I can definitely see the value in having that information recorded. We keep track of so many things — from the weather to the stock market to how many bushels of wheat we produce — it just seems like we should also be keeping track of how many birds are around.

But that’s nobody’s job, really. It’s not “economically significant” or something. So it falls to an ever-shifting cadre of dedicated volunteers. And, in the aggregate, they come up with some really great data.

CNN tells of a similar project, over a century or so, in which amateur ornithologists recorded their observations on note cards. Those note cards, though, have been in danger of getting tossed out ever since the program wound down — until now:

Now, for the first time ever, the paper files are being scanned, transcribed and converted into a digital database for online access.

“These cards, once transcribed, will provide over 90 years of data — an unprecedented amount of information describing bird distributions, migration time and migration pathways, and how they are changing,” Zelt said.

The collection contains data on about 900 bird species, some of which — the Guadalupe storm-petrel, Labrador duck, Guadalupe caracara, great auk, Carolina parakeet and passenger pigeon — have gone extinct.

Although the article focuses on how scientists will be able to mine the newly-digitized data for information on climate change, I can see hundreds of scientifically interesting uses.

It also reminded me of a similar story that I read a while back, about a family who kept records of a lake’s biodivirsity through several generations. It took me a while to track it down, but I found it in the New York Times:

Every week to 10 days, by boat in summer and over the ice in winter, he crossed the lake to a spot about a mile and a half from Bolshie Koty, a small village in the piney woods on [Lake] Baikal’s northwest shore. There, Dr. Kozhov, a professor at Irkutsk State University, would record water temperature and clarity and track the plant and animal plankton species as deep as 2,400 feet.

Soon his daughter Olga M. Kozhova began assisting him and, eventually her daughter, Lyubov Izmesteva, joined the project. They kept at it over the years, producing an extraordinary record of the lake and its health.

That kind of information — regular and precisely tabulated for decades on end — is absolutely irreplaceable. It’s the kind of data that scientists try to approximate when they drill ice cores.

Lake Baikal, by the way, turns out to be a really interesting lake to study — it’s got fantastic biodiversity, including a fish that disintegrates into oil when exposed to sunlight (sadly, not called a vampire fish) and freshwater seals. It’s also smaller than any of the North American “Great Lakes”, but because it’s so deep, it actually contains more water than all of them put together. In fact, it contains a full 20% of all the world’s freshwater.

What’s neat now is that these old scientific records, when finally entered into a computer, can be — for the first time — subjected to detailed statistical analysis. It’s really a gold mine for researchers, and I’m genuinely thankful to the people who are dedicated enough to do this.

Closer to where I live, by the way, there’s the Criddle/Vane homestead, which has long-term plant and entomological records from the Canadian Prairies.

Mar 262009
 

I love the ACLU because they seem to be the only organized group that stands against the worst excesses of the state. Go ahead and point out any wacky lawsuit that they’ve filed that you disagree with, and I’ll show you something of yours that they’re defending.

Now they’re defending child porn? Well, not really, of course. Wired’s Threat Level blog reports that the ACLU is ready to file suit against a prosecutor who was going to charge teenagers for having non-nude photos of themselves, simply because other students were trading them:

“Skumanick’s threatened prosecution chills Plaintiff’s First Amendment right of expression, causing them concern about whether they may photograph their daughters, or whether the girls may allow themselves to be photographed, wearing a two-piece bathing suit,” the ACLU wrote.

Walczak said that “sexting” is a problem that parents and educators need to address. But felony charges aren’t the answer.

“Teens are stupid and impulsive and clueless,” he said. “But that doesn’t make them criminals. Child porn charges that land you on an internet registry even if you’re a juvenile? That’s a heck of a way to teach a kid a lesson about not being careless.”

Mar 202009
 

Dividends from “The Surge” perhaps? The LA Times reports that the Ghazel pet market in Baghdad is back in business:

The pet industry was a sleepy trade in Saddam Hussein’s final years, hampered by international economic sanctions and an ever-shrinking middle class. The most exotic pets were generally bought by elite families, who could afford expensive animals, whether a monkey or a Siamese kitten. Then came the violence of the last few years: The Ghazel market, on a main boulevard in downtown Baghdad, has weathered two bombings since 2007.

