Update: More night photography. Obviously I need a filter (an expensive one with lots of features, maybe two or three really nice top-notch jobbies just to be safe) for that lens flare but I liked the clouds.
Update 2: Cropped, per Nicole’s suggestion.
I have been hunting high and low for some alternative to the hated CFL’s.
Hey! I know… there’s this thing called an incandescent ****ing bulb you congress-cretin misanthropes. Oh, we’re not allowed to use those by fiat, huh? So much for fiat lux.
So I’ve been hunting high and low and reading so many specs that are outright lies. Outright lies. My background is optics. I know a thing or two about photons. And I can say without a trace of arrogance (here, anyway) that if I am having a hell of a time deciphering whether the manufacturer means lumens, luminous efficacy, watts (for real), or apparent wattage replacement – and – whether they just made a boo-boo when their numbers don’t work out or if they told an outright lie, then… how the hell can the average person, without a great deal of hassle, tell what the frig they are looking at?
Prices are all over the map, too. If you want a dimmable LED light you can pay $45 or you can pay $13. You get what you pay for on the low end, I’m sure, but do you really get $45 worth of light bulb on the higher end? I dunno. Doubt it.
But I do know my cat’s butt is hanging 75% or better off the edge of his perch and I’m convinced that he can defy gravity; At least my cat’s ass end appears to be lighter than air.
Picture my upcoming Halloween project: To make a pumpkin glow like the noonday sun. While stuck on a pole. While splashed with fake blood. With lightly carved lines of agony on it’s face.
Last year I stuck a halogen worklight up a pumpkin’s butt and had a blast with the neighborhood oooh’ing and ahhhh’ing over it. Problem was that the holes for the eyes and mouth were awfully bright and kids looking the pumpkin in the face were temporarily blinded. But the yard glowed orange.
This year? I want it to brilliantly flame orange.
I figure, and while a certain distinguished gentleman might have observed that my 2KW internal lighting scheme for the pumpkin might be a bit much, I have to forge ahead with the idea because if we screw this up, kittens could die. It may scar some tender young psyches to see such a sight but if we save just one kitten, it’s a price I’m willing to pay. I notice he didn’t argue very hard and kind of said “no” when he meant “yes, yes, yes, for the love of dog, yes” regarding the excessive-force approach.
As he noted, there might be… heat issues. Cruel Wife thought so, too.
So I have pondered on the notion that forced air might mitigate heat-driven agricultural product failure (the squash FMEA chart is all angry-red looking and no green squares in sight). I refuse to water cool or heat-pipe the sucker, though.