Burning Question #49: Planet Poochie

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Pluto.

Once upon a time there were NINE planets orbiting around our the Sun. All but Mercury and Venus have planets. That is right folks, Mercury and Venus do not have moons. And two planets have dogs. Earth and Pluto.

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Which brings us to a question. Yes, it is time for the 49th of 50 Burning Questions!

Until recently we had NINE, count em, NINE planets in our solar system. Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune, and Pluto.

Then somebody got a bee in their bonnet (or up their ass) and said Pluto was NOT a planet. Pluto is small and at the edge of the solar system – our last planet. It has an irregular rotation pattern around the sun. It is just an odd little rock out there in space. But it has moons. Yes, even tiny Pluto has moons.

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We only have one moon rotating around Earth but Pluto, bless it’s little celestial heart has FIVE MOONS. Five, count the: Styx, Nix, Kerberos, Hydra, and Charon.

Pluto (minor planet designation: 134340 Pluto) is a dwarf planet in the Kuiper belt, a ring of bodies beyond Neptune.

But in August 2006 the International Astronomical Union (IAU) downgraded the status of Pluto to that of “dwarf planet.” This means that from they only considered the rocky worlds of the inner Solar System and the gas giants of the outer system planets.

Well screw that, right Pluto?

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Kids all over this Earth of our were outraged. What? Pluto IS a Planet they cried.

But a band of scientists said, no. NO. Well, maybe. NO. We all say NO.
It makes me think of that song that isn’t really related to this but maybe.

But not really. But it sucked. But were they right? Was that irregular orbit and small size worthy of being a planet along with gassy giants and a beautiful watery planet called Earth? Was it? Or is Pluto just a dog?

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Now Pluto is back on the up and up and by most considered a planet again. Some just call it a Dwarf Planet, but hey, who says size matters. Pluto has moons and an atmosphere. It might have space dogs living on it for all we know. We really don’t know a lot about it.

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One of the most charming things about Pluto is that there is a shape on it that could either be a heart, or Micky’s dog Pluto.

Pluto is extremely small. Take a look at this comparison of Pluto, Earth, and our Moon. Wow.

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So rather than have me continue on this rather dry, and silly conversation, you need to just answer the question.

Burning Question #49: Is Pluto a Planet?

 

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Feel free to add more to the conversation in the comments below. Talk about anything you want including planets, space travel, science fiction, Vampires, ghosts, rocket ships, your latest romance, love letters, cats, your favorite Disney characters, or anything you want. Let’s get this party rolling.

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And I’ll see you next Saturday for the final, the 50th, Burning Question.

~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman

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Musings on Gassy Planets, High School and Uncle Max

Why yes, this is exactly what I wear when I pick the kids up from school.

Why yes, this is exactly what I wear when I pick the kids up from school.

I first published this post in 2013. My children are now older, but Uncle Max still has the same effect on, well, just read the post. It is just in time for the start of school.

Musings on Gassy Planets, High School and Uncle Max

I was taking Clara to school this morning and traffic was backup up for about a mile and there was no place to go. All the side streets were backed up with people trying to get out of the backup.

We speculated on the cause of the backup. I assumed it was an accident. Clara looked over and saw one of her teachers in the traffic with us. And much to her shock he was smoking. She said three of her teachers smoked.

I guess I could have acted shocked but let’s be real. I bet he was having one of his two cigarettes of the day. The first is on the way to school to take the edge off and calm his nerves before he faces two hundred students over a course of six periods. The second is after school to take off the edge and face whatever is at home. My husband is convinced that all high school teachers must drink a lot too.

After a conversation about smoking various tobacco products and other things we saw the blinking red lights up ahead. The traffic light was out. Ugh. Kids and teachers were going to be late. A 10 minute drive to school took about 35 minutes. I found out later that the faulty light was no excuse and a lot of kids were marked down as tardy. That is just plain stupid in my opinion but I don’t make the school rules.

I dropped Clara off and made it to my morning conference call but a few hours, mid-morning, I was back at school. They’d call to tell me that Garrett had almost passed out due to his sunlight sensitivity issues. This happens two or three times a year. I can lecture him forever on this but he still doesn’t always use precautions. The school wanted to send him to the hospital due to his cold skin and low heartbeat, not to mention a nasty looking rash, but I always take him home.

Anyway, he was fine, poor baby. But, my brother Max is still hanging out at my house until Friday, so I brought him with me to pick up Garrett’s car.

As Max and I walked into the school office I could hear the hush of female voices. Vampire men have that effect. Max smiled (minus fangs) then put on a serious look. I wanted to roll my eyes but was worried about my own young Vampire man, my seventeen year old Garrett.