But now, with bloodshed down and civil servants earning higher salaries, families are enjoying their spending power, the relative calm and the freedom to buy luxuries unavailable in sanctions-era Iraq.

Even dogs, traditionally considered unclean in Islam, have become popular.

But it appears to be peacocks and cats that are the most sought-after pets. A pair of peacocks will set you back $800, and cats (especially Siamese) can range from $100 to an eye-popping $1,600!! according to the story:

“People pay high prices to get pet cats because they like the nice things,” Mohammed says. “Their behavior is different than the street cats. They are cleaner. They don’t defecate inside the house.” Then he corrects himself: Only the trained cats know to go outside.

Build your own solar panel

 Posted by on 20 March 2009  Modern Life
Mar 202009
 

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This is way cool: a fellow in the Netherlands decided to buy individual solar cells on eBay and hack together his own solar panel. Basically, he was buying “factory seconds” or slightly damaged cells, but he still managed to buy bulk and to get a good deal.

He does run into some hardware problems, but he seems like a handy guy. And, frankly, I’m just damn impressed that we’re at the stage where people can do this.

(via Slashdot)

Mar 122009
 

This short film was done by a photographer, and it seems primarily directed at other photographers, but it’s really appropriate for anyone who makes their living creatively, or anyone who likes to dream of being an artist of some sort — particularly if you get depressed about it sometimes. And by artist, I mean anything from people who like to draw to people who blog. Anything that requires creative effort can be difficult to sustain.

Originally, it was a guest post on Photoshop blog scottkelby.com, but I saw it on this blog, where she accurately described it:

[It has] a humorous introduction but at about one minute 30 seconds the tone changes and the film gets serious. It’s about being an artist, life and priorities. It’s very moving and I love the haunting song …. I think intro is a little too long but otherwise it’s awesome and very inspiring.

Mar 122009
 

Nope, not another story about cops tracking down stupid criminals by finding dumb pictures on their MySpace accounts. Yawn, right?

From Slashdot:

A man on trial in New York for possession of a weapon has been acquitted after subpoenaing his arresting officer’s Facebook and MySpace accounts. His defense: Officer Vaughan Ettienne’s MySpace “mood” was set to “devious” on the day of the arrest, and one day a few weeks before the trial, his Facebook status read “Vaughan is watching ‘Training Day’ to brush up on proper police procedure. From the article,’You have your Internet persona, and you have what you actually do on the street,” Officer Ettienne said on Tuesday. “What you say on the Internet is all bravado talk, like what you say in a locker room.” Except that trash talk in locker rooms almost never winds up preserved on a digital server somewhere, available for subpoena.

Original article here. Worth reading for the officer’s views on when to hit a suspect (answer: before you handcuff him) and his take on a lesson learned (answer: he now “masks” his identity on the internet).

I say, what’s good for the goose is good for the gander. This is just like police who set up suveillance cameras everywhere, but then say it’s “intimidation” to record them.

Mar 062009
 

Eliot Spitzer — yes, that Eliot Spitzer — now has a rehabilitate-my-reputation gig with online magazine Slate, and he’s using the soapbox to put forth interesting ideas on things like CEO pay and “creative destruction.”

His latest column tackles the thorny question of how much students pay to get their post-secondary education. The answer: a lot. Even in Manitoba, where tuition fees were frozen for almost a decade, it’s hardly affordable to go to school. It’s even worse if you want a master’s or other post-graduate degree.

For years, it was hard to get people to listen to this problem, since so many of the baby boomers attended college when you could pay for the whole year’s worth with a good summer job. They just didn’t grasp how unaffordable it had become.

Now, though, as Gen Xers start to take over society’s discourse, there’s much more awareness of the huge burden that student loans can represent. Spitzer thinks he has a solution:

Instead of paying upfront or taking loans with repayment schedules unrelated to income, students would accept an obligation to pay a fixed percentage of their income for a specified period of time, regardless of the income level achieved. Suppose a university charged $40,000 a year in annual tuition. A standard 20-year loan in the amount of $160,000 (40,000 times four) would produce an immediate postgraduate debt obligation of $1,228.50 per month, or $14,742 per year, not sustainable at a salary of $25,000 or anything close to it. Under a smart loan program, the student could pay about 11 percent of his income, with an initial payback of $243 per month, or $2,916 per year, which is feasible at a job paying $25,000. If, after five years, the student’s salary jumped to $100,000, payments would jump accordingly and move up over time as income increases. After 20 years, assuming ordinary income increase, the loan would be paid off.

