Friday, March 08, 2019

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Wednesday, February 27, 2019

A Humpback Whale Was Found Mysteriously In The Amazon

Friday, February 22, 2019

Israel's Beresheet Moon mission gets under way


 Jews... in... Spaaaaaace!

Israel's Beresheet Moon mission gets under way - http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/science-environment-47313486


Just thinking of some on-board experiments you might find on a Jewish spacecraft,,,

  • Freeze-dried Chicken Soup: Still a potent cold remedy?
  • One and a half-second communication time delay from Moon to Earth: What impact does that have on not calling your Mother?
  • The Jewish Goodbye: Extending the time interval between *saying* you're leaving the Moon and actually leaving the Moon






 

Tuesday, February 19, 2019

The Man With 15,000 Pieces of Chopstick-Wrapper Origami

WE'VE ALL FIDDLED WITH OUR chopstick wrappers when eating out at an Asian restaurant. Creating a chopstick stand is common; folding the paper wrapper into a crane is a bit more advanced. In Japan, the practice is particularly widespread. So much so that six years ago, Yuki Tatsumi began collecting the little origami sculptures left behind, and now has around 15,000.

 Tipping isn't a common practice in Japan, but Tatsumi came to consider the tiny works of art as a symbol of appreciation from diners. "What I once considered trash had now become a treasure, a tip from the customer!" he says, adding that many Japanese people are taught origami as children.

 Keeping an eye out for the little sculptures made his job more enjoyable, and his collection grew to the point that he decided to go all-in. He called the project Japanese Tip, and traveled around Japan collecting chopstick-wrapper origami from restaurants.




This Scientist Explains Complex Concepts With Sushi

 

BY DAY, JANELLE LETZEN IS a postdoctoral research fellow in clinical psychology at Johns Hopkins University. There, she researches the sobering subject of chronic pain.

 But in January of this year, Letzen decided to combine science with her hobby: sushi art. Using brightly colored tuna, avocado, and "krab" meat, her Instagram account the_sushi_scientist visually explains topics ranging from neuroscience to geology.


This Scientist Explains Complex Concepts With Sushi


BY DAY, JANELLE LETZEN IS a postdoctoral research fellow in clinical psychology at Johns Hopkins University. There, she researches the sobering subject of chronic pain.

 But in January of this year, Letzen decided to combine science with her hobby: sushi art. Using brightly colored tuna, avocado, and "krab" meat, her Instagram account the_sushi_scientist visually explains topics ranging from neuroscience to geology.


NY Post headline FTW



 
A classic headline from The New York Post on Friday about Jeff Bezos' accusations that David Pecker, publisher of The National Enquirer, sought to blackmail him

This made me giggle

Another scam email, and his relative wants my help to access his money.

This email included a link to the Ivory Coast militia leader who died, and she assumes the man's first name is "Warlord" because that's what he's called in the news article
<grin>

________________________________________
From: Janet Coulibaly <janetwarlord329@gmail.com>
Sent: Monday, February 18, 2019 11:46 AM
Subject: Dearest

Dearest,

I know this mail will come to you as a surprise since we haven't known or come across each other before considering the fact that I sourced your email contact through the Internet in search of trusted person who can assist me.

I am Miss Janet Warlord Ibrahim Coulibaly 24 years old female from the Republic of Ivory Coast,West Africa ,am the Daughter of Late Chief Sgt.Warlord Ibrahim Coulibaly (a.k.a General IB ). My late father was a well known Ivory Coast militia leader . He died on Thursday 28 April 2011 following a fight with the Republican Forces of Ivory Coast(FRCI). You can red more about me father in the link below :  https://www.theguardian.com/world/2011/apr/28/ivory-coast-renegade-warlord-ibrahim-coulibaly


I am constrained to contact you because of the maltreatment which I am receiving from my step mother. She planned to take away all my late father's treasury and properties from me since the unexpected death of my beloved Father. Meanwhile I wanted to travel to Europe, but she hide away my international passport and other valuable documents. Luckily she did not discover where I kept my father's File which contained important documents. Now I am presently staying in the Mission in Burkina Faso.

I am seeking for long term relationship and investment assistance. My father of blessed memory deposited the sum of US$ 27.5 Million in one bank in Burkina Faso with my name as the next of kin. I had contacted the Bank to clear the deposit but the Branch Manager told me that being a refugee, my status according to the local law does not authorize me to carry out the operation. However, he advised me to provide a trustee who will stand on my behalf. I had wanted to inform my stepmother about this deposit but I am afraid that she will not offer me anything after the release of the money.

