Good morning and greetings, no-fly zone fans. Welcome to March, the month that comes in like a lion and goes out like a lamb chop. I hope it’s been a good week, or at least fair or partly cloudy for all you who are reading or skimming this. So from the halls of Monterey Bay to the shores of Tripoli, let’s go right to the news.
That Moammar Khaddafy, or if you prefer the Hebrew spelling, Gadhafi, is really quite the character. Up until now, my favorite colonels were Klink and Sanders, because those herbs and spices are so damn finger lickingly good. But these gentleman having nothing over this lovable maniac from Libya, who’s been in power for four decades yet seems as delusional as the leaders of the Republican Party.
The colonel and his son, along with their original recipe chicken, cole slaw and biscuits, insist there is no rebellion going on in their country, and then they go out and blast away at the opposition like they’re quarterbacks on Super Bowl Sunday, except the bombs they’re completing are real. I’ll give Khaddafy credit, this guy looks like he walked straight out of central casting, as he has that cunning, desert fox dictator look down to a fine science. And I sympathize with him because I know how it feels to have $30 billion in assets seized, that really can put a damper on the day. And just my luck, with the way things have been going, it looks like I’ll never get the money back I lent to Hosni Mubarek.
You’ve got to love any tyrant who can deliver a speech, much like many of my early posts, that is meandering, disjointed and has little to do with reality. I remember years ago when I started this blog that, I, much like the Colonel, urged my readers to fight with me “to the last man and woman.” Okay, so maybe I was a little needy. But to my credit, I never blamed radical Islamists for giving young people drugs that goaded them into a frenzing of rioting and posting comments on this site.
But for now, as much as I love bloody crackdowns on my own people, let’s get away from arms embargos, trade sanctions and personal interventions and get back to our subject at hand. Back on the morning of February 16, the morning light was outstanding, as the sun’s rays were shooting down through the clouds as I walked along West Cliff without my camera. Later that morning, it Nathan hailed, aiding to the pagentry of the day. So being a savant, I thought it might be a good idea to head down to the beach at sunset time, as the weather this day, much like my trip through the birth canal, had been rather wild.
Because of the earlier rain and my glowing aura, the beach was deserted at Natural Bridges. As you can see from the first photo, the clouds were somewhat ominous. Then all of a sudden, before you could say, “we do chicken right,” the sky darkened and it starting pouring, which of course, is great for my camera. And then, much to my sunny delight, a beautiful, full arc, double rainbow rose in the sky, that made me feel like I was back in Kansas with little Toto.
Because of my location, I couldn’t get the shot of the rainbow dipping into the Pacific, but as Mick Jagger once told me, “you can’t always get what you want.” Fortunately, while the rain was pelting down upon me, I got what I needed. Seeing that rainbow light up the sky was quite entertaining, much like last week’s episode of ”The Good Wife.” Not as intense as the drama on “Southland”, but something that Donnie Wahlberg as Detective Danny Reagan on “Blue Bloods” would have appreciated.
You can see in the final shot that the post rainbow clouds were just phenomenal.
That leads to the question, what is a rainbow? Four out of five scientists say it is a band of colors in the shape of an arc that is formed from reflection, refraction, and a psychotic reaction of the sun’s rays inside millions of raindrops. They appear, in the words of B.J. Thomas when “raindrops keep falling on my head,” as when it is raining in one part of the sky and sunny in another. Those are classic rainbow conditions, my friends, and when they are happening, I immediately fly into rainbow alert a la mode, which goes great with a scoop of vanilla ice cream.
From what I learned from the radar map back in weather school, the sun is always behind you while the rain is in front when a rainbow or unexpected guests appear. So, if my coordinates and karma are correct, the center of the rainbow’s arc is always directly opposite the sun or any other family member, like Alice, when she’s ten feet tall.