Even if your eyes glaze over at the numbers, the idea is simplicity itself: let’s not penalize students with sky-high loan payments as soon as they enter the workforce. Instead, let’s tailor the repayment to the student’s actual income.

The JFK of fortune cookies

 Posted by on 5 March 2009  Modern Life
Mar 052009
 

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My friend Colin got this with his lunch today. It’s a definite koan. For the record, the back of it was in French, so he doesn’t even have lucky numbers to play in this week’s lottery.

What really intrigues me is how much this speaks to the Americanization of so-called “Chinese food.” Even the fortunes are tinged with classic Americana!

In 50 or so years, will some child or grandchild of mine crack open a fortune cookie to read about “the audacity of fortunes”? We can only hope.

Mar 052009
 

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This makes my day: a guy in Britain has been fitted with a bionic eye.

Now, he can’t exactly switch to X-rays and see through clothes, or zoom in or anything. In fact, he’s kind of limited in what he can see — flashes of light, etc.

But it’s good enough that he says he can sort socks, and follow white lines on a road (though he shouldn’t be driving).

Before I die, I fully expect that everyone will have a camera archiving their every movement, like a dashboard video camera stuck to their temple. It’ll be a real boon for journalists (see: Transmetropolitan) but it’ll be a gigantic memory aid, too.

Bionic eyes! How can you not be excited by this!!

Mar 012009
 

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I’ve been following this story with a mixture of interest and anti-capitalist glee for a while, and this take in the New York Times is a pretty fair assessment of the size of the issue.

To re-cap the subprime mortgage scandal, banks would give loans they knew might go bad. To reduce the risk, they would bundle those mortgages into pools, which they would then sell to investors. In some cases, those pools would be pooled together, re-sliced up into secondary or tertiary bonds, and then re-sold again and again.

Now, some of those homeowners can’t pay their mortgages, and they’re being foreclosed on.

One teeny, tiny little problem: no one seems able to find out who actually owns the mortgage note, anymore:

Bankruptcy judges are finding that institutions claiming to hold the notes that back specific mortgages often cannot prove it.

On Feb. 11, a circuit court judge in Miami-Dade County in Florida set aside a judgment against Ana L. Fernandez, a borrower whose home had been foreclosed and repurchased on Jan. 21 by Chevy Chase Bank, the institution claiming to hold the note. But the bank had been unable to produce evidence that the original lender had assigned the note, which was in the amount of $225,000, to Chevy Chase.

With the sale set aside, Ms. Fernandez remains in the home. “We believe this loan was never assigned,” said Ray Garcia, the lawyer in Miami who represented the borrower. Now, he said, it is up to whoever can produce the underlying note to litigate the case. The statute of limitations on such a matter runs for five years, he said.

Mr. Garcia has another case in which a borrower tried to sell his home but could not because the note underlying a $60,000 second mortgage cannot be found. The statute of limitations on the matter will expire in October, he said, and if the note holder has not come forward by then, the borrower will be free of his obligation on the second mortgage.

Paperwork? Schmaperwork!

Feb 272009
 

Shamelessly pinched from my friend Ben, whose daily cartoon I direct you to.

Now, the comedian on Conan’s show, a gent by the name of Louis CK, does seem to have a point: despite the economic downturn, we really are surrounded by a pretty amazing life. We live in a pretty good time. And even if you lose your job, and house, and things look dire, it’s not like medieval Europe, when your life as a serf meant unending toil until the Black Death took ya.

So, are we all just spoiled brats? Or what?

Feb 262009
 
Photo by Glenn Asakawa, University of Colorado

Photo by Glenn Asakawa, University of Colorado

Here’s a cool story: Guy digging around in his backyard makes a random discovery that could turn out to be substantially important:

Patrick Mahaffy was just getting a little routine landscaping done outside his Boulder home — the work crew was shaping a small drainage ditch — when a shovel hit stone.

