Eugie Foster (eugie) wrote,
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Launch Pad Day 2: Tuesday

Yesterday, we reviewed the electromagnetic spectrum and made spectroscopes with which to gaze at various elements (mercury, neon, etc.) to observe their absorption line fingerprints. Astronomy is preeeetty. We also talked about telescopes, NASA missions, and amateur astronomy.

The schedule slated us to pop up to the roof of the astronomy building last night to use the university's telescopes, but it was cloudy, so they swapped the free evening scheduled for today for last night and bumped the roof viewing for tonight. But I checked on weather.com, and it looks likely that it'll be cloudy for the rest of the week. Pook. Hoping that Mother Nature is more obliging than weather.com says she'll be.

Last night for our free evening, many of us sprawled/meandered between Michael Livingston's room and ktempest's room for writing, chitchat, and booze. I camped out in Michael's room with samhenderson, Vylar Kaftan, Josepha Sherman, Vonda McIntyre, and, of course, our host, Michael. Managed to get over 700 hundred words down, almost 500 of them due to a 15 minute challenge from Vylar. She also introduced me to Once Upon a Time, a storytelling card game. Vy, Sam, Jo, and I played two rounds, and it's one of those lovely games where I'm more interested in the playing than the "winning" goal. From Vy's comments, it sounds like the right players makes for the best gaming experience. If last night is anything to go by, four SF/F writers totally counts as "the right players."


From left to right: samhenderson, Jerry Oltion, Josepha Sherman, Michael Livingston.



I couldn't quite fit Vylar Kaftan into the above picture, so she gets her own.


This morning is the Vedauwoo Hike, and since three hours tramping around in the Wyoming sun in the rarefied air would likely perk my lupus/MCTD up and knock me flat, I thought the wiser course was to opt out. But I feel like that poor kid with asthma forced to sit in the back of the room watching all the other kids playing kickball. Sigh. But, as I remind myself, I'd be extremely bummed if I had to miss the rest of the workshop because of a flare up, not to mention furious with myself if it was one I could have prevented by being prudent.

This afternoon we're talking about stars and the human element in space. Human element in space! *clamor clamor clamor*
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