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Amazon Prime Air is registering freight airplanes with prime numbers. Their first Amazon-branded plane (a Boeing 767) has tail number N1997A. Now that they've gotten a mundane choice out of the way (Amazon went public in 1997), I'll be curious to see what other primes they pick.
Well. Planespotters.net lists nineteen planes in Amazon Prime Air's fleet:
  N191AZ  N307AZ  N311AZ  N313AZ  N331AZ
  N337AZ  N347AZ  N353AZ  N359AZ  N1049A
  N1093A  N1217A  N1229A  N1321A  N1327A
  N1361A  N1373A  N1427A  N1997A
and yes, all those numbers are prime.

Every one of those planes is a Boeing 767. 767 is not prime, alas. tiemoiréNeil Gorsuch, under consideration to serve on the US Supreme Court, wore the tie shown to the left during his confirmation hearing today. In streaming video, moiré patterns as shown to the right wobbled as he shifted around in his seat. Wikipedia: newscasters and other professionals who appear on TV regularly are instructed to avoid clothing which could cause the effect.

Call me a geek, but I cannot imagine being Gorsuch's age and not knowing what moiré patterns are and how distracting they look on video. There are more important things to consider about Gorsuch, but this is the 21st century and it behooves one not to be clueless about technology.

Not that it would be beyond a Republican to feign cluelessness. To be naïve to the ways of broadcast media is a plus in some quarters.

Your guess is as good as mine as to why Gorsuch wore a moiré‑prone tie (and whether he'll wear another one when hearings continue tomorrow). photo by Desert X; click to embiggen somewhat
One of several art installations the Palm Springs area is currently subject to.

Not bad, although where's the sport in having permission to put stuff on a billboard.
From today's Miami Herald:
A Miami defense lawyer's pants burst into flames Wednesday afternoon as he began his closing arguments in front of a jury — in an arson case.

Stephen Gutierrez, who was arguing that his client's car spontaneously combusted and was not intentionally set on fire, had been fiddling in his pocket as he was about to address jurors when smoke began billowing out his right pocket, witnesses told the Miami Herald.

He rushed out of the Miami courtroom, leaving spectators stunned. After jurors were ushered out, Gutierrez returned unharmed, with a singed pocket, and insisted it wasn't a staged defense demonstration gone wrong, observers said.

Instead, Gutierrez blamed a faulty battery in an e-cigarette, witnesses told the Miami Herald.

...

Gutierrez was representing Claudy Charles, 48, who is accused of intentionally setting his car on fire in South Miami-Dade. He had just started his closing arguments when the fire broke out. Jurors convicted Charles anyway of second-degree arson.
You can't make this stuff up. Lepus californicus
jackrabbit, unfazed by snow flurries this afternoon.
29 second video at https://youtu.be/h5EugAtQibg
click to embiggen My dad, standing in front of what was one of my favorite trees. 1989 or so.

The tree was moved to this location in 1915 when it was already about 70 years old and weighed 28 tons. It started succumbing to fungus and borers by 1997 and was cut down in 2006.

All the links in my 2003 blog posting about the tree have died, so try this article, this pic with description, or even Wikipedia. especially the dog
Dog, sun, friends, rock.
I stopped at a gas station this afternoon. The dog pictured below out got out of a car and everyone who saw him was entranced. He exhibited a cool mixture of puppyish curiosity and serene detachment. He's a Neapolitan Mastiff, six months old.Neapolitan Mastiff
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Nuttall's woodpecker (male), this morning.
22 second video at https://youtu.be/-A3NG7nkF38
Last night I dreamt I was out of the USA, staying at a hotel that was crawling with secret agents from various countries. They were all trying to induce Americans (and presumably citizens of other countries) to defect. I don't know what they saw in me but I was getting accosted right and left. The hotel was littered with phony passports and other paraphernalia one might use to support an assumed identity. My own passport was stolen midway during the dream which gave agents leverage: with how much difficulty awaited me should I try to return to the USA, their offer started to look better. One guy started rattling off (in Russian) the terms of his offer, not caring that I wasn't understanding a word he said. He seemed to think it was a seller's market.

Other agents used force. One shot a tranquilizing drug at me but it didn't take effect.

I tried to duck into a restaurant. The maître d' spoke German and tried to recruit me.

Traveling internationally and somehow not having my passport is a recurring theme in my dreams but this was the first with a defection angle. I suspect that an article I read yesterday (about Israel inducing an Iraqi pilot to defect with his MiG‑21) planted the seed.