by me, Kerry Burgess, 10/29/2026 07:53 AM
I have already explained here my point of examining this information.
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https://inwweather.com/weather
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The Day After Tomorrow (2004)
Quotes
Jack Hall: When this storm is over, we'll be in a new ice age.
Terry Rapson: My God.
https://www.kxly.com/news/local-news/noaa-winter-outlook-trending-cool-and-wet-for-the-inland-northwest/article_ad38e17a-7cfa-451d-874e-94af1c2e86a7.html
KXLY
NOAA Winter Outlook trending cool and wet for the Inland Northwest
Matt Gray Oct 17, 2025
SPOKANE, Wash.-- NOAA released its official winter forecast for the United States on X, and it's an optimistic one for the drought-stricken Inland Northwest.
The winter outlook leans towards above-normal precipitation for December through February in Washington and Idaho. It also leans toward colder-than-normal conditions for the Inland Northwest.
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The Day the Earth Stood Still (1951)
Quotes
Professor Barnhardt: Such power exists?
Klaatu: I assure you, such power exists.
The Day the Earth Stood Still (1951)
(from internet transcript)
You mentioned a demonstration of force.
- Yes.
- Would one be possible before the meeting?
- Yes, of course.
Something to dramatise for them and
their people the seriousness of the situation.
- Something to affect the entire planet.
- That can easily be arranged.
I wouldn't want you to harm
anybody or destroy anything.
Leave it to me.
I'll think of something.
Maybe a little demonstration.
Something dramatic,
but not destructive.
That's quite an
interesting problem.
Would the day after tomorrow
be all right, say about noon?
(radio) There are no
further developments,
but police and the FBI are tracing every
possible clue and rounding up all suspects...
From 5/23/1948 ( premiere US film "I Wouldn't Be in Your Shoes" ) To 7/16/2004 ( premiere US TV series "Stargate: Atlantis" ) is 20508 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 12/26/2021 ( ) is 20508 days
From 11/5/2013 ( me, Kerry Burgess, illustrations ) To 12/26/2021 ( ) is 2973 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 12/23/1973 ( biographical - Gerard Kuiper dead ) is 2973 days
Google: snow spokane "december 26, 2021"
[retrieved 10/29/2026]
On December 26, 2021, the Spokane area experienced a winter storm and a snow squall warning issued by the National Weather Service, bringing 1 to 3 inches of snow and marking the start of a major arctic blast.
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From: Kerry Burgess
Sent: Monday, September 23, 2013 12:05 PM
To:
Subject:
Everything still on track for me to move-in?
I am turning in my keys here on Thursday and then I am planning to be at your office at 9 am on Friday the 27th.
http://hvom.blogspot.com/2013/08/a-foxfire-just-swept-over-us.html
posted by H.V.O.M - Kerry Wayne Burgess 6:23 PM Pacific Time near Seattle Washington State USA Thursday 15 August 2013
[titled by me:] A Foxfire just swept over us
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0101775/quotes
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Drop Dead Fred (1991)
Quotes
Fred: Well why don't we harpoon Charles straight through the head, drag him back to the apartment, and hit him with a hammer until he agrees to come back?
Elizabeth: Harpoon him through the head. That won't work Fred.
O Brother Where Art Thou
Homer Stokes, servant of|the little man. Right, little fella?
He ain't lyin'!
Ladies and gentlemen,|the little man has admonished me
to grasp the broom of reform
and sweep this state clean!
It's gonna be,|"Back to the flour mill, Pappy"!
The interests can handle themselves!
Come Tuesday,|we're gonna sweep the rascals out!
Star Trek: First Contact
PICARD: There's a... There's a new faction that wants to prevent your launch tomorrow morning. But we're here to help you. This may be difficult for you to accept, but you are not in Montana anymore. You are on a ship, ...a spaceship, orbiting the Earth at an altitude of...
LILY: If you want to help me, get me out of here.
PICARD: All right. ...You want a way out. Here it is.
(Picard opens a panel in the hull revealing a view of Earth)
LILY: What is this?
PICARD: Australia, New Guinea, The Solomons. Montana will be up soon but you may want to hold your breath. It's a long way down.
