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spicyayam

About 7pm this evening [ATTACH type="full" alt="3283"]3283[/ATTACH][ATTACH type="full" alt="Agung eruption "]3283[/ATTACH]

spicyayam

* INFORMATION ERUPSI G. AGUNG * The eruption of Mount Agung, Bali has occurred on April 21, 2019 at 6:56 p.m. with the ash column height observed ± 3,000 m above the peak (± 6,142 m above sea level). The ash column was observed to be gray with thick intensity leaning westward. This eruption is recorded on a seismogram with a maximum amplitude of 25 mm and a duration of ± 1 minute 22 seconds. Throw in 2500-3000 meters in all directions At present G. Agung is in Status * Level III (Standby) * with recommendations: (1) Communities around Mount Agung and climbers / visitors / tourists not to do so, do not climb and do not carry out any activities in the Hazard Estimated Zone, namely in all areas within a 4 km radius of the Mount Agung G. Crater. The Estimated Hazard Zone is dynamic and continues to be evaluated and can be changed at any time to follow the latest / most up-to-date G. Agung observation data. (2) Communities that reside and move around the rivers flowing up in Gunung Agung so that they are aware of the potential secondary hazard in the form of rain lava flows which can occur especially during the rainy season and if the eruption material is still exposed in the peak area. The land area of the rain lava follows the upstream rivers in Mount Agung. DATA SOURCE KESDM, Badan Geologi, PVMBG Agung Volcano Observation Post https://magma.vsi.esdm.go.id/

Markit

I'm not sure whether I'm happy or sad that Agung seems to save all it's pyrotechnics for the night time. They say you should be careful what you wish for - this may be a case in point. But you gotta love a volcano, even in your backyard!

mugwump

Johnny this is a wonderful confessional that all of us reticent viewers should admire and emulate. It encourages myself, but being shy and reticent will wait for this to trend.

JohnnyCool

I had my car routinely serviced by Daihatsu middle of last week. It came back spotlessly clean (free bonus). Late Sunday afternoon we went to Mertasari Beach (Sanur) and the wind seemed stronger than usual. It was hard to enjoy drinking a glass of wine and lighting a cigarette was almost impossible. I didn’t think much about it at the time – maybe the kite-season’s blow is a bit earlier this year. The next morning, the car was covered in “dust”. Uh-huh. I put it down to the frenetic pace of building going on all over the place (more villas, more laundries, dive shops, warungs, mini-malls, new spas, language “schools”, etc). I then noticed that I had a runny nose and watering eyes which got worse. Thought I was maybe copping a cold or flu, but it wasn’t that. It was an acute case of hay fever (allergic Rhinitis). First time for me. Then I found out about the two Sunday eruptions from Mt Agung and that the ash clouds blew South West (towards Denpasar, of which Sanur is technically a suburb). I now believe that Mt Agung dusted our car and blessed me with “hay fever”. Went to an [I]apotek[/I] to get some hay fever relief. The ever-helpful lasses asked how they could help me. [I]“I’m after some hay fever medication.”[/I] One took me down a few rows and handed me a packet of Panadol (basically paracetomol). [I]“No, no, sweetheart. I don’t have a [B]high[/B] fever, I have [B]hay[/B] fever, but if you keep shadowing me, I might get both.)[/I] Clawing my way past the other retired [I]legong[/I] dancers, I spoke with some [I]real[/I] pharmacists (I think). They offered me some stuff called Rhinos SR – ten multi-coloured capsules for Rp 66,000 (which I thought were a bit over-priced). I considered asking for a generic version but had had enough by then. Those Rhinos capsules, it turns out, are a pretty heavy duty dose of pseudo ephedrine (120 mg) and loratadine (5 mg). By this time, my nose and eyes were starting to get better by themselves, but just in case, I had one capsule out of curiosity. I even “tested” for potential adverse side-effects by drinking some whisky, a tequila and washed the thing down with straight beer. Nothing untoward and my symptoms receded rapidly. I’ve had two more capsules but I think I’m on top of it. Some may wonder why the alleged volcanic ash invasion of my nose and eyes only affected me. My wife and our Beagle dog were unscathed. I have a theory about that. My parents were both Lithuanian but I suspect there was [I]some[/I] Jewish factor in their ancestry. I don’t know how. Take my nose, for example. It’s not exactly Guiness Book material, but [I]slightly[/I] larger than common fashion stereotypes. It also enables me to smell things better. It can also draw in more ash cloud dust per cubic centimetre than an “average” nose. In that sense, perhaps I could be the canary in the volcanic ash mine? [I]Conclusion:[/I] my nose is bigger than my wife’s. Our Beagle’s nose is definitely more sensitive than my own. (Beagles are sometimes referred to as noses-on-legs.) Now, where did the rest of those capsules go? Hey – Scooby – tell me that you [I]didn’t[/I] chew those seven other ones I was saving. (Joking.) I’ve since mentioned my anecdotal “evidence” to a couple of long-term expat friends. So far, one has made a similar connection. How about [B]you[/B]? :eek::eek:

