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sitting-on-me-bum · 6 months
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An explosion of wildflower species appears to paint Temblor Range, a mountain range that rises from the east side of the San Andreas fault at Carrizo Plain national monument near Santa Margarita, California, US. Spectacular wildflower blooms, referred to by some as a superbloom, are occurring across much of California following a historically wet season that drove 31 atmospheric river storms through the region, resulting in widespread flooding and record snow depths in the Sierra Nevada mountains. The extreme weather comes after years of record drought for most of the state
Photograph: David McNew/Getty Images
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chronoluminescence · 5 months
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An aerial view of the San Andreas Fault on the west coast of North America. The fault is the boundary between the Pacific and North American tectonic plates.
35° 7′ 0″ N, 119° 39′ 0″ W
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Credit: San Andreas Fault in the Carrizo Plain, aerial view from 8500 feet altitude. ( roughly 2590 metres) by Ikluft; CC BY-SA 4.0
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Watch "San Andreas Fault" on YouTube
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deandoesthingstome · 1 year
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parttimereporter · 27 days
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SAN ANDREAS FEARS: ALERT FOR QUAKE
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The tiny town of Parkfield in California has something unusual about it. Scientists are always eagerly studying it, because it is right on top of the San Andreas fault, and has been called the ‘earthquake capital of the world’. The famous faultline running from north to south of the Golden State will soon be due for a tremor, and all eyes are on the town as the potential epicentre. Measurements there are behaving a bit oddly, though, according Luca Malagnini, the director of research at the National Institute of Geophysics and Volcanology in Italy. He told Live Science that he suspects there will be a quake in the area at some point this year – but not necessarily at Parkfield. At the moment, there are no telltale signs which could indicate cracks precipitating an imminent quake, according to a study published in the journal Frontiers in Earth Science last month. Mr Malagnini said the variation in attenuation measurements has dropped very low since 2021, however, and that this happened before the last rupture there on September 28, 2004. ‘We are waiting,’ he said.
DEVELOPING..
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An earthquake with a preliminary magnitude of 3.4 struck offshore of San Francisco.
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oreniaa · 4 months
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This lil guy
There’s this guy named Doug. Doug has a geology journal. It’s called “Doug’s Geology Journal”. Basically he talks about a bunch of geologic occurrences around the world, including: (but not limited to)
The ✨San Andreas Fault ✨
Iceland (BASALT)
Sicily (mm, look at that random piece of the African plate)
And more (but I haven’t seen those episodes yet)
AND I SWEAR IT’S THE MOST WHOLESOME THING IVE EVER SEEN.
why? WELL NO ONE ASKED YOUR OP—
So he goes around presenting these geologic anomalies, the features in places. And the way he talks about it—you can just tell he really likes talking about geology, because he gets so adorably excited and happy. Then he has these drawings I think he draws, which are just wholesome.
The video quality isn’t great, and from what I can tell it’s a pretty old series but it was just recently published. But the best thing is that he’s funny, and ADORABLE SO ADORABLE I WANNA SMOTHER THAT MAN
my favorite moments are:
What rock is that? BASALT BASALT BASALT (basically the moment when he was in Iceland and every single rock is basalt, and my dad and I have a joke where I'll point to a random rock, and I'll ask what it is, and he'll say that its basalt)
"Bye bye, San Andreas fault!" (he followed the fault all the way to where it went to the sea, and then he waved to it, and OMIGOD IT WAS ADORABLE <3)
That moment when he hugged a rock, because it was a different type of rock from all the others. (AAAH HES THE NERD AND GEEK I WANT TO BE)
Also, the episode on Sicily is called: "Two Tasty Plates" (I'll say nothing more, but geologic cannibalism?)
The man is precious. He must be protected. Join us me in the mission to protect the most precious AND ADORABLE geologist I’ve ever seen.
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olgastooth · 1 year
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Your future bright, beyond compare
Mister ed doesn’t get to steal that, nor mark.
