Staaaars...
Apr. 17th, 2004 12:23 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
icepixieSo my big plans of doing all kinds of work tonight evaporated completely, but on the other hand, I realized that I only need to look through three more books for my research paper instead of six, so hey. (Plus, Maguire just said in class today that he hoped we were starting to pick out books from the interlibrary loan, so I guess if I'm half to two thirds of the way finished with my research, I'm ahead of the game. But still, I only have sixteen days left to do it, in addition to everything else I have to do... *whimpers* I did get significant amounts done this morning and afternoon, though, so the day wasn't a total loss.
But anyway--tonight! Watched DNA Mad Scientist and ate pizza (bacon pizza! So good! Yum!) with various peoples whom I know you can all figure out by now. Then we went down to the environmental center (aka big dark area) to stargaze with our guide, Professor Shutt, who pointed out planets, stars, and constellations, and told us the mythology behind them. Leda and her swan (Cygnus) made an appearance again. I repeat, I'll never get away from that damned swan theme. Thank you, Yeats. Which so explains why I'm currently listening to a song made out of one of his early poems... But anyway. It started at eight, when it wasn't exactly dark yet. The sun had barely started to set when we got there to see Shutt leaning against the old-looking three-rail fence, wearing his pork pie hat and a suit jacket, holding the pointer he'd fashioned out of one of the cattails surrounding the ponds. It was one of those images that you just want to photograph and slather over admissions materials.
At any rate, we got to hear all about Taurus, Gemini, Orion, etc. etc. to a background of bullfrog mating calls. We talked about Rygel for a bit; I couldn't help but snicker at the associations that star name has for me because of Farscape. We saw uberbright Venus, as well as Mars, Jupiter, and Saturn, but Mercury never showed. Afterwards, Schutt drove the four of us students who had showed up back to campus, thus sparing us that brutal uphill walk.
We ended up watching more Farscape; They've Got a Secret this time. Hee, first season. Along with accompanying summer '99 commercials, which unfortunately also means Sci-Fi Bitch. Ugh. She's so evil.
Anyway. Now I must do more work on my Civil War spy story, even though after the stargazing all I want to do is write something space opera ish...
But anyway--tonight! Watched DNA Mad Scientist and ate pizza (bacon pizza! So good! Yum!) with various peoples whom I know you can all figure out by now. Then we went down to the environmental center (aka big dark area) to stargaze with our guide, Professor Shutt, who pointed out planets, stars, and constellations, and told us the mythology behind them. Leda and her swan (Cygnus) made an appearance again. I repeat, I'll never get away from that damned swan theme. Thank you, Yeats. Which so explains why I'm currently listening to a song made out of one of his early poems... But anyway. It started at eight, when it wasn't exactly dark yet. The sun had barely started to set when we got there to see Shutt leaning against the old-looking three-rail fence, wearing his pork pie hat and a suit jacket, holding the pointer he'd fashioned out of one of the cattails surrounding the ponds. It was one of those images that you just want to photograph and slather over admissions materials.
At any rate, we got to hear all about Taurus, Gemini, Orion, etc. etc. to a background of bullfrog mating calls. We talked about Rygel for a bit; I couldn't help but snicker at the associations that star name has for me because of Farscape. We saw uberbright Venus, as well as Mars, Jupiter, and Saturn, but Mercury never showed. Afterwards, Schutt drove the four of us students who had showed up back to campus, thus sparing us that brutal uphill walk.
We ended up watching more Farscape; They've Got a Secret this time. Hee, first season. Along with accompanying summer '99 commercials, which unfortunately also means Sci-Fi Bitch. Ugh. She's so evil.
Anyway. Now I must do more work on my Civil War spy story, even though after the stargazing all I want to do is write something space opera ish...
