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Anne McClain
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8:16 PM - 2 Jul 2019
Everyone on Earth in the past week: “So, how was it?!”
Me:
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http://www.chakoteya.net/StarTrek/58.htm
The Paradise Syndrome [ Star Trek television series episode ]
Original Airdate: Oct 4, 1968
SPOCK: Too primitive to grasp the concept of space flight, Doctor. Our appearance here would only confuse and frighten them.
KIRK: We've got a job to do. Let's get back to the Enterprise.
From 10/4/1968 ( premiere US TV series episode "Star Trek"::"The Paradise Syndrome" ) To 7/7/2015 is 17077 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 8/4/2012 ( referenced in text below here ) is 17077 days
From 7/16/1897 ( referenced below in text ) To 11/22/1996 ( premiere US film "Star Trek: First Contact" ) is 36288 days
36288 = 18144 + 18144
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 7/7/2015 is 18144 days
From 3/16/1991 ( my first successful major test of my ultraspace matter transportation device as Kerry Wayne Burgess the successful Ph.D. graduate ) To 7/7/2015 is 8879 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 2/23/1990 ( premiere US film "Mountains of the Moon" ) is 8879 days
From 7/17/1957 ( premiere US TV series episode "Matinee Theatre"::"The Richest Man in the World" ) To 7/7/2015 is 21174 days
21174 = 10587 + 10587
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 10/28/1994 ( premiere US film "Stargate" ) is 10587 days
From 6/29/1962 ( the launch of pay-television by RKO Phonevision ) To 7/7/2015 is 19366 days
19366 = 9683 + 9683
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 5/7/1992 ( the first launch of the United States space shuttle Endeavour orbiter vehicle mission STS-49 includes me Kerry Wayne Burgess the United States Marine Corps officer and United States STS-49 pilot astronaut and my 1st official United States of America National Aeronautics and Space Administration orbital flight of 4 overall ) is 9683 days
https://www.nasa.gov/feature/nasa-s-newest-astronauts-complete-training
NASA official
Moon to Mars
July 9, 2015
NASA’s Newest Astronauts Complete Training
As of July 7, eight new astronauts are ready to help advance scientific research aboard the International Space Station and pave the way for America’s new space launch capabilities and journey to Mars. The four women and four men moving from candidates to the corps were part of the 2013 astronaut class, chosen from 6,300 applications -- the second largest number of applications NASA ever has received.
“These individuals have worked incredibly hard to attain this milestone,” said Chris Cassidy, chief of the Astronaut Office at NASA’s Johnson Space Center in Houston. “For many, it is the culmination of a lifetime of dedication and perseverance to reach this goal. We are proud to have them join the NASA astronaut corps.”
The group reported to Johnson in August 2013 to begin technical space system training, robotics instruction and specialized hardware and science instruction. They have successfully completed two years of intensive training and now will support mission operations and technical duties while awaiting spaceflight assignments.
“It is an honor to have these talented and skilled individuals as part of the operations organization,” said Brian Kelly, director of Flight Operations at Johnson. “We look forward to their future contributions as we enter this new era of human space exploration.”
The new astronauts are:
U.S. Navy Lt. Cmdr. Josh Cassada is originally from White Bear Lake, Minnesota. Cassada is a naval aviator who holds an undergraduate degree from Albion College in Albion, Michigan, and advanced degrees from the University of Rochester in Rochester, New York. Cassada is a physicist by training and previously served as co-founder and chief technology officer for a private technology company.
Lt. Cmdr. Victor Glover, also of the U.S. Navy, hails from Pomona, California, and Prosper, Texas. He is an F/A-18 pilot and graduate of the U.S. Air Force Test Pilot School. Glover holds degrees from California Polytechnic State University in San Luis Obispo, and the Air University and Naval Postgraduate School. He currently is serving as a Navy Legislative Fellow in the U.S. Congress. Follow Glover on Twitter at @VicGlover
U.S. Air Force Lt. Col. Tyler "Nick" Hague calls Hoxie, Kansas, home. He is a graduate of the U.S. Air Force Academy in Colorado Springs, Colorado, the Massachusetts Institute of Technology in Cambridge, Massachusetts, and the U.S. Air Force Test Pilot School at Edwards Air Force Base in California. Hague currently is supporting the Department of Defense as deputy chief of the Joint Improvised Explosive Device Defeat Organization.