The “chink” of the impact sounded odd, so the crew poked around, and just 18 inches beneath the soil surface they made an extraordinary find: 83 stone tools left in a cache 13,000 years ago by people who used the sharpened rocks to butcher ice-age camels and horses.

It sure made University of Colorado anthropology professor Douglas Bamforth pretty excited: “This is the only time in my career that this is ever going to happen to me,” he said. “To have something like this appear — to have it be what it turns out to be — it’s quite spectacular.”

There’s more info in this story:

The artifacts were buried in a coarse, sandy sediment overlain by dark, clay-like soil and appear to have been cached on the edge of an ancient stream.

“It looks like someone gathered together some of their most spectacular tools and other ordinary scraps of potentially useful material and stuck them all into a small hole in the ground, fully expecting to come back at a later date and retrieve them,” Bamforth said.

One of the tools, a stunning, oval-shaped bifacial knife that had been sharpened all the way around, is almost exactly the same shape, size and width of an obsidian knife found in a Clovis cache known as the Fenn Cache from south of Yellowstone National Park, said Bamforth. “Except for the raw material, they are almost identical,” he said. “I wouldn’t stake my reputation on it, but I could almost imagine the same person making both tools.”

“There is a magic to these artifacts,” said Mahaffy, the landowner. “One of the things you don’t get from just looking at them is how incredible they feel in your hand –they are almost ergonomically perfect and you can feel how they were used. It is a wonderful connection to the people who shared this same land a long, long time ago.”

The Clovis-era people, to put the age of this in perspective, would have hunted things like mammoths, as well as camels — when camels lived in North America. For the Manitobans in the mix: the Clovis era ended when Lake Agassiz broke through its shoreline and suddenly drained a bunch of freshwater into the Atlantic, cooling the climate dramatically (like 15 degrees C average).

Amazing to think that evidence of this was just buried in a guy’s back yard. I’m going digging this spring!

Feb 232009
 

This sounds like a movie. It’s unbelievable, but true:

Two convicted robbers escaped from a high-security Greek prison by scaling a rope ladder to a hovering helicopter, authorities said Sunday.

Vassilis Paleokostas, 42, and Alket Rizaj, 34, were picked up by a helicopter that flew over the courtyard of Korydallos prison in Athens on Sunday afternoon. The inmates climbed a ladder thrown to them by a woman passenger, the Ministry of Justice said.

Guards opened fire and the woman returned fire with an automatic rifle. No injuries were reported.

Paleokostas and Rizaj escaped from the same prison in the same manner three years ago.

(emphasis added)

Really getting away from it all

 Posted by on 23 February 2009  Modern Life
Feb 232009
 

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It’s difficult to one-up the original Wired magazine headline, which plays on “Skywalker.” And if you eliminate Luke, then the best skywalkers really are the astronauts (and cosmonauts — and taikonauts, etc) who get to float outside their spaceships. Especially if they get to do it untethered, like Bruce McCandless, above.

Another wild tale is Story Musgrave, who completed a number of spacewalks during his 30-year career with NASA, culminating with what must have been the ride of a lifetime:

On his final flight, Story opted to stay up on the flight deck and ride out the landing standing up looking out the forward windows rather than strapping in downstairs. At 61 years old, standing in 1.7 Gs after 18 days in space, without your cooling suit plugged in, for five to 10 minutes straight is pretty wild.

Sometimes I get so frustrated that space exploration is not matching up with my sky-high youthful expectations. Perhaps I was fed a bit too much sci-fi as a kid, but when you stop and think that 40 years ago, America won the race to the moon, and nobody’s really bothered about it since, you have to get kind of depressed.

Last month’s Esquire had a moving essay about watching a space shuttle launch:

The shuttle’s last flight is scheduled for 2010. (This flight could be the last night launch in the program’s history.) Two new rockets, the Ares I and the Ares V, are in development, set to fly to the station in 2015, and later to the moon, and finally to Mars. But those plans were made by a different administration in a different time. Now the scope and scale of life felt more limited. Back on the bus, there were fears expressed that Americans risked becoming strangers to weightlessness — that for the first time in our nation’s history, we might be so overwhelmed by our earthbound concerns that we’d forget to fight gravity. Space demands sack. In a country that couldn’t figure out how to mortgage a suburban family home, Mars suddenly seemed a long way off.

Luckily, it ends on a more optimistic note.