And, yeah, I really wonder if she was trafficked so a KY senator could say she’s the new inbred in a dress
She was shuffled through foster care and fish stick fingers of trashy cod eating men
But then she decided that she wanted to steal from somebody like me because apparently some of the white trash guys in Kentucky they were all right with her stealing everything from girls like me like they didn’t already try to steal everything from me when they put their fingers where they didn’t belong
Dennis don’t you think that’s just such a hilarious thing to be proud of to be a bag of shit
You’re just mad and you’re jealous because you know I’m bigger than you are
Of course I got defensive because I knew that I had so much more to offer the world than those girls and I was prettier in the first place and then some guy decided he wanted to turn those other girls into me
But you won’t
I really do think that Nick killed himself
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Lol, Janet and Samantha
What? They started it. Janet knows I recognize misplaced objects
Besides y’all
Some of them laugh at fucked up shit.
Enough with the Asian money Samantha, if you want Asian money move to an Asian nation otherwise go fuck yourself
Hayes I’m not putting up with this shit I need your fucking health so I need you to get your big boy pants on and fucking help me honey. No I don’t want your health. I want your help there’s a fucking difference.
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People like Nick and Will are really pissed and no matter how much you guys mess with me. I’m still on top of the situation and I still matter and you still don’t.
The doctor didn’t kill my daddy though will not like that anyway
SMH life is a skill isn’t it?
Trying to smear me won’t matter because you’ve already ruined your reputation by lying so extensively so don’t ask yourself. Why is it that medical doctors and scientists trust me don’t ask yourself that.
Dr. William J Travis already tried to smear me lol I love that for you
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breyersprayer · 1 year
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Y’all didn’t wanna respect Jessie hunt ever. Ever. But then if Rebecca is herself y’all think that’s Jessica’s? And she agrees like sheep.
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littlewalken · 1 year
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Irony is finding a book on California’s biggest earthquakes at the Walmart located on the San Andreas fault.
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San Andreas Fault.
If you want to know more, here is the link of the Wikipedia page:
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/San_Andreas_Fault
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lamexigangster · 2 years
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False hype?
But she holds herself together.
And
All that trash is shining
As she dances in the sun
— why did you say this?
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greenbagjosh · 2 years
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A May Saturday in San Juan Bautista CA - mid-May 2002
Hi everyone It has been almost twenty years since I went with family to Spain for about two weeks.  The visit coincided with the first week of the 2002 FIFA World Cup in Japan and South Korea.  Prior to that, I had visited San Jose for their Cinco De Mayo festival and also San Juan Bautista in San Benito County.  
Sunday 5th May I visited San Jose for their Cinco de Mayo festival.  They had a parade during the morning, and many musicians and dance groups, particularly Folklorico groups representing different states and regions of Mexico.  Of course there were food vendors selling tacos, burritos, elote (roasted corn) and coconut candy, just to name a few items.  I had to also make a visit to my parents as they expected me over for dinner and time to wash clothes.  So I had to cut my visit to San Jose short.
At some Saturday, either the 11th or 18th May 2002, I had driven from Foster City, California, to San Juan Bautista, along US-101.  The last time I was in San Juan Bautista, would have been April 1983.  If you went to any elementary school close to San Jose, and were in 4th grade, more likely than not, you would have a visit to the Mission of San Juan Bautista.  San Juan Bautista still remains in a size that would be reminiscent of the original California missions.  The ones in San Jose, Fremont and San Francisco, would be far too urban, and for that reason, San Juan Bautista was preferred.  I went inside the mission building and it was just as I remembered.  The main sanctuary had a pulpit, altar, large square tiles on the floor and the pews were wood.      
Just outside the mission, particularly a bit northeast of the El Camino Real, was the location of the San Andreas Fault.  In October 1989, the Loma Prieta earthquake happened, and caused damage to certain locations within 75 miles / 120 km of the epicenter.  I did not walk much farther from that, as I did not want to trespass on privately owned land.  I went back into town.
For supper, I went to a German restaurant in downtown San Juan Bautista, called the Joan and Peter restaurant.  I had some sausages, Spätzle and mixed salad, along with a half liter of Spaten Helles.  In the early 2000s I did not often go out to eat German food, though I liked to drink German beer.  
About 7 PM I drove back home and I think it would have been about 8:15 or 8:30 PM when I returned.  The next day was family visit day so I took my clothes to my parents' house to be washed, and then the next Saturday we would fly first to Chicago O'Hare before going farther to Madrid and Sevilla.  More about that will be discussed in due course.
