Celestron is a name I know and would trust. My dad had one of their telescopes and it was pretty nice. That was in the '80s though.
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If you can get to an area where it will be in totality, you can see it without eye protection during that brief 2-3 minute window. The danger to your eyes is when it's at anything less than full total eclipse.
Workaround: You can see the eclipse with a low tech solution of a pinhole camera. Google it for a better explanation, but
-poke a pin through a sheet of paper. -during the eclipse, just hold it over something like another sheet of paper and you can see an accurate projection of the sun as the eclipse progresses
It's actually pretty neat.
But if your weather is good, consider going to a place where the eclipse will be total. I'm in the path, but I'm seriously considering driving several hours to a place with a better weather forecast. I've seen good quality photo and video of total eclipses since I was a child. And the people who showed it to me (astronomy nerds from a club) told me "it's not the same."
Twenty years ago my grandmother was dying of old age. She didn't have any specific disease or diagnosis. She was just 92 and her body was shutting down. Whenever she was hospitalized for general organ failure they would give her a blood infusion and she would rebound.
Yes, everyone in the family made the same grim vampire jokes.
No one asked for her to receive this treatment, and she was definitely not well off financially. Her treatment was entirely driven by the medical staff. The only money being collected was through Medicare.
In retrospect, I'm more than half-way wondering if they were collecting data.
I wouldn't blame you. We live in the path, but early spring is a 50/50 chance for rain and clouds vs clear weather.
That's just it. No one is shocked because this is completely normal. We could argue whether parts of Idaho are worse than parts of Ohio - which you seem to confuse for some reason - but no one with a passing familiarity with either is going to be surprised to hear that this happened quite openly in Coeur D'Alene, Wapakoneta, Piketon....
It's not some secret.
It's bad, definitely. And it should be reported. But if we're being honest about our neighbors, no one can be surprised.
I think you're vastly underestimating the size of that boat.
Well that's just a solid banger. It's also a cover.
Yes. Absolutely yes.
First popular song? Probably Call Me, by blondie. It was played at every skate rink in 1982.
Before that, my memory doesn't hold. There was one about a castle and a stunt man who got burned in a three way script. And a ghost was there.
Yes. It's a moo point. It's moo.
7:07am. Milan.
I'm woken by two texts from my coworker. "Thought we were meeting in the lobby at 7:00. Heading to the train station."
The train leaves at 7:20. "Well I can't...." or can I?
Clothes on. Glasses on. All toiletries swept into purse. I run like hell.
There's a pedestrian underpass, but I Frogger across the road and through the square. I'm in the station with a minute to spare and I'm still somehow running. My shoes are shabby Converse and the floor is polished marble. And I'm 45.
Things are going as ok as any of that can be until I have that out of body moment when I know my foot to forward motion ratio is incompatible with staying upright.
I lunged into the fall, made an extremely satisfying "splat" sound, and skidded several horizontal meters on the marble floor. Two or more nicely dressed Italians look at me in horror, but I'm not physically hurt. Big smile. I thought about Mary Catherine Gallagher-ing it with a victory pose, but just got up and kept running.
Made the train as it was pulling out, brushed hair/teeth once i caught my breath. Moved to the correct train car at the next stop, and met up with my colleague.
We had a nice day trip and the waiter was horrified at how much wine we drank at lunch.
Yeah, sardines were one of those foods that were both "too expensive" at my house and "poor people food" at my friends'. Whether someone thinks they're revolting or delicious may hinge on that.
Also - One of my nicest lunches ever was sardines with bread and butter at trail head in Italy.
I don't eat filters though. It's a texture thing.