Markit

OMG - Geriatrics Are Us. I'm sure the forgoing is packed chock full of wisdom and good shit but I haven't got the time to find out.

mugwump

This is ob

JohnnyCool wrote I had my car routinely serviced by Daihatsu middle of last week. It came back spotlessly clean (free bonus). Late Sunday afternoon we went to Mertasari Beach (Sanur) and the wind seemed stronger than usual. It was hard to enjoy drinking a glass of wine and lighting a cigarette was almost impossible. I didn’t think much about it at the time – maybe the kite-season’s blow is a bit earlier this year. The next morning, the car was covered in “dust”. Uh-huh. I put it down to the frenetic pace of building going on all over the place (more villas, more laundries, dive shops, warungs, mini-malls, new spas, language “schools”, etc). I then noticed that I had a runny nose and watering eyes which got worse. Thought I was maybe copping a cold or flu, but it wasn’t that. It was an acute case of hay fever (allergic Rhinitis). First time for me. Then I found out about the two Sunday eruptions from Mt Agung and that the ash clouds blew South West (towards Denpasar, of which Sanur is technically a suburb). I now believe that Mt Agung dusted our car and blessed me with “hay fever”. Went to an [I]apotek[/I] to get some hay fever relief. The ever-helpful lasses asked how they could help me. [I]“I’m after some hay fever medication.”[/I] One took me down a few rows and handed me a packet of Panadol (basically paracetomol). [I]“No, no, sweetheart. I don’t have a [B]high[/B] fever, I have [B]hay[/B] fever, but if you keep shadowing me, I might get both.)[/I] Clawing my way past the other retired [I]legong[/I] dancers, I spoke with some [I]real[/I] pharmacists (I think). They offered me some stuff called Rhinos SR – ten multi-coloured capsules for Rp 66,000 (which I thought were a bit over-priced). I considered asking for a generic version but had had enough by then. Those Rhinos capsules, it turns out, are a pretty heavy duty dose of pseudo ephedrine (120 mg) and loratadine (5 mg). By this time, my nose and eyes were starting to get better by themselves, but just in case, I had one capsule out of curiosity. I even “tested” for potential adverse side-effects by drinking some whisky, a tequila and washed the thing down with straight beer. Nothing untoward and my symptoms receded rapidly. I’ve had two more capsules but I think I’m on top of it. Some may wonder why the alleged volcanic ash invasion of my nose and eyes only affected me. My wife and our Beagle dog were unscathed. I have a theory about that. My parents were both Lithuanian but I suspect there was [I]some[/I] Jewish factor in their ancestry. I don’t know how. Take my nose, for example. It’s not exactly Guiness Book material, but [I]slightly[/I] larger than common fashion stereotypes. It also enables me to smell things better. It can also draw in more ash cloud dust per cubic centimetre than an “average” nose. In that sense, perhaps I could be the canary in the volcanic ash mine? [I]Conclusion:[/I] my nose is bigger than my wife’s. Our Beagle’s nose is definitely more sensitive than my own. (Beagles are sometimes referred to as noses-on-legs.) Now, where did the rest of those capsules go? Hey – Scooby – tell me that you [I]didn’t[/I] chew those seven other ones I was saving. (Joking.) I’ve since mentioned my anecdotal “evidence” to a couple of long-term expat friends. So far, one has made a similar connection. How about [B]you[/B]? :eek::eek:

JohnnyCool

Hi [I]mugwamp "Wonderful confessional?"[/I] Didn't think I was 'confessing' anything. Not sure if you’re being sarcastic, cynical or both. What I [I][B]am[/B][/I] sure of is that the last thing I’d want is for this to [I]trend[/I] (even here). I’m a mix of [I]multiple[/I] ingredients, [I]including[/I] ‘scientific’ stuff. Like an unscientific pizza. I used to build rockets as a kid, built astronomical telescopes by hand, [I]almost[/I] became a hot air balloon pilot (thought better of it), even a navigator on yachts. Also a musician of sorts, sound engineer, composer, lousy published ‘poet’, main-frame IBM computer systems analyst, ‘astronomer’, all round rat-bag, if you will, Topped the lot off by becoming a ‘psychologist’. My life so far has been both convoluted and enriching. And an ‘adventure’ I keep [I]trying[/I] to embrace with whatever gusto I have left before my use-by-date. Like the rest of us. Imagine for a moment being born in Germany on a New Year’s Eve a long time ago with parents fleeing from either the Red Peril, Nazis.(or both). Five years later we ended up in Australia as ‘displaced persons” ([I]could[/I] call us proto ‘boat people’ but we came on a P&O liner - Fairsea or Fairsky – don’t remember). My mom spoke 16 languages, (English was her worst), my dad [I]only[/I] spoke seven and he was a final year medical student somewhere or other (Germany, I think, but I’ve never been able to figure out the whole story). I think one of my many ‘failings’ is being overly verbose. I [I]can[/I] cut to the chase and sometimes I do. I kind of can’t help myself (ironic). [I]Current brain fart moment summary:[/I] Thanks, [I]mugwamp[/I] for your comment here. I appreciate it. Think I’ll have another shot of whisky and ponder deterministic polynomial time. [B]See?[/B] I’m [I]beyond[/I] help. Couldn't help myself anyway because I don't have a 'work permit'. Should see it from my side(s). Safe night wherever you are. (Didn't want to write [B][I]'take care'[/I][/B] - where and how would you take it? Pockets big enough? What if the person you took it to didn't want it? Shades of George Carlin. And I "rest my case"...somewhere.)