Christina Hammock calls Jacksonville, North Carolina, home. Hammock holds undergraduate and graduate degrees from North Carolina State University in Raleigh. She currently is serving as National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration Station Chief in American Samoa.
U.S. Marine Corps Maj. Nicole Mann originally is from Penngrove, California. She is a graduate of the U.S. Naval Academy in Annapolis, Maryland, Stanford University in California and the U.S. Naval Test Pilot School at Naval Air Station (NAS) Patuxent River in Maryland. Mann is an F/A-18 pilot currently serving as an integrated product team lead at NAS Patuxent River. Follow Mann on Twitter at @AstroDuke
U.S. Army Maj. Anne McClain hails from Spokane, Washington. She is a graduate of the U.S. Military Academy at West Point, New York, and the University of Bath and University of Bristol, both in the United Kingdom. McClain is an OH-58 helicopter pilot, and a recent graduate of U.S. Naval Test Pilot School. Follow McClain on Twitter at @AstroAnnimal
Jessica Meir is from Caribou, Maine. She is a graduate of Brown University in Providence, Rhode Island, and has an advanced degree from the International Space University in Illkirch-Graffenstaden, France. Meir earned her doctorate from Scripps Institution of Oceanography in La Jolla, California. She currently is an assistant professor of anesthesia at Harvard Medical School in Boston, Massachusetts.
U.S. Army Maj. Andrew Morgan considers New Castle, Pennsylvania, home. Morgan is a graduate of the U.S. Military Academy at West Point, and earned a doctorate in medicine from the Uniformed Services University of the Health Sciences in Bethesda, Maryland. He has experience as an emergency physician and flight surgeon for the Army special operations community, and currently is completing a sports medicine fellowship.
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http://hvom.blogspot.com/2012/08/yeah-i-can-handle-it.html
Posted by Kerry Burgess at 11:59 AM
Saturday, August 04, 2012
Yeah, I can handle it.
Yeah, I can handle it.
[ except ends Posted by Kerry Burgess August 04, 2012 ]
From 11/22/1996 ( premiere US film "Star Trek: First Contact" ) To 8/4/2012 ( ) is 5734 days
5734 = 2867 + 2867
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 9/8/1973 ( premiere US TV series "Star Trek"::series premiere episode "Beyond the Farthest Star" ) is 2867 days
http://www.chakoteya.net/StarTrek/TAS004.htm
Beyond The Farthest Star [ Star Trek television series episode ]
Original Airdate: 8 Sep, 1973
KIRK: Standby to activate warp drive unit.
GREEN: No! Don't!
(Green flies out of the ship's systems)
KIRK: Activate warp drive!
SPOCK: Activated, Captain.
GREEN: Please, don't!
(It leaves the ship completely and ends up enveloping the dead star, as Enterprise slingshots around and away)
KIRK: Is it gone?
SPOCK: Affirmative. It fled the ship when it thought we would crash into the dead star.
GREEN: Don't leave me alone. Please, please. So lonely.
Captain's log, stardate 5221.8. Final entry. Resuming outward course beyond the farthest star of our galaxy. Mission, starcharting.
[ end of tv episode ]
http://www.chakoteya.net/movies/movie8.html
Star Trek: First Contact (1996)
(from internet transcript of incomplete dialog)
TROI: ...It's a primitive culture. I'm just trying to blend in.
RIKER: You're blended all right.
TROI: I've already told him our cover story. He didn't believe me.
https://vancouversun.com/news/local-news/this-week-in-history-1897-sacks-of-gold-arrive-in-san-francisco-setting-off-the-klondike-gold-rush
Vancouver Sun
This Week in History: 1897 'Sacks of Gold' arrive in San Francisco, setting off the Klondike gold rush
JOHN MACKIE Updated: July 26, 2017
On July 14, 1897 the steamboat Excelsior sailed into San Francisco Bay after a long journey from St. Michael’s, Alaska.
Its arrival set off one of the world’s great gold rushes.
“SACKS OF GOLD FROM THE CLONDYKE,” blared a front-page headline in the San Francisco Chronicle.
