[Boatanchors] Join Halli Sunday 20M Net

[Duane Fischer, W8DBF]

     Please join us Sunday August 15th for the Hallicrafters 20 meter Net. 
The
Pre-Net starts at 12:30 PM EDT, or 1630 UTC, and the Net proper at 1:15 PM
EDT, or 1715 UTC.

              The frequency is 14.2925 MHZ USB +/- for key clicks, mike
splatter and raucous rumblings from the eight inch external speaker that
starts sputtering like a swimmer who got a nose full of water and nearly
drowned when my neighbor fires up his two cycle weed whacker! Sounds like a
dairy Cow who ate some of those thistle plants and got a serious gastric
problem with enough gas to refuel the sun! Nevertheless, join us for some
radio facts, fun, some Ham Fest fibs and more. Hear you later!


               Zeus Blows The H Out Of D Layer!


     I have made a special one time deal with Apollo, the
former Sun god, now retired and living in an antenna
restricted condo on Ganymede, to have his friend Zeus hurl
some bolts of energy at the D region of our ionosphere and
blow the H out of it!

     Now the "H" in this case, is representative of Hyades,
an asteroid that hangs out between Mars and Jupiter and
periodically affects Earth's upper atmosphere weather, , not
that hotter then the equatorial Tropics place known as Hades.
AKA Hell.  Where dishonest used car salesman, Bay of E
electronic pirates and crooked as a snake doing the S Curve
Shimmy Shimmy Shake dance politicians end up for all
eternity.  Don't book your next vacation there! CROAK!

     Hopefully Apollo can blast some holes in the accumulated
solar debris and let those waves from the Hallicrafters that
still go glow in the dark encircle the planet and we can hear
each other tonight.

     While Zeus hurls, (hopefully bolts of lightning, not his
supper!), I shall do my propagation dance moves. I was
featured on the Fred Astaire Funniest Dance Video because I
could not get the triangle moves out of the square dance
numbers. So my propagation dance involves playing the
Cascades "Rhythm Of The Rain" while blasting low hanging
clouds with my sawed off twelve gauge shotgun loaded with
Silver Iodide.

     Sometimes one can hear the sound of neighbors swearing
when I miss the cloud and top a prize tree into their
carefully manicured hybrid imported Japanese rose garden!
Worse yet, drop a leafy limb on top of their imported
bioengineered Siamese Cat that is cross eyed and bowlegged
and render it senseless, sometimes dead! He who confuses
mailbox with litter box, ends up as dead mail in unsanitary
sewer! CROAK!

It makes good sense to me why Space Weather, especially in
the case of our Sun, is such a mystery. If we stare at it to
study it, we go blind! If we try to land a space probe there,
it melts!  If we try to orbit it and report solar flares,
atmospherice flame temperatures or all the different kinds of
radiation, the spacecraft turns into an overly fried egg with
third degree yoke burns!

As Zeus told me. "You humans complain because it is too hot.
Then you whine because it is too cold. Either there are too
many sunspots so your stupid satellites do not function
properly or too few sunspots so there are minor climatic
changes or the HF propagation stinks. By the way.  That fleet
of satellites are destroying the view from the Earth to the
Cosmos! Now when I stand on the peak of a volcanic Moon
mountain and look at what used to be a simply beautiful blue
planet, I see what looks like a damn auto parts junkyard! I
have to duck and dodge constantly to keep from getting a
Russian water bottle up my ass or a floating American digital
torque wrench up my left nostril! If you Humans do not stop
using inner and outer space as your personal junkyard, one of
the deities is going to get a Gamma Ray up his or her toga
and fling one of the asteroids circling between Mars and
Jupiter at whomever coined the term "landfill"!

     It is ok to explore space. But leave all of those damn
pulltabs on Earth!  Yesterday I found one frozen in a cube of
urine from that Jules Verne contraption the ESA launched!
Apparently the space station crew was using the vehicle to
return all of their trash back to Earth in and hoping the
entire disgusting mess burned up in the Earth's atmosphere!
Like who cares about the chemical inbalance this conversion
of crap to atoms creates, heh? Maybe the holes in the Ozone
Layers are exit points for you litter minded lifeforms to go
visit some other solar system!

Did you ever stop to think what would happen if that ESA
thing did not get vaporized, survived the baptism of fire
coming through the atmosphere and rang Big Ben's chimes?  Big
Ben survived the horrible London blitz when most of the city
was a pile of bricks, broken china tea cups, reprints of
Churchill's speeches, German V2 parts, badly burned crumpets,
 etc.  Now a piece of frozen urine smacks it at 100,000 miles
per hour and permanently unwinds old Ben's mainspring!
Spring has sprung takes on a new meaning! CROAK! Think about
it mortals!  Even if the Dinosaurs had been killed by an
asteroid smacking into the Earth, which is wrong by the way,
how would you like to be exterminated by being killed by a
blob of frozen shit hitting you between your frontal lobes!

     It could happen!  Remember the block of frozen toilet
sewage from that jet airliner several years ago that nearly
hit the restaurant?  Surprise! A change in the menu! Yes I am
serious! There was a heck of a mess with the FAA over that
"pilot error"! Guess the GPS was asleep and someone mistook
the city of Atlanta for the middle of the Atlantic ocean!
Bombs away! OOPS! Absolutely true, check the microfilm
newspaper files.

              So clean up your attitudes humans, lest you go
the way of the Mastedon and Sabre Tooth Tiger! Tune in the
Sunday HHI 20 meter radio Net and don't make harmonic waves
on the ocean of life!


Frogzilla

Duane Fischer, W8DBF
Duane Fischer, W8DBF - WPE8CXO
E-Mail: dfischer at usol.com
Hallicrafters web site: www.w9wze.net
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