This is a photo from yesterday’s partial eclipse taken by Thierry Legault. In it, you can see the sun partially obscured by the moon and by none other than the International Space Station itself! Amazing timing. Click to zoom.
Category Archives: Photo of the day
A picture is worth a thousand words.
Photo of the day #31: Raul Castro
This one is late, but still an interesting one. Here’s the source.
Photo of the day #30: Pumpkins
I took this photo outside of the north Whole Foods Market with my iPhone camera, no post processing. I didn’t even know there were so many kinds of pumpkins!
Photo of the day #29: Hurricane Alex in Monterrey
Found this photo on Flickr. For those who haven’t been to Monterrey, that river is completely dry and there are lots of things inside it (or at least, there were): soccer fields, open air markets, go-kart tracks, golf courses, etc… It is a rare sight to see it flooded.
Photo of the day #28
You’ve been warned. Source.
Photo of the day #27: Abdel Baset al-Megrahi
It doesn’t get any better: The only man convicted for the 1988 bombing of Pan Am Flight 103 that killed 270 people was released today. This is the photo of him getting on a plane to fly back to Libya. Don’t miss the slogan on the stairs.
Photo by NPR
Photo of the day #26: Obama and Lula
Luiz Inacio Lula da Silva gifted Barack Obama a Brazilian soccer jersey just two weeks after Brazil beat the U.S. in the final of the Confederations Cup while meeting during the G8 Summit in Italy.
The optimist inside me predicts that in a few weeks, a sad looking Obama will receive yet another autographed soccer jersey, except this time it will be Felipe Calderón handing it over. Oh yes.
Photo of the day #25: Lobezno
In Spain, they translate EVERYTHING, even movie titles. Oddly enough, I distinctly remember Wolverine was called “Guerpardo” in the Spanish-dubbed X-Men cartoons.
Thanks to Carolina De La Lanza for the photo.
Photo of the day# 24
Photo of the day #23
As I walked back to my car after the 2008 Hanukah (Channukkah? Chanuca? Hannukka?) Casino party, in which I lost all my fake money but walked away with six chocolate coins, I was surprised to see my car surrounded and completely trapped by police cars. “LA MIGRA!!!” yelled my hypothalamus – the same thing I yell when looking to clear out some seats in a packed soccer stadium north of the border.
Then I remembered I’m here legally. The policemen were just enjoying some mediocre pizza at Roppolo’s and promptly let me out. But I thought I’d post this since a) It’s a cool photo and b) I’ve been looking for an opportunity to blur out a license plate.