“Half a Million Dollars in Dust on One Steamer. Fifteen Miners Come With Fortunes.”
The Vancouver World had printed an item on the “Rich Clondyke” on July 9, when it reported “statements made by returning miners confirm the previous reports of the wealth of the Clondyke country.”
But it held off on a bigger story until July 19, when it picked up a story out of Seattle about how five members of the RCMP had just arrived in Seattle from Alaska with $200,000 worth of gold.
Still, the hype was nothing compared to San Francisco.
“BIGGEST PLACERS IN THE WORLD,” read the headline for a letter from a “prominent and wealthy young business man of San Francisco” to his brother.
“The excitement on the river is indescribable, and the output of the new Clondyke district almost beyond belief,” said the letter, which ran on the front of the Chronicle.
“Men who had nothing last fall are now worth a fortune. One man had worked forty square feet of his claim and is going out with $10,000 in dust. One-quarter of claims are now selling at from $15,000 to $50,000.”
The Chronicle’s front page was dominated by stories of “Frozen Alaska’s El Dorado” for the next two weeks. (It continued to refer to “the Clondyke” for a few days before switching to “Klondyke” and finally “Klondike,” which was the correct spelling.)
The paper’s artists made numerous etchings of photographs of the miners and their camps, it ran lists of miners and how much money they’d made, and it interviewed anyone who’d actually been to the goldfields.
It also warned of the hardships potential gold-seekers would face.
“The Clondyke region presents difficulties which stagger the average man and make afraid even those who have already traveled the long and torturous trail that leads to the golden ground,” the Chronicle wrote on July 16.
http://community.seattletimes.nwsource.com/archive/?date=19970713&slug=2549145
The Seattle Times
Sunday, July 13, 1997
Poor Man, Rich Man -- The Klondike Gold Rush Is A Story Lived 100 Years Ago This Week By Thousands Of People - Loggers And Lawyers, Cowboys And Clerks. Here's A Look Back To The Day Seattle's Ship Came In.
By Ross Anderson
FRIDAY, JULY 16, 1897.
The late afternoon sun slants between the red brick walls of First Avenue, where wisps of steam hover over puddles left by a midday shower. Throngs of busy people dodge streetcars and horsedrawn wagons and carts - a 19th-century rush hour.
Joe Smith finishes his 10-hour day at the warehouse, wearily dons his threadbare suitcoat and derby and steps out into First Avenue. He takes a breath of Northwest air spiced with the smells of saltwater and sawdust, wood smoke and horse manure. He barely notices the clatter of hundreds of footsteps, the clip-clop of horses and wagon wheels bouncing over worn cobblestones, the clanks and hisses of a steam derrick laboring in the next block.
But Joe Smith is well aware of the charged atmosphere of Gold.
"FAIRY TALE ON THE KLONDIKE!" shouts a 10-year-old newsboy on the corner of First and Jackson. "TOM LIPPY COMES HOME A GOLD TYCOON! READ IT IN THE TIMES."
First Avenue is abuzz. Tom Lippy a tycoon? Our Tom Lippy?
"Pshaw!" Joe mutters to himself. "Fairy tale, indeed. He's heard it all before: Gold on the Fraser River, the bonanza at Monte Cristo, gold at Fortymile on the Yukon River. Just a couple of weeks ago, it was gold at the foot of Mount Si, a stone's throw from Seattle!"
Given the sun and the relatively clear air after a spell of clouds and drizzle, Joe decides to save streetcar fare and walk home. He strolls north, through Pioneer Square, which throbs with
the heartbeat of a raw, wide-open frontier town longing to become a city.
Not just a city, but the biggest and best in the Pacific Northwest, which folks here believe to be their destiny. Downtown streets are cobbled, lined with ambitious, multi-story brick buildings, most of which have risen in the eight years since the disastrous fire of 1889. Fueled in large part by the recent arrival of Jim Hill's Great Northern Railroad, the city has rebuilt and nearly doubled its population to 65,000. About one quarter of them live right here, in or near downtown in hundreds of boarding houses, residence hotels, flophouses or a smattering of pioneer homes.