harryopal

JohnnyCool wrote Hi [I]mugwamp[/I] ........ I used to build rockets as a kid, built astronomical telescopes by hand, [I]almost[/I] became a hot air balloon pilot (thought better of it), even a navigator on yachts. .....

We used to cut pieces of pipe, pack them with gunpowder from numerous crackers and then add a ball bearing. BANG, These days we would be arrested as terrorists. Also made molotov cocktails. At 11 I had the urge to go ballooning. My notion was to use gas from the gas stove to fill balloons, tie enough of them to the laundry basket and then float away in the sky. Not enough pressure from the gas stove to inflate even one balloon. And cooking gas not being helium even with pressure it wouldn't have floated anyway. To keep this particular site alive perhaps we need a standing "Seen in Bali today" heading to post items of vague interest. Until this week I tended to think of Bali as untidy and, without meaning to be unkind, somewhat overwhelmed with rubbish. Returning after some time in Myanmar and Nepal, Bali seemed incredibly clean, green and tidy.

harryopal

I am talking the end of the forties.... the Korean war. Apart from Werner von Braun we hadn't yet got to thinking about rockets much.( Although I do recall a feature of the newsreels was often with the US test firing another "space rocket" which would mostly blow up soon after ignition to loud cheers from the picture going audience.) There was a large swamp land, industrial area where I guess the water was toxic. No fish or tadpoles but we went swimming with masks anyway. Eerie growths but clear in front while the kicking feet stirred up clouds of sediment behind us.. The ball bearings were for making mini cannons. One fired at a metal bus stop made a loud enough bang and carved a deep groove in the metal shelter that brought the police but of course we were long gone. The Molotov cocktails added interest in our war games. Shanghais firing lead pieces about the size of the last bit of a finger would probably have gone about two hundred metres. Being nature lovers we of course would see if we could hit the water fowl quarter of a mile away. My best friend then, Jimmy leaned back to throw a Molotov cocktail and the rag wasn't tight enough so the kerosene poured over this back and set him alight. He did the the sensible thing and ran to the swamp and was threshing around with his shirt on his back still on fire. But no serious burns. Johnny Cool. "... [B]"Seen in Bali today"[/B]. Where would that start or end? It could go on to the end of the internet. [I]Example[/I]: What I saw in Bali today, so far. Today is May Day, whatever that means for Indonesians. A [B]red[/B] calendar day. So? I had to drive from Sanur to Sukawati. Getting onto the ByPass Road from my street is always a task, (without getting killed or killing someone else), and today was no different. The traffic between Sanur and the “Sun Rise Road” was worse than “normal”. One of the main markets in Sukawati has been demolished, to make way for the next big thing. Dust everywhere. (I thought Agung had erupted again). ...." This site sometimes goes for days without a post so I am a bit concerned it might just wither and die. Perhaps my ill thought ideas might kill it off sooner. Apologies for my vague rant.

