Black Holes and Random Patches

There was going to be such a huge gap between the last post and the next one that I thought I’d throw in a quick one just so everybody didn’t think that the Girl Scout Mafia (wearing official scarves, of course) finally caught up to me.
In case you’re not familiar with them, black holes really aren’t holes. Because I don’t feel like coming up with something in my own words, here’s a description from NASA Science:
Don’t let the name fool you: a black hole is anything but empty space. Rather, it is a great amount of matter packed into a very small area – think of a star ten times more massive than the Sun squeezed into a sphere approximately the diameter of New York City. The result is a gravitational field so strong that nothing, not even light, can escape.

A few weeks ago, the Girl Scouts Voices Count surveys were sent out. Both of my girls and I each received one. A few years ago my oldest got a t-shirt for completing one! Where’s mine? Maybe it could read, “I FILLED OUT THIS REALLY LONG SURVEY AND ALL I GOT WAS THIS LOUSY T-SHIRT.”
In 1983, Troop 20 followed our 
For those of you who are not familiar with it, Camp Mary Elizabeth is a Girl Scout camp located in Spartanburg, South Carolina. It’s a neat little camp, and it has its own sweet charm. It’s one out of only two urban Girl Scout camps in the United States. I had my outdoor training there, and it’s where I