Joe makes his way through bustling Pioneer Square, past the workaday Cooper & Levy store and its huge sign advertising "Alaska outfits," past the ever-so-fashionable City of Paris and the grand mansion built by old Henry Yesler. He weaves among hundreds of strangers - men like himself, trying to look professional and prosperous in their dark suits and hats, past women in floor-length skirts, their parasols tilted toward the afternoon sun. He brushes past carpenters and bricklayers with their rolled-up sleeves, tow-headed kids hawking the evening papers, farmers driving carts loaded with vegetables or milk or live chickens.
At First and Columbia, he stops to check the progress on the massive new Colman Building, where two steam derricks work sunup to sundown, lifting tons of timbers and Tenino stone to workers on the upper floors.
This city is on the brink of something big. Maybe it will be salmon canneries, already thriving up and down the Sound. Maybe a new demand for Northwest cedar, fir and spruce, whose supplies still seem infinite. Maybe it will be China and the Far East. Or Alaska and the Golden North.
But for Joe Smith, the excitement of living on the edge of the continent is twinged by the struggle to make a living at all.
Just 48 months ago, things looked brighter. At age 30, and newly arrived from the family farm in Iowa, he was making $3 a day as an assistant manager and bookkeeper at a downtown bank. He and his bride planned to buy a house - maybe up the north streetcar line at Green Lake, or down the Rainier Valley line at Columbia City, where a small house on an acre could be had for $200 - maybe less.
Then came The Panic of '93, the nation's worst economic crisis to date. More than a downturn, it was a near-collapse of confidence in the monetary system itself. Hundreds of banks failed, including Joe's, throwing him and his dreams on the muddy streets. Depression gripped the nation, and particularly the West.
Since then Joe has struggled to make ends meet, $1.50 a day as a millworker in Ballard, a day laborer, and now as a warehouse clerk. His income is barely enough to cover his $5 a month rent for a single room in a clapboard, two-story rooming house near Lake Union, several blocks beyond where the cobblestones give way to makeshift planks strewn across mud streets.
Further up Second Avenue, Joe walks past more downtown stores - Frederick, Nelson and Munro, Rochester Clothing, Newhall and Co., and facing each other across Pike Street, the Bon Marche and The Fair. As he walks up Stewart Street toward home, he glares off to First Hill and the mansions of James Hoge, Judge Cornelius Hanford, Morgan Carkeek and the rest of the new rich, whose garden parties, tennis tournaments and out-of-town guests are covered breathlessly in the local society columns.
To Joe, those mansions are impossible dreams, even more remote than the merchandise in the windows along First Avenue. He is going nowhere.
Joe gives in and spends the two cents for an afternoon Times. "FAIRY TALE," reads the main headline:
The Fabulous Wealth of the Clondyke
Tom Lippy's Luck
Seattle man takes out $65,000
The story is datelined San Francisco, where the steamer Excelsior arrived on Thursday from St. Michaels, Alaska, delivering a group of miners from someplace called "Dawson City" in Canada's Yukon Territory. Lippy, the dispatch reads, is among them, and he has returned a wealthy man. In all, about 40 passengers are carrying a fabulous $750,000 treasure in gold dust and nuggets.
And there is the rumor of more to come - another steamer, bearing an even more fabulous cargo.
And this one is due in Seattle.
My gawd! Joe says to himself. He's seen the newspaper advertisements for the goldfields of Cook Inlet and the Yukon. He's seen the prospectors packing up their outfits down at Cooper & Levy. He's even heard about leather bags filled with gold dust being carried off Alaska steamers.
But Tom Lippy, the bookish schoolteacher from the YMCA, now worth $65,000! If Lippy can get find his fortune up there, then anybody can.
other posts by me on this topic including possible future updates by me and including: http://hvom.blogspot.com/2018/05/first-contact.html
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0117731/releaseinfo
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Star Trek: First Contact (1996)
Release Info
USA 18 November 1996 (Hollywood, California) (premiere)
USA 22 November 1996
Star Trek: First Contact (1996)
Full Cast & Crew
James Cromwell ... Zefram Cochran
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https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0083131/quotes
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Stripes (1981)
Quotes
John Winger: Training, sir.
Soldiers: Training, sir.
General Barnicke: What kind of training?
- posted by Kerry Burgess 02:03 AM Pacific Time Spokane Valley Washington USA Wednesday 03 July 2019