Knees were going weak…not mine or Garrett’s, but those of the women in the school office. I had to get my son, and my brother out of there.

About four hours later school was out so I sent Max back up to school to get Clara.

Did my brother wait at the curb in the car like everyone else there to pick up kids? Of course not. He had to get out of the car and wait. The mothers at the school would never be the same. A tall man dressed in jeans and a tight black tee-shirt and dark glasses, cold to the touch but so smoking hot that it would take weeks for them to cool down.

Fourteen year old Clara told me all about it when they got home. She found it both amusing and annoying.

Clara said school was stupid as usual but admitted that science was good. They learned about how many planets might be able to support life. This was something all the kids seemed interested in, which is good since according to my daughter most of the kids don’t seem interested in anything during school.

For about twenty minutes she told us about the planets and theories and speculations about life. She talked of telescopes and exploration and the makeup of planets. It is good to hear the passion that is passed from teacher to student and then on to others.

Then the subject of Pluto came up again. Most kids are still upset that it is not a planet anymore (it even has moons.)

One of the reasons Pluto isn’t a planet is because it has an irregular orbit. But so does Uranus. (Click here for more on thoughts about Pluto)

Clara said that nobody even mentioned Uranus today but the boys in the class still had to snort and laugh about it. Yes, Uranus is a large gassy planet. Uranus has an irregular orbit. Uranus is huge. Pretty soon Clara and I were both laughing. Even Max had to laugh. I mean, you have to laugh.

Garrett was still asleep but the rash was gone. His friends Randy and Ione stopped by to see how he was doing and sat on the edge of his bed in the dark quietly talking with him. They’ve gone through this too, the sun sickness. We all have.

So that’s it… just musings on my day and a little bit of fun to take the edge off.

I’m still thinking about Max waiting on the curb. Oh my goodness.

And don’t forget to check out the night sky. The past few nights Venus has been HUGE and super bright and beautiful!

~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman

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Another Cateclipsemick Event

On September 27, the moon was eclipsed by Earth’s shadow along with the shadow of my cat Oscar. This total feline eclipse was visible across the Western Hemisphere.

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And while we’re all spaced out…

My cats have joined a secret space plane mission. Check it out. I am so proud of those kitties (and someone else gets to clean their litter box for a few days.) You can see them looking out the window. They were NOT seated together because they’ll start fighting.

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For AMAZING Mars Photos (guaranteed to be real) click here.

For thoughts on Pluto click here.

For more spaced out stuff click here.

And finally click here for thoughts on Gassy Planets.

 

~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman

Vampires, Werewolves, Ghosts and Pluto. The brilliant logic of youth.

In honor of Pluto…and one of my favorite posts.

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My son asked me “If there are vampires, werewolves, ghosts and people who are not exactly human and we don’t even know what they are, then why can’t Pluto be a planet? It has 5 moons.”

I said “I think it has something to do with it’s orbit.”

“You gotta dance your own dance mom.” he said. “Pluto dances it’s own dance.”

I love that kid.

~ Juliette

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Musings on Gassy Planets, High School and Uncle Max

I was taking Clara to school this morning and traffic was backup up for about a mile and there was no place to go. All the side streets were backed up with people trying to get out of the backup.

We speculated on the cause of the backup. I assumed it was an accident. Clara looked over and saw one of her teachers in the traffic with us. And much to her shock he was smoking. She said three of her teachers smoked.

I guess I could have acted shocked but let’s be real. I bet he was having one of his two cigarettes of the day. The first is on the way to school to take the edge off and calm his nerves before he faces 200 students over a course of 6 periods. The second is after school to take off the edge and face whatever is at home. My husband is convinced that all high school teachers must drink a lot too.

After a conversation about smoking various tobacco products and other things we saw the blinking red lights up ahead. The traffic light was out. Ugh. Kids and teachers were going to be late. A 10 minute drive to school took about 35 minutes. I found out later that the faulty light was no excuse and a lot of kids were marked down as tardy. That is just plain stupid in my opinion but I don’t make the school rules.

I dropped Clara off and made it to my morning conference call but a few hours, mid-morning, I was back at school. They’d call to tell me that Garrett had almost passed out due to his sunlight sensitivity issues. This happens two or three times a year. I can lecture him forever on this but he still doesn’t always use precautions. The school wanted to send him to the hospital due to his cold skin and low heartbeat, not to mention a nasty looking rash, but I always take him home.

Anyway, he was fine, poor baby. But, my brother Max is still hanging out at my house until Friday, so I brought him with me to pick up Garrett’s car.

As Max and I walked into the school office I could hear the hush of female voices. Vampire men have that effect. Max smiled (minus fangs) then put on a serious look. I wanted to roll my eyes but was worried about my own young Vampire man, my 17 year old Garrett.

