Working on an update for eQSL

Sadly I have fallen behind in managing my log entries on eQSL.cc website.
I have updated my membership, and added locations – log uploads are pending.
Starting with the present location working back . . .
I would like to update the eQSL image for each location going back to 1976.
May take a little time. Here is the image I have constructed for the present location.
Whadda ya think ? Feedback anyone ..?.. /;^)

Mother’s Day 2024

A simple Mother’s Day rose from our garden,

to our Mothers – and ALL Mothers past, present, and future….

 

As with my Mother, this rose expresses an appreciation of all things beautiful. Nature provides us with a sense of wonder on every scale. A tiny rosebud that has this potential to unfurl layer after layer of exquisite shape, color, smell – is nothing short of a miracle.

Each of us is a miracle, a product of our Mothers – and what we learn from them.

Every layer of our existence gives us opportunity to further appreciate everything.

 

The gift of a rose carries more meaning than just a pretty flower.

The rose itself is a gift to all of us from Mother Nature.

A rose calls upon us all to appreciate where we came from.

 

When we bought this home last year, there was only one rose bush by the front porch.

It was tall and spindly, sadly neglected, bug-eaten, and down-right ugly.

We have cleaned up the flowerbed, pruned back the rose bush, and given it love.

In appreciation, it has given us this first rose. I wanted to share it’s love.

/;^)

Wizard Mule (a little story)

It’s about time. It’s about space.
It’s about saving our human race.

After arriving at the Asheville SpaceTimeNexus,

my partner and I were briefed on our next mission.

And then we set out through the gateway, each on our own path.

We trusted that the plan would come together.

We work together separately. Some say we have a magical connection.

The details will always be more than classified, in fact there is no other record of this.
I was to pose as a communications officer on a space freighter en-route to Alpha Centauri and to modify some software cargo before it arrived at the inter-galactic wormhole transfer station there. Highly sensitive software is never delivered over any network, only by trusted couriers. In this case the courier is a new quantum computer, my target.

I got the job; radios, computers… Nothing new here.

I’ve handled communications gear most of this lifetime.

Tricky thing about traveling at nearly light speed, one ages considerably.

The process is reversed when (and if) one returns. By the time I arrived at the wormhole portal, I had successfully made some access changes in the software cargo that this freighter was to deliver to the ITC (more on that later).

Arriving at the portal undetected (these are kind of like a truck stop, or a big airport), I gained access to the ITC Timeship as a wizard trying to get a deadhead return trip home. From that position I was able to then further modify some code in that ship’s new quantum computer, again avoiding detection.

This next part was challenging, as I had to split myself into multiple coherent instances to make the changes simultaneously without raising alarms. What may seem like a lifetime flurry of activity, is actually less than the blink of an eye to any outside observer. Think of creating a brief wormhole in a quantum computer, and then erasing any trace in only a few zeptoseconds . .

Not trivial. Do NOT try this at home.

I didn’t learn how to do this by staying at a Holiday Inn.

( BUT, I have stayed at hundreds of HI over these current decades.

Who knows what lingering effects may persist.)

 

Thoughts on being a wizard : Not just anyone can become a wizard.

It is not practical to be a wizard in every lifespan,

As even us wizards need a break now and then.

Somehow over time, it does become a burden – rather than a blessing.

Be careful what you wish for.

I was ready to go home after this trip.

 

SO. Once the mission objective was met.
I created my own ship to get me home before I woke up.

So, what was that mission ?

In a time-traveling future, it can be dangerous to meddle with the past.
There will exist a secret society tasked with gently nudging future events and preventing nefarious individuals from destroying development in emerging civilizations. Several of these dark forces have taken over the Inter-Galactic Transport Cartel (ITC).  Think of an earthly Highway Department stealing farmland to build a new exit ramp or a beltway shortcut.

They feel that they can blast a wormhole through any (relatively) unoccupied location in 3-D space necessary to create new 4-D off-ramp / shortcut, regardless of whether or not any sustainable form of life/intelligence may exist in that path. In their short-sighted view, they had diminished the importance of our little solar system, and ignored the gravitational impact of future wormhole traffic on our little sun. Potentially our sun might break apart (explode) before our civilization figures out how to travel beyond our solar system, to find alternate habitable planets in other solar systems.

By diddling the database in the new ITC quantum computer, we successfully slightly modified the timing and location of that new wormhole bypass to avoid our insignificant solar system. Other forces (on this planet even) can easily bring about the collapse of our civilization, but that is beyond the scope of our mission. We do what we have to do.

My partner can tell his own story I’m sure – about endless meetings, software analysis, and regression testing to ensure that our changes would go undetected (and that the outcome would be positive). I leave that to him.

I only delivered a product, a mule you might say.
As long as I can wake up in my own bed the next morning,
and stay    @~    (that is a computer shortcut for “at home”).

But, I live to continue breathing, retired or not. Best life I’ve ever had.
Just playing with my ham radio stuff, like it was somewhere in the future.

/;^)

Christmas Card 2023

Seasonal greetings from our “Happy Place“. Rapidly approaching our 70s, we had gotten tired of living in the city, cooped up in a 1000 SqFt condo. SO, back in the spring we sold that place and bought a real home in rural Caldwell County NC. We now have twice as much space to enjoy our ‘stuff’ – Alan has a room full of radios, computers, and electronic music toys & Sharon has a room with her sewing, jewelry, and potion oils.
We also have ALL the joys of yard work again. /;^)

We are 1/2 mile from a landing on Lake Hickory, of the Catawba River in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains. It is so beautiful here. We chose to not splash this all over Facebook, as we spend less time on there now. We did most of our own packing and moving, and it has taken several months to (mostly) recover. This should keep us busy for a while.

We are happy and healthy, and wish the same for you and yours.
Check Alan’s blog for future updates : https://wb5rmg.wordpress.com

Our new address is : 5016 Hurricane Hill Road, Granite Falls, NC 28630
Please visit if/when you can – write or call if you can’t.