Therefore, I decide to seek for your help in transferring the money into your bank account while I will relocate to your country and settle down with you. As you indicated your interest to help me I will give you the account number and the contact of the bank where my late beloved father deposited the money with my name as the next of kin. It is my intention to compensate you with 40% of the total money for your assistance and the balance shall be my investment in any profitable venture which you will recommend to me as have no any idea about foreign investment. Please all communications should be through this email address for confidential purposes (janetwarlord736@gmail.com) .

Thanking you a lot in anticipation of your quick response. I will give you details in my next mail after receiving your acceptance mail to help me ,

Yours sincerely
Miss Janet Warlord Ibrahim Coulibaly
(janetwarlord736@gmail.com)

Friday, February 15, 2019

Odds of 2 people having same birthday

If just 23 people are in a room, there's a better-than-even chance at least two of them have the same birthday.


If two people are in a room together, then there's a 364/365 chance they do not have the same birthday (if we ignore leap years and assume that all birthdays are equally likely), since there are 364 days that are different from the first person's birthday that can then be the second person's birthday.


If there are three people in the room, then the probability that they all have different birthdays is 364/365 x 363/365: As above, once we know the first person's birthday, there are 364 choices of a different birthday for the second person, and this leaves 363 choices for the third person's birthday that are different from those two.


Continuing in this fashion, once you hit 23 people, the probability that all 23 have different birthdays drops below 50%, and so the probability that at least two have the same birthday is better than even.


Thursday, February 14, 2019

Tuesday, February 12, 2019

Darwin Day

Happy Darwin Day to my fellow scientists. 
And may you never earn one of his awards.


Monday, February 11, 2019

“Negative...”

Sunday, February 10, 2019

Mayhem in 5... 4... 3...

Thursday, January 31, 2019

It’s been a problem for ages

Prune burgers


 Serve these at your fast food joint, and you'll have regular customers.
 

Wednesday, January 30, 2019

Ireland weather status: yellow snow

Tuesday, January 29, 2019

The Dangers of the Polar Vortex

(The Borowitz Report)—The so-called polar vortex caused hundreds of injuries across the Midwest today, as people who said "so much for global warming" and similar comments were punched in the face.

In an emergency room in St. Paul, Harland Dorrinson, forty-one, was waiting to be treated for bruising to the facial area after he made a crack about how the below-freezing temperatures meant that climate-change activists were full of shit.


"I'd just finished saying it and boom, out of nowhere someone punched me in the face," he said. "This polar vortex is really dangerous."



Friday, January 18, 2019

NASA movies show how fast light travels from Earth to the moon, Mars


Wednesday, January 16, 2019

Dog breeds really do have distinct personalities


Dog breeds really do have distinct personalities—and they're rooted in DNA

American Kennel Club descriptions of dog breeds can read like online dating profiles: The border collie is a workaholic; the German shepherd will put its life on the line for loved ones. Now, in the most comprehensive study of its kind to date, scientists have shown that such distinct breed traits are rooted in a dog's genes. The findings may shed light on human behaviors as well.






Monday, January 14, 2019

Did You Know NASA Creates Posters For Every Space Mission ?


Thursday, January 10, 2019

Life Imitates Art ?


 An episode of the 1950s western TV series 'Trackdown' featured a snake oil salesman named 'Trump' who promised to build a wall in order to prevent the end of the world.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h1D2ynASqe4     <-- whole episode here


Wednesday, January 09, 2019

I, for one, Welcome our fratricidal Silicon Overlords!

 

Self-Driving Tesla Mows Down And "Kills" AI Robot At CES Tech Show

https://www.iflscience.com/technology/selfdriving-tesla-mows-down-and-kills-ai-robot-at-ces-tech-show-/

Friday, January 04, 2019

Job opportunity for Mel Brooks fans


 
"My lab partner used to be the concierge, but he's dead. Now I'm the Lab Concierge!"


Saturday, December 29, 2018

Did Grover drop the F-bomb?


Sunday, December 23, 2018

The Shortest Day

A poem written for the Christmas Revels, an annual seasonal event in Cambridge, Mass. 

The Shortest Day
by Susan Cooper

And so the Shortest Day came and the year died
And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world
Came people singing, dancing,
To drive the dark away.
They lighted candles in the winter trees;
They hung their homes with evergreen;
They burned beseeching fires all night long
To keep the year alive.
And when the new year's sunshine blazed awake
They shouted, revelling.
Through all the frosty ages you can hear them
Echoing behind us - listen!
All the long echoes, sing the same delight,
This Shortest Day,
As promise wakens in the sleeping land:
They carol, feast, give thanks,
And dearly love their friends,
And hope for peace.
And now so do we, here, now,
This year and every year.

Bob

Friday, December 21, 2018

unwise




Thursday, December 20, 2018

 

Bob

Tuesday, December 18, 2018

: Misery loves company



Friday, December 14, 2018

Mothers Tweet about living with a Toddler

 

Monday, December 03, 2018

Say again ?