Knees were going weak…I had to get my son, and my brother out of there.

About 4 hours later school was out so I sent Max back up to school to get Clara.

Did my brother wait at the curb in the car like everyone else there to pick up kids? Of course not. He had to get out of the car and wait. The mothers at the school would never be the same. A tall man dressed in jeans and a tight black tee-shirt and dark glasses, cold to the touch but so smoking hot that it would take weeks for them to cool down.

14 year old Clara told me all about it when they got home. She found it both amusing and annoying.

Clara said school was stupid as usual but admitted that science was good. They learned about how many planets might be able to support life. This was something all the kids seemed interested in, which is good since according to my daughter most of the kids don’t seem interested in anything during school.

For about 20 minutes she told us about the planets and theories and speculations about life. She talked of telescopes and exploration and the makeup of planets. It is good to hear the passion that is passed from teacher to student and then on to others.

Then the subject of Pluto came up again. Most kids are still upset that it is not a planet anymore (it even has moons.)

One of the reasons Pluto isn’t a planet is because it has an irregular orbit. But so does Uranus. (Click here for more on thoughts about Pluto)

Clara said that nobody even mentioned Uranus today but the boys in the class still had to snort and laugh about it. Yes, Uranus is a large gassy planet. Uranus has an irregular orbit. Uranus is huge. Pretty soon Clara and I were both laughing. Even Max had to laugh. I mean, you have to laugh.

Garrett was still asleep but the rash was gone. His friends Randy and Ione stopped by to see how he was doing and sat on the edge of his bed in the dark quietly talking with him. They’ve gone through this too, the sun sickness. We all have.

So that’s it… just musings on my day and a little bit of fun to take the edge off.

I’m still thinking about Max waiting on the curb. Oh my goodness.

And don’t forget to check out the night sky. The past few nights Venus has been HUGE and super bright and beautiful!

~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman

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via Musings on Gassy Planets, High School and Uncle Max.

Vampire Diary: Modern Worlds

Dear Diary,

I wrap my arms in bandages cursing the day I ever met the demons that try to haunt me. If I am dead, they are truly the spawn of those who have never lived.

They are the ones who have no past and a future bathed in pain. They were spawned by hate and malice. They thrive on violence and spite. No, it wasn’t my ex-wife.

Poison surged through my veins like fire. Fear and anger filled me – emotions I do not allow had all come back.

Looking up I saw a figure. Gillian, my… I don’t know what to call her. She is just mine and I am hers. We are together but we are not.

She took my arm and held it. “I will do what I can. What the crap happened?”

I could feel the heat and pain turning to cold. The fear and anger left me. I told her what happened.

Gillian gave me a cold hard look, “I told you not to get involved with local politics. This isn’t like the old days.”

I pulled her close and forgot about the pain.

~ Vlad

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Dear Diary,

All of the lawns have died. There is a certain comfort in that. Maybe the drought isn’t a bad thing. This morning I counted a dozen buzzards in the sky.

This is a good thing. All the happy cute things around here were making me feel somewhat depressed.

~ Vlad

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Dear Diary,

My cat is proud of her small brood. The kittens have opened their eyes. Infant hunters. I watch them stretch their small claws marvel at what stealth creatures they will become.

Gillian holds them and kisses them. She could eat them in one bite, but she doesn’t. At one time she was a stealth hunter in her own right. She ruled her domain with an iron fist. Now she hunts with kindness rather than fear. She says that is the way things are here.

What am I doing here?

~ Vlad

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Dear Diary,

I don’t know how we (Vampires) survived before washers and dryers.

~ Vlad

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Dear Diary,

A rocket brought a camera up to the planet Pluto and took a photograph. Who would have imagined the marvels of them modern world. Humans have traveled to the end of their galaxy. The shape on the planet looks like Mickey the Mouse’s dog. I can’t even comprehend that. Gillian said it was cute. Then she said, “Vlad you’re so cute.”

I told her that I didn’t look like a the dog of a mouse. She told me to lighten up. Lighten up? I do not understand. Lighten up? I am already pale.

~ Vlad

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Dear Diary,

I sit here writing with my fountain pen, a comfort in this strange modern world. In my lap is a tiny sleeping creature who will grow to be a killer. Dear little kitten how you deceive with your soft fur and precious face. You are like me, cute and attractive and lovely to look at. We draw others in to do our bidding. My goal is blood. Your goal is to get someone to open a can.

Your universe is small, but maybe not. Maybe there is more than we can imagine. But until the time we find that answer I will try to figure out the mysteries of modern life, and maybe even cats and love.

~ Vlad