At some stage, at work, I had been long since part of a change-management software support team (10/2000 - 05/2002), and after a long period, I had been trasferred back to the team which I had originally started with, the software that uses artificial intelligence and a developer interface reminiscent of Microsoft Visual Studio Basic.  My quality of life from then had improved significantly.  But more on that will be covered in the next few years. 
Anyway I hope you enjoyed my short visit to Mission San Juan Bautista, and hope you will join me in the next few weeks when I visit Spain, Morocco and Gibraltar.
hasta luego y hasta breve
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chateau-aemkei · 2 years
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I've tried few vintages.Elegant PN!
Yet to try their higher cuvee!
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marypsue · 1 year
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There’ve been a few responses to/reblogs with tags on my post about DIY clothing embellishments that basically boil down to ‘I’d love to do this but I’m scared it’ll turn out bad/I’m not a good enough artist’. And I get it, I really do! I also want my art things to turn out nicely. But also...making it badly is sort of the point of punk DIY. 
Listen. We live in a world that would dearly love to charge you a subscription fee for breathing. The bastards are doing everything they possibly can to figure out how to turn art - stories, visual art, music, textile/fibre art, sculpture, crafts and creations of every kind - into a neat, discrete, packageable commodity, a product they can chop up into little pieces and stick behind a paywall so they can charge you for every drop of it you want to have in your life. 
The whole sneering idea that ‘everybody wants to be some kind of creator now’ and anything less than absolute mastery right out the gate is somehow shameful and embarrassing is a tool those bastards are using. It’s a way to reinforce the idea that only a set group of people can create and control art, and everybody else has to buy it. 
But art isn’t a product. Art is a fundamental human impulse. Nobody is entitled to a specific piece of art (which is where this message gets skewed into pitting people who love art against the artists who make it, while the bastards screw us all and run away with the money). But making art belongs to everybody. We make up songs and dances and stories, and paint things, and make clothes, and embellish them, and carve flowers into our furniture and our lintels and our doorframes, and make windows out of tiny pieces of coloured glass, and decorate our homes and our bodies and our lives with things we make and make up, simply for the love of beauty and of the act of creation. Grave goods from tens of thousands of years ago show that ancient hominids gave their dead wreaths of ceramic flowers, tattooed their bodies, beaded their shoes. Making things for the sake of beauty and enjoyment is one of the most ancient and human things we can do. 
The idea that we can’t, that we have to buy shit instead, because art is a product and you have to have the bestest prettiest most perfect product, is the enemy of joy. It’s the death of culture. And it means that, instead of whatever it is that you cherish and enjoy and value, you get whatever inoffensive (and to whom is it inoffensive?) bland meaningless samey-samey crap that the bastards want you to be allowed to have. What are you missing and what are you missing out on, if you don’t make or modify or decorate anything for yourself, if you don’t think you can because the product at the end won’t be polished or perfect or marketable enough? What do you lose? What do we lose? 
It is a desperately vital and necessary thing for you to make shit. For you to know that you can make shit, that you don’t have to just lie back and take whatever pablum the bastards want to force-feed you (and charge you through the nose for). That the bastards need you more than you need them. 
Become ungovernable. Be your own weirdly-endearing punk little freak. Paint on a t-shirt. Sing off-key in the shower or at karaoke night or at open mic night. Make up a story where you get to meet your favourite fictional character and you guys hug or fuck or punch each other in the face. Make art. Do it badly. Do it frequently. Do it enthusiastically. Do it for love and joy and creativity and fun and the spiteful joy of thumbing your nose at some smug motherfucker with a Swiss bank account who wants to track your heartbeat and location for the rest of your life in order to automatically pump AI-generated beats matched to your mood into your earbuds for a small monthly subscription fee of $24.99/month. It is literally the only way we are ever going to have even a chance to save art and our own lives from the bastards. 
So. Paint that t-shirt. 
(Also support artists where you can, and buy your music from Bandcamp.)
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eggbagelz · 10 months
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Jigsaw voice hello characters in the fictional version of california where danger days is set. In addition to the man made bullshit of a nuclear war and its subsequent fallout you still have to worry about earthquakes because of a giant cosmic middle finger that stretches across the state. There is no way to escape this im just letting you know anyway ciao
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