Star Trek: First Contact
[Montana settlement]
LILY: Come on.
COCHRANE: Good night Eddie. (to Lily) ...Go home.
Star Trek: First Contact
[Enterprise-E bridge]
PICARD: Data, put Starfleet frequency one four eight six on audio.
DATA: Aye sir.
FLEET COMMUNICATIONS: Flagship to Endeavor. Standby to engage at grid A-fifteen. ...Defiant and Bozeman, fall back to mobile position one. ...Acknowledge. ...We have it in visual range.
Star Trek: First Contact
[Montana settlement]
(while Lily watches the Enterprise enters the vortex. Cochrane is socialising in the bar with the Vulcans.
Tom Clancy
Red Storm Rising
17 - The Frisbees of Dreamland
Lockheed called her the Ghostrider. The pilots called her the Frisbee, the F-19A, the secretly developed Stealth attack fighter. She had no corners, no box shapes to allow radar signals to bounce cleanly off her. Her high-bypass turbofans were designed to emit a blurry infrared signature at most. From above, her wings appeared to mimic the shape of a cathedral bell. From in front, they curved oddly toward the ground, earning her the affectionate nickname of Frisbee. Though she was a masterpiece of electronic technology inside, she usually didn't use her active systems. Radars and radios made electronic noise that an enemy might detect, and the whole idea of the Frisbee was that she didn't seem to exist at all.
Far over their heads on both sides of the border, hundreds of fighter aircraft played a deadly game of bluff, racing toward the border and then turning away, both sides trying to goad the other into committing to battle. Each side had airborne radar aircraft with which to control such a battle and so gain the advantage in a war which, though few yet knew it, had already begun.
And we're getting a quick one in, Ellington thought. We're finally doing something smart! He'd had a hundred missions over Vietnam in the first production F-111A fighters. The Duke was the Air Force's leading expert on covert low-level missions, and it was said that he could "bull's-eye a chuckhole in a Kansas tornado at midnight." That wasn't quite true. The Frisbee could never handle a tornado. The sad truth was that the F-19 handled like a pig-a consequence of her ungainly design. But Ellington didn't care. Being invisible was better than being agile, he judged, knowing that he was about to prove or disprove that proposition.
The Frisbee squadron was now penetrating the most concentrated SAM belt the world had ever known.
"Range to primary target is now sixty miles," Eisly advised. "All onboard systems continue nominal. No radars are locked onto us. Lookin' good, Duke."
"Roger." Ellington pushed the stick forward and dived as they passed over the crest of a small hill, then bottomed out at eighty feet over a wheatfield. The Duke was playing his game to the limit, drawing on years of experience in low-level attacks. Their primary target was a Soviet IL-76 Mainstay, an AWACS-type aircraft that was circling near Magdeburg, agreeably within ten miles of their secondary target, the E-8 highway bridges over the Elbe at Hohenroarthe. The mission was getting a lot hairier. The closer they got to the Mainstay the more radar signal hit their aircraft, its intensity growing at a square function. Sooner or later, enough signal would be reflected back to the Mainstay to be detectable, even by curved wings made of radar-transparent composites. All the Stealth technology did was to make radar detection harder, not impossible. Would they be seen by the Mainstay? If so, when, and how quickly would the Russians react?
Keep her on the deck, he told himself. Play the game by the rules you've practiced out. They had rehearsed this mission for nine days in "Dreamland," the top-secret exercise area in the sprawl of Nellis Air Force Base, Nevada. Even the E-3A Sentry could barely make them out at forty miles, and the Sentry was a far better radar platform than the Mainstay, wasn't it?
That's what you're here to find out, boy . . .
There were five Mainstays on duty, all a hundred klicks east of the inter-German border. A nice safe distance, what with over three hundred fighters between them and the border.
"Twenty miles, Duke."
"Right. Call it off, Don."
"Roge. Still no fire-control emanations on us, and no search stuff is lingering our way. Lots of radio chatter, but mostly west of us. Very little VOX coming from the target."
Ellington reached his left hand down to arm the four AIM-9M Sidewinder missiles hanging under his wings. The weapon-indicator light blinked a lethal, friendly green.
