Wednesday, February 27, 2013

OXFORD, Mississippi — NASA’s second SpaceX mission to the International Space Station will carry an experiment developed by a University of Mississippi biologist.

The launch is scheduled for Friday from Space Launch Complex 40 at Cape Canaveral in Florida. The mission is the second of 12 SpaceX flights contracted by NASA to resupply the space station.

The experiment, by John Z. Kiss, dean of the Ole Miss Graduate School, involves seedling growth.

Kiss, who will be at the launch, says in a news release that the experiment will study light and gravity signaling in plants and their effects on cell growth and proliferation

http://www.therepublic.com/view/story/ea677b911048437ea9e51e46dec15403/MS–NASA-UM-Seedlings

My first reaction was – out of this world. But on occasion I have a touch of mental  acuity and restrained my self to noting that the seed experiment MAY lead to improved crops here on earth.

I am, however, on board with the privatization of space.

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I re-read the post about the near neighbors friends cutting do=nuts in the grass. I sat reviewing that last night and a thought intruded.

All of the circles were to their left. Then, as I was watching TV, several announcers, while walking, appeared to “do better” turning to their left. There are the race tracks full of left turns.

So I started watching the people I interacted with today. all seemed to favor left turns about the vertical axis.

Even the public speakers using a podium on the tube seemed to step back and right half a pace ant then depart to the left rotation.

The next project, I suppose, will be to examine myself and attempt to figure out what I prefer, coming or going.

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Spent the majority of the day pushing snows about. Cranked up the tractor and did mine, the access road, part of the near neighbors, the drive and parking lot of the lady two doors over, and cleaned out the mess the village man made the night of the snows in the bar ditch out on the access road.

At least I didn’t have to get off the tractor. Just got dizzy doing the short runs and backing up; short run, backing up.

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Found out why the Post Mistress accepted the new position and left us. Our office is going part time and the routes now here will go to the office the old Post Mistress is now holding.

One of the other changes in the postal areas around here doesn’t make sense. It involves a rural route driver. They are having him drive a hundred miles a day just to pick-up his customers mails. One in the morning, then back to his route. Back to them in the forenoon and back to his route. Then back to them in the evening and back to his home.

The compensation schedule is a night mare for that dude. He doesn’t get paid  on the inbound trip in the morning or the out bound in the evening; and get paid differently on in bound and out bound trips in the noon times.

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From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey 

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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