2 go mad in Norway?

It’s turned into another scorcher in Cape Town today, with the mercury (actually, I use an electronic digital system, but you know what I mean) peaking at just under 30°C. Compare that with Oslo where the mercury is still sensibly hiding under the bedclothes and “peaked” at -9°C, but with a “feels like” reading of -13°C.
All of which leads me think that I am going to freeze my nuts off while I’m over there. But that’s fine, because I’m going to have a damn good time in the snow as well.
Although, for safety’s sake, I won’t be playing snowballs in the mountains.

© eoin ryan

This is from the wonderful SpaceAvalanche.com, which is well worth a visit if you have a bit of a dark sense of humour (like I do) or a few hours to while away (like I don’t).

Track that poo

Recently defaecated? I bet you don’t know where your faeces are now, do you?
(I can’t believe I’m writing this.)

Well, thanks to the power of the internet, you can track your poo using flush tracker, which will tell you exactly where your number twos are now.

So there you have it. Something to keep you occupied next time you drop the kids off at the pool.
Maybe you even want to have a race with a friend.  Please don’t tell us about it.

Sadly, I have reason to doubt its accuracy as I just tracked a dummy poo going up a 1:6 hill at 4.28mph (6.88kph) from my parents’ house in Sheffield.

There is a good reason behind this useful initiative, of course:  raising awareness for World Toilet Day, which is actually quite important and not at all funny.

Perfect shot

Spotted earlier on twitter (can’t remember via whom, sorry) – a link to this post, which featured this pic:

Says Bernard de Clerk:

I took this photo a couple of days ago on the beach at a picturesque little spot called Brenton-on-Sea in the Western Cape, South Africa. My friend decided to do a back-flip on the beach and I only had one shot. It came out pretty well!

Yes, it did.

ISS mess

One of the best things about being a Dad is being able to tell your offspring amazing things.
Often, these things aren’t actually true and even if they are, parental licence allows for a huge degree of exaggeration.
I follow @twisst14, one of the twisst.nl bots on twitter, who helpfully tell me (to the nearest second) what time the International Space Station is coming over Cape Town. They can do it for wherever you’re based as well.
Forearmed with this information, I can confidently predict exactly when Alex is going to see a “shooting star” going across the sky.
The fact that I am always right fills him with amazement – a totally different reaction from that of his mother when I tell her that I’m always right.

Tonight’s ISS pass was very bright, but then so was the sky behind it and the long exposure on my camera was sadly affected by the blustery south-easter. Then Alex went a bit mad on Picasa and we ended up with the picture above. Bit retro and kinda funky, but not as sharp as the last time I snapped the ISS over Constantiaberg – so I’m calling it “ISS mess”.

Twisst tells me that I have another opportunity to spot the ISS again this evening at 21:02:58 and – judging by the snoring coming from Alex’s room – this time I’ll be watching it on my own.

UPDATE: Looked a lot better the following evening.