"Eighteen miles. Target appears to be circling normally, not taking evasive action."
Ten miles to the minute, Ellington computed in his mind, one minute forty seconds.
"Sixteen miles." Eisly read the numbers off a computer readout keyed to the NAVSTAR satellite navigation system.
The Mainstay would not have a chance. The Frisbee would not begin to climb until she was directly underneath the target. Fourteen miles. Twelve. Ten. Eight. Six miles to the converted air transport.
"The Mainstay just reversed her turn-yeah, she's jinking. A Foxfire just swept over us," Eisly said evenly. A MiG-25 interceptor, presumably acting on instructions from the IL-76, was now searching for them. With its high power and small arc, the Foxfire stood a good chance of acquiring them, Stealth technology or not. "The Mainstay might have us."
"Anything locked on us?"
"Not yet." Eisly's eyes were glued to the threat-receiver instruments. No missile-control radars had centered on the Frisbee yet. "Coming under the target."
"Right. Climbing now." Ellington eased back on his stick and punched up full afterburners. The Frisbee's engines could only give him Mach 1.3, but this was the place to use all the power he had. According to the weather people, these clouds topped out at twenty thousand feet, and the IL-76 would be about five thousand above that. Now the Frisbee was vulnerable. No longer lost in the ground clutter, her engines radiating their maximum signature, the Stealth aircraft was broadcasting her presence.
Tom Clancy
Red Storm Rising
19 – Journeys End/Journeys Begin
"Take her up to periscope depth," he ordered. "It's time to check for orders, and we'll try an ESM sweep to see what's happening."
Not a simple procedure, that. The submarine came up slowly, cautiously, turning to allow her sonar to make certain that there was not a ship around.
"Raise the ESM."
An electronics technician pressed the button to raise the mast for his broad-band receiver. The board lit up instantly.
"Numerous electronic sources, sir. Three J-band search sets, lots of other stuff. Lots of VHF and UHF chatter. The recorders are going."
That figures, McCafferty thought. The odds against having anyone here after us are pretty low, though. "Up scope."
The captain angled the search-scope lens upward to scan the sky for a nearby aircraft and made a quick turn around the horizon. He noticed something odd, and had to angle down the lens to see what it was.
There was a green smoke marker not two hundred yards away. McCafferty cringed and spun the instrument back around. A multiengine aircraft was coming out of the haze-directly in at them.
The captain reached up and spun the periscope wheel, lowering the instrument. "Take her down! All ahead flank! Make your depth eight hundred feet!" Where the hell did he come from?
The submarine's engines fairly exploded into action. A flurry of orders had the helmsmen push their controls to the stops.
"Torpedo in the water, starboard side!'' a sonarman screamed.
McCafferty reacted at once. "Left full rudder!"
"Left full rudder, aye!" The speed log was at ten knots and rising quickly. They passed below one hundred feet.
"Torpedo bearing one-seven-five relative. It's pinging. Doesn't have us yet."
"Fire off a noisemaker."
Seventy feet aft of the control room, a five-inch canister was ejected from a launcher. It immediately started making all kinds of noise for the torpedo to home in on.
"Noisemaker away!"
Star Trek: First Contact
PICARD: I think it's time we made a discrete exit.
RIKER: Riker to Enterprise. Stand by to beam us up.
LILY: You've got to go? ...I envy you. The world you're going to.
PICARD: I envy you. Taking these first steps into a new frontier. ...I shall miss you, Lily.
(Picard kisses her on the cheek)
PICARD: Picard to Enterprise. Energise.
[Enterprise-E bridge]
PICARD: Report.
WORF: The moon's gravitational field obscured our warp signature. The Vulcans did not detect us.
LAFORGE: Captain, I've reconfigured our warp field to match the chronometric readings of the Borg sphere.
PICARD: Recreate the vortex, Commander.
LAFORGE: Aye sir.
RIKER: All decks report ready.
DATA: Helm standing by.
PICARD: Mister Data, lay in a course for the twenty-fourth century. I suspect our future is there waiting for us.
