Good morning readers. Thanks for coming by for a read this morning.
I assume all of you are responding to the Universe in whatever ways suit you best this morning, and I wish that on you with profound enthusiasm and cheer.
For those of you who haven’t noticed, things have changed a lot here on earth since last Christmas. For instance, the barycenters of earth and moon:
Earth
Barycentric Equatorial Positions
Mean Equator and Equinox of J2000.0
Date Time X Y Z
(UT1)
h m s AU AU AU
2012 Dec 25 00:00:00.0 – 0.059985055 + 0.898520188 + 0.389478777
Earth
Barycentric Equatorial Positions
Mean Equator and Equinox of J2000.0
Date Time X Y Z
(UT1)
h m s AU AU AU
2011 Dec 25 00:00:00.0 – 0.048871098 + 0.900279920 + 0.390286717
Moon
Barycentric Equatorial Positions
Mean Equator and Equinox of J2000.0
Date Time X Y Z
(UT1)
h m s AU AU AU
2012 Dec 25 00:00:00.0 – 0.058478965 + 0.900591248 + 0.390372982
Moon
Barycentric Equatorial Positions
Mean Equator and Equinox of J2000.0
Date Time X Y Z
(UT1)
h m s AU AU AU
2011 Dec 25 00:00:00.0 – 0.048617062 + 0.897988672 + 0.389385589
Nothing to be alarmed about, at least not yet, but still something to keep in mind. I’m a lot more concerned about Old Sol and that Frosty The Snowman carrot he’s got for a nose at the moment. That can’t bode well for any of us.
However, on a more cheerful note. Or less ominous, anyway.
I just got around to opening my latest Hawaii KONATE bulletin from December 19, expecting to find out what time it was somewhere sometime. Instead, I got this:
I’m not certain what to make of it. The time might be ten minutes until twelve somewhere, or what? Ten pm?
Then there’s this thing declaring time is valuable and what I ought to do with mine. What the hell do these people know about time? If it’s so valuable, what the hell are they doing lying around pretending to be a clock?
Here I was wanting to know what time it was in Hamburg sometime last week and might be in Peking day-after-tomorrow. Last thing I wanted Christmas morning was a lot of cryptic meaning telling me what to do with my time and people lying around somewhere sometime on an upside-down clock.
But I hope you’ll all respond to it in whatever barycentric way you choose.
The New Old Jules and the Enlightened Cats


