70,000 Meteors an Hour: What I Learned Today – Wednesday, October 7

I took a little mini-vacation from the news yesterday.  I say “mini-vacation” because it was actually only 3 hours. But even the smallest of breaks these days feel like a week at a resort. Then I got a notification that Eddie Van Halen had died, and then Stephen Miller came down with coronavirus and I was back binge scrolling Twitter.

But I think it’s important to get offline when you get a chance. Trump has made this political climate into a burning toxic dump. He is the ultimate narcissist. He has been tweeting nonstop the last day and not one tweet about the 215,000 people who have died from the same disease that he is now infected with, as he walks around the White House, spreading it even more to the staff and Secret Service agents who protect him. So mini breaks are needed from this incessant chaos. And I don’t think there’s going to be much let up from the news anytime soon.

And of course, the Vice Presidential Debate will be on tonight.  Lifehacker has a list where you can watch it online. I won’t be blogging this one but I’ll most likely be chirping about it on Twitter so join me there if you are up for it.


RIP Eddie Van Halen. Everybody always talks about Eddie’s guitar playing, and rightfully so. But his song writing was probably even more spectacular. Their early catalog material was just fun. It’s difficult to listen to them without turning the volume up as high as your ears can take it.


The hell is wrong with Republicans. (I know, I keep asking this question but come on.) Brit Hume is saying that Trump should debate Biden even if Trump is still testing positive with coronavirus by the time of the debate.


First of all, we know that Trump didn’t abide by the rules last debate and was not tested before the debate and more than likely was on stage with Biden while infected. Trump’s word is garbage about sticking to any rules. The only way I would go along with this was if Trump was in a different building altogether.


Chris Christie is still in the hospital and his condition is unknown.


Mandy Patinkin made a campaign video and it’s really something to behold:


The Great Meteor Shower of 1833:

The astronomer, Denison Olmsted, was awakened by neighbors on November 13, 1833, and walked into the cold November night to see a sky filled with shooting stars, 72,000 or more per hour. It was the November meteor shower we now call the Leonids, but at the time, no one knew what caused the display or where meteors came from. But because of the number of shooting stars filling the heavens—20 a second—Olmsted saw clearly a pattern that had escaped other astronomers.

“Olmsted realized for the first time that they came from one point, one he first called the radiant,” Littmann says. Astronomers today still use the radiant to name meteor showers: The Leonids take their name from their seeming origin in the constellation Leo, the Lion. And the Perseids seen in early August every summer take their name from their origin in the constellation Perseus.