From: sean_q on
It was around 4 am and I couldn't sleep so I went outside
to watch for shooting stars. Apparently we're passing through
the Perseids meteor shower at the moment.

http://stardate.org/nightsky/meteors/

I took a blanket and pillow, lay down on the hood of the car
and watched the sky for an hour... and saw a total of 2 meteors.
Their motion was approximately south-southwest.

Now hopefully I can get some sleep.

SQ
From: Doug Payne on
On 13/08/2010 8:12 AM, sean_q wrote:

> It was around 4 am and I couldn't sleep so I went outside
> to watch for shooting stars. Apparently we're passing through
> the Perseids meteor shower at the moment.
>
> http://stardate.org/nightsky/meteors/
>
> I took a blanket and pillow, lay down on the hood of the car
> and watched the sky for an hour... and saw a total of 2 meteors.
> Their motion was approximately south-southwest.

I probably saw a couple of dozen, until I fell asleep on the deck. The
raccoons woke me up a couple of hours later, the little bastids. Then
the bluejays and crows started in, never did see what they were after,
but probably a hawk or owl. So I got out a bike and headed for the
all-night diner for a coffee with the night crowd (mostly leos and lawyers).
From: sean_q on
Doug Payne wrote:

> So I got out a bike and headed for the
> all-night diner for a coffee with the night crowd (mostly leos and
> lawyers).

....as well as the folks who keep them in business...?... also taking
a break from their endeavors?

"When a felon's not engaged in his employment
Or maturing his felonious little plan
His capacity for innocent enjoyment
Is just as great as any honest man
Our feelings we with difficulty smother
When constabulary duties to be done
Taking one consideration with another
A policeman's lot is not a happy one
When the enterprising burglar's not a-burgling
When the cutthroat isn't occupied in crime
He loves to hear the little brook a-gurgling
And listen to the merry village chime
When the coster's finished jumping on his mother
He loves to lie a-basking in the sun
Taking one consideration with another
A policeman's lot is not a happy one
When the drunkard shows no sign of where the drink went
He nobly bids all alchohol farewell
When the juvenile delinquent to the clink went
He hung his mother's picture in his cell
When the cardshark's finished wiping out his brother
He buys a rattle for his little son
Taking one consideration with another
A policeman's lot is not a happy one
When constabulary duties to be done, to be done
A policeman's lot is not a happy one."

--William S. Gilbert; "Pirates of Penzance" (1879)

SQ