 

Wednesday, November 28, 2018

Surely a candidate for next year's igNobel prize


A team of intrepid doctors swallowed Lego heads for science.



Matt Damon, always needing to be rescued


Friday, November 23, 2018

You have been warned!

 
Subject: Status Update for RO #28833 [2012 SUBA IMPREZA].

Your vehicle is now getting prepped for paint. Next stop, the paint booth.

PRIVILEGE AND CONFIDENTIALITY NOTICE: This e-mail is confidential and should not be used by anyone who is not the original intended recipient. It should not be photocopied, transmitted via walkie-talkie, CB radio, satellite dish, cable TV, overhead projector, smoke signal, Morse code, pig Latin, sign language, short hand, or any other means. This e-mail is under no circumstances to be translated into French. This e-mail is not to be ridiculed, mocked, judged in a competition, or read aloud in funny accents while wearing fake mustaches and/or hats of any sort including, but not limited to, bandanas. Do not taunt or provoke this e-mail. People taking certain prescription medications may experience nausea, dizziness, hysteria, vomiting, and temporary loss of short term memory while reading this e-mail. Please consult your physician before reading this e-mail. All vehicle models depicted in this email are 18 years old or older...or not. If you have received this e-mail in error, it's probably because I am so consumed by self-importance that I wasn't paying any attention to whom I addressed it.

Wednesday, November 21, 2018

Thanksgiving: Give Thanks for Eels and Spam


This Thanksgiving, millions of Americans will sit down to a traditional meal in celebration of all that the New World has given us.

In memory of our ancestors —or the ancestors of the people who bought our ancestors, or the ancestors of the people who decided our ancestors didn't really deserve land if they weren't going to properly exploit it, or the ancestors of the people who resented our ancestors for coming over here and taking all the jobs they didn't want —we'll sit down to a table loaded with the same traditional foods they had at the first Thanksgiving.

First, Mother will bring out the eels and cod. Who doesn't have fond memories of seeing a huge plate of grilled eels and cod set down on the dinner table? Make sure Grandpa gets the eyes! Of course, nobody would expect to eat just one type of seafood on Thanksgiving. Mussels and clams are in abundance, although some poor families make do with lobster.

Naturally, the centerpiece of any Thanksgiving meal is the birds. Turkey is a popular choice, but to many people Thanksgiving just wouldn't be Thanksgiving without at least a couple roasted ducks and a swan or two.

The kids would just as soon eat nothing but birds and shellfish, and maybe a few wild berries, but the grown-ups are there to make sure they eat their vegetables. No dessert until you eat your dried corn, beetroot and beans.

Yeah, OK, swan and eel are pretty much off the Thanksgiving menu these days. Instead we eat various traditional foods that weren't at what's widely considered the ur-Thanksgiving, at least in the United States.

Candied yams —actually sweet potatoes, but "yam" is a fun word —wouldn't be invented for almost 200 years. If anyone thought to mash potatoes with butter and milk before the 1700s, they kept it to themselves. And as for green beans with fried onions and condensed cream of mushroom soup … I'll let you ponder that one.

Tuesday, November 20, 2018

... the real story of the first Thanksgiving

 
Calvin Trillin's Campaign to Make Spaghetti Carbonara the National Dish for Thanksgiving
 
... the real story of the first Thanksgiving

[The following has been shamelessly excerpted from "Third Helpings," by Calvin Trillin]:

I have been campaigning to have the national Thanksgiving dish changed from turkey to spaghetti carbonara.

It does not take much historical research to uncover the fact that nobody knows if the Pilgrims really ate turkey at the first Thanksgiving dinner. The only thing we know for sure about what the Pilgrims ate is that it couldn't have tasted very good. Even today, well brought-up English girls are taught by their mothers to boil all veggies for at least a month and a half, just in case one of the dinner guests turns up without his teeth... 

It would also not require much digging to discover that Christopher Columbus, the man who may have brought linguine with clam sauce to this continent, was from Genoa, and obviously would have sooner acknowledged that the world was shaped like an isosceles triangle than to have eaten the sort of things that the English Puritans ate. Righting an ancient wrong against Columbus, a great man who certainly did not come all this way only to have a city in Ohio named after him, would be a serious historical contribution. Also, I happen to love spaghetti carbonara.

[In our family]...Thanksgiving has often been celebrated away from home. It was at other people's Thanksgiving tables that I first began to articulate my spaghetti carbonara campaign--although, since we were usually served turkey, I naturally did not mention that the campaign had been inspired partly by my belief that turkey is basically something college dormitories use to punish students for hanging around on Sunday... I reminded everyone how refreshing it would