- posted by H.V.O.M - Kerry Wayne Burgess 6:23 PM Pacific Time near Seattle Washington State USA Thursday 15 August 2013
[ends, by me, Kerry Burgess, 08/15/2013]
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https://gonzaganow.weebly.com/blog/snow-tweets
Gonzaga
Snow Tweets
11/5/2013
November 5, 2013. A white blanket of snow coated campus and surprised all the students asleep in their beds. It was an unusual surprise just five days after Halloween, and the students were not expecting it. As morning came so did the tweets.
First big snow storm hits Inland Northwest - Spokane
krem.com
Published: 3:00 PM PST November 5, 2013. SPOKANE, Wash. -- The snow early Tuesday caught multiple drivers off guard.
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To 11/24/1966 ( premiere USA TV series episode "Star Trek"::"The Menagerie - Part II" ) From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) is 387 days
774 = 387 + 387
To 11/5/2013 ( ) From 9/23/2011 ( narcotics-crime-cartel-lawyer-in-chief Barack Obama, 44th president of USA federal government 2009-2017: Remarks on the No Child Left Behind Act ) is 774 days
From 12/8/2003 ( premiere USA TV miniseries "Battlestar Galactica" ) To 11/5/2013 ( ) is 3620 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 10/1/1975 ( Gerald Ford, 38th president of USA federal government 1974-1977: Remarks on Arrival at Offutt Air Force Base, Nebraska ) is 3620 days
To 12/12/2008 ( premiere USA film "The Day the Earth Stood Still" ) From 12/9/1960 ( astronaut Alan Shepard's Mercury spacecraft was delivered to Cape Canaveral ) is 17535 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 11/5/2013 ( ) is 17535 days
From 11/23/2010 ( premiere USA TV series episode "Stargate Universe"::"Visitation" ) To 11/5/2013 ( ) is 1078 days
1078 = 539 + 539
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 4/25/1967 ( biographical - Benjamin Delahauf Foulois dead ) is 539 days
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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Benjamin_Foulois
Benjamin Foulois
From Wikipedia [retrieved again 10/29/2026]
Benjamin Delahauf Foulois (December 9, 1879 – April 25, 1967) was a United States Army general who learned to fly the first military planes purchased from the Wright brothers. He became the first military aviator as an airship pilot, and achieved numerous other military aviation "firsts". He led strategic development of the Air Force in the United States.
http://www.af.mil/AboutUs/Biographies/Display/tabid/225/Article/107091/major-general-benjamin-delahauf-foulois.aspx
(from internet)
U.S. AIR FORCE
MAJOR GENERAL BENJAMIN DELAHAUF FOULOIS
Retired January 01,1936 Died April 25,1967
Benjamin Delahauf Foulois was born in Washington, Conn., in 1879. Enlisting as a private in the First United States Volunteer Engineers July 7, 1898, he served in Puerto Rico until January 1899, when he was mustered out as a sergeant. On June 17, 1899, he enlisted as a private in the Regular Army and served with the 19th Infantry, rising to the grade of first sergeant. Going to the Philippine Islands in August 1899, he participated in campaigns on Luzon, Panay and Cebu. He was commissioned a second lieutenant of Infantry February 2, 1901.
one of the first three officers in the Army to operate the first military airplane purchased by the Government from the Wright Brothers in 1909. He accompanied Orville Wright on the final trial flight
General Foulois was in charge of the first airplane owned and used in the service of the U.S. Army. He was the only pilot, navigator, instructor, observer and commander in the heavier-than-air division of the U.S. Army from November 1909 to April 1911, and made many mechanical improvements, later incorporated in subsequent models of airplanes. From May to July 1911 he was detailed with the Maneuver Division at San Antonio, and while there he designed and used the first radio receiving set ever used in an airplane in the U.S. Army. During this period he also broke the world cross-country record with a passenger, and carried out the first radio/air reconnaissance problems ever conducted with troops.
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The Day the Earth Stood Still (1951)
Quotes
Professor Barnhardt: Tell me, Hilda, does all this frighten you? Does it make you feel insecure?
Hilda: Yes, sir, it certainly does.
Professor Barnhardt: That's good, Hilda. I'm glad.
- by me, Kerry Wayne Burgess, posted by me: 10:16 AM Pacific-timezone USA Thursday 10/29/2026