JohnnyCool

You [I]nearly[/I] made me choke on today’s medicine. Crackers and a ball bearing ‘payload’? What were you thinking? [QUOTE]We used to cut pieces of pipe, pack them with gunpowder from numerous crackers and then add a ball bearing..[/QUOTE] What was the ball bearing [B]for[/B]? I used to pack Henry Winterman cigar cases with potassium nitrate and sugar and they flew pretty well (better than zinc dust and sulphur). Never considered adding a ball bearing. The aluminium cigar cases [I]looked[/I] like a mini “rocket”. Some of those cigarockets zoomed up to 300 metres. Not [I]too[/I] shabby, especially for “kids”. Emboldened by our ‘successes’, we dreamt up bigger projects. In retrospect, [I]too[/I] ambitious for various reasons. Our age was one. Popping down to an industrial chemical supplier to get a bottle of liquid nitrogen didn’t work. “Our Dad sent us” didn’t work. Apart from those set backs, we actually put together a reasonably “sophisticated” three-stage amateur marvel, including a “nose cone” with a live rat in it. (Believe it or not.) Spent time finding a suitable launch site and “preparing” it for “first light”. I couldn’t make it to “launch day” that Sunday morning in the sand dunes. But my fellow juvenile rocketeers did. And [I]what[/I] they did [I]next[/I] was as stupid as it gets. Probably cruelled any future chances for me to become a [I]real[/I] “rocket scientist”. Tick tick tick and then [ ] [I][B]nothing[/B][/I]. More tick-tick-ticks and still nothing. So they went up to have a closer look. BANG, the thing took off in front of them and they all got badly burnt. Getting an ambulance to that location was impossible then (no smartphones, etc). They had to crawl/walk to a main road. They all survived, [I]eventually[/I]. No idea of what happened to our unnamed test rat. And our “parents” forbade us to make any more rockets. “What, not even [I]little[/I] ones? Yeah, yeah, OK. I know we have a bunch of neighbours without letter boxes lately but we’re budding scientists. We need to [I]test[/I] stuff scientifically and there’s always the risk of some collateral damage” Maybe in the future we might come up with something that everybody wants and needs and rich corporations can make billions of dollars of profit. Like transistors or can openers. I never told my buddies “I warned you, or told you so”. That’s beneath me. Some of us turned to grinding mirrors for telescopes. Much safer. A high school friend of mine and me built a small radio telescope in his parent’s backyard. They thought we were weird. We thought [I]they[/I] were weird. The bloody thing actually “worked”. “Weirdness” never goes away entirely and maybe that’s a good thing. Don’t quite understand [I]why[/I] you were making molotov cocktails. Were you a juvenile pyromaniac in the making? [B]Ballooning for 11 year olds 101.[/B] [LIST="1"] [*]Buy lots of those funny ones with Helium already in them, tie them all together and try your luck. Maybe attach a small pet first and see what happens to it. If you’ve got any left-overs, sniff the gas and have a good laugh or speak in higher registers. [*]Gas from a gas stove is much heavier than hot air, Helium or Hydrogen. Nothing to do with pressure from a gas stove. If you managed to get some into a balloon, light it and you might get a bit of a blast. Do [I]not[/I] add ball bearings (at least not [I]yet[/I]). [/LIST] [QUOTE]...To keep this particular site alive perhaps we need a standing "Seen in Bali today" heading to post items of vague interest. Until this week I tended to think of Bali as untidy and, without meaning to be unkind, somewhat overwhelmed with rubbish. Returning after some time in Myanmar and Nepal, Bali seemed incredibly clean, green and tidy...[/QUOTE] I think that’s a little extreme. Do you think us talking about the hazards of volcanic ash on expat noses, building rockets and the rest is only of “vague interest”? [B]"Seen in Bali today"[/B]. Where would that start or end? It could go on to the end of the internet. [I]Example[/I]: What I saw in Bali today, so far. Today is May Day, whatever that means for Indonesians. A [B]red[/B] calendar day. So? I had to drive from Sanur to Sukawati. Getting onto the ByPass Road from my street is always a task, (without getting killed or killing someone else), and today was no different. The traffic between Sanur and the “Sun Rise Road” was worse than “normal”. One of the main markets in Sukawati has been demolished, to make way for the next big thing. Dust everywhere. (I thought Agung had erupted again). Much more to this story but I’m feeling a bit tired now. Idiot Balinese motorbike riders, a stunning Balinese teen patting my Beagle dog in the dusty warung I was in, etc, can wait for another time. What about [B]Obscene in Bali today? [/B]Same challenges. IMHO, it’s probably time to throw away phrases like [I][B]“Bali – the Island of the Gods”, “Bali – The Morning of the Earth”...”Bali – the Island of the Dogs”[/B][/I][B] [/B](that one ain’t [I]that[/I] funny any more). How about [I][B]“Bali – Plastic Fantastic”?[/B][/I] It’s got a certain ring to it. [B]Or[/B], consider [I][B]“Bali – the Island with the world’s tallest coconut palms”[/B][/I]? I mean by [I]that[/I] buildings in Bali are not [I]supposed[/I] to be higher than a coconut palm. So why are there thousands of buildings everywhere that exceed that “limit”? Beats me. [I]Unless[/I] there is some weird way of measuring heights of plants here. The naked eye can easily see that [I]that[/I] building across the road is obviously taller than any known coconut palm. For example: take Sanur Hardy’s , Renon Plaza, and so on. Even the Daihatsu service centre on the By-Pass near Sanur is taller. Perhaps “officials” measure “heights” from the centre of the Earth. Dunno. Most Westerners believe that Mt Everest is the tallest mountain on the planet. That depends on the frame of reference being used. The volcanic mountain of Hawaii, measured from the sea floor is taller than Everest. And there are others.