Most people, or people who need people, who are the luckiest people in the world, think that the colors of a rainbow are apple red, tangerine orange, mellow yellow, Mean Joe greene, Vida blue, indigo girls and violet parker. Well, believe it or not, Mr. Wizard once told me that a rainbow is made up of an entire other group of colors. We’re talking colors that my eye, my dog or even my periodontist can’t even see.
Now how is it that we are able to see rainbows? We are able to see the colors because light of different colors is bent when it travels from one medium, like the air and into another, in this case, the water of raindrops. When all the colors that make up sunlight are combined, they look as white as the crowd at a Tea Party rally, but once they are refracted, they break up into colors we see in a rainbow or at the snack shacks we see along the beach at Wakiki.
Now listen closely, boys and squirrels. Every person, no matter what race (like the 100 meters), creed or color sees their own personal rainbow. What that means is that when you are staring at one like me, while snapping away like Annie Liebowitz at a bankruptcy hearing, you are seeing the light bounced off of certain raindrops. The person or sailor next to you may seem to be looking at the same rainbow, but they may be seeing light reflecting off other raindrops from a completely different angle. Are you confused? Don’t worry, just click your heels three times and ask for Dorothy.
Now here are a few more fun facts about rainbows. It was Sir Issac Newton who discovered the seven distinct colors of the visible spectrum with the help of his brother Fig. Phil Collins wrote quite eloquently in Genesis 9 that rainbows are God’s promise. And everything we see, feel, hear, taste, smell and text exists between the frequencies of red and violet. I have no idea what that means, I just like the way it sounded, like my voice on Sportstalk radio. And they say the ladder to heaven is built of rungs which are the colors of the rainbow. Personally, I’ve always been more of a “Stairway to Heaven” guy, because I do remember laughter.
On to some great late night. “Protests continue in Libya. It was reported that most of the protests are being organized on a dating website, which explains why half the protest signs say “No Gadhafi” and the other half say “No fatties. They’re saying Gadhafi is “disconnected from reality.” According to the State Department, Gadhafi thought this year’s Oscars were fantastic.”–Conan O’Brien “I thought the Oscars were supposed to be young and hip and I only saw all these old people. Then I realized I was watching “60 Minutes.”–Craig Ferguson “The Oscar statue is about thirteen inches in height and weighs about 9 pounds. Oh wait, that’s Tom Cruise.”–David Letterman
“Moammar Gadhafi is starting to sound a little crazy. Al-Jazeera canceled his show, “Two and a Half Shiites. Gadhafi said his people “love him.” I think that’s what he said. It was hard to hear over the rebel gunfire.”–David Letterman “Everyone is saying we have to take control of Moammar Gadhafi. We can’t even control Charlie Sheen. Charlie Sheen said that he’s now more popular than President Obama, at which point Mike Huckabee accused him of growing up in Kenya.”–Jay Leno
“Oprah has been invited by Egypt’s new government to do a show from Cairo. So they’ve replaced one power-mad tyrant who’s been ruling for 30 years with another one.” –Conan O’Brien “Sarah Palin is going to India to make a speech. She’s hoping to visit some of those Indian casinos she’s heard so much about.” –Jay Leno “Bristol Palin is releasing a book called “Not Afraid of Life.” Meanwhile, Sarah Palin is releasing a book called, “I’m Afraid of Books.”–Jimmy Fallon
“‘King Kong’ opened 78 years ago. It’s the story of a woman that gets carried away by an ape. The same thing happened to Maria Shriver.” –David Letterman “Twitter was down for two hours on Saturday. It was terrible. I had to call random people in the phone book and tell them what I had for lunch.”–Jimmy Fallon “The price of gas here was up to $4.50. When I started pumping, it was only $3.85.–Jay Leno
So that’s our first official blast for March. If you like college basketball, and what true American doesn’t, this is a month to savor like your first Haagan Daz bar. So be grateful for your clean water and we’ll catch you at midcourt. Aloha, mahalo and later, Kevin Love fans.