Monthly Archives: March 2017

“A Goldilocks planet is a planet that falls within a star’s habitable zone, and the name is often specifically used for planets close to the size of Earth… …In astronomy and astrobiology, the circumstellar habitable zone (CHZ), or simply the habitable zone, is the range of orbits around … Continue reading →

“Most managers spend 80% of their time on problems, and 20% of their time on opportunities. They ought to reverse that ratio.” – Peter Drucker(?)[1] Tonight’s news reports, spanning all media, will be headlining the new administration’s unwinding of the … Continue reading →

“Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.” – Matthew 7:12 In recent months, Earth scientists, whether focused on natural resources, hazard resilience, or protection of ecosystem services provided by forests, wetlands, floodplains, etc. have expressed growing … Continue reading →

“Now about the dead rising—have you not read in the Book of Moses, in the account of the burning bush, how God said to him, ‘I am the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob’? … Continue reading →

Spending the weekend with friends… … and my friend shared his dream from the night before: Seems America had built a wall along the Mexican border. A great wall. An impenetrable wall. A wall so great that it interfered with … Continue reading →

A week ago, I ran into a long-time USACE colleague in the supermarket. We started out the way people of our generation do: “I’m thinking of retirement,” he said. “I’m pushing seventy.” “I’m pulling seventy,” I replied. Then we talked … Continue reading →

  The law of holes: “When you find yourself in a hole, quit digging.” – Will Rogers As noted in a previous LOTRW post, the world’s peoples face a $100T bill coming due. That’s how much nations must spend over … Continue reading →

O, sleep it is a gentle thing, Beloved from pole to pole! To Mary Queen the praise be given! She sent the gentle sleep from Heaven, That slid into my soul. – Samuel Taylor Coleridge, The Rime of the Ancient … Continue reading →

And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads and hanging them With deafening clamour in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes? Canst thou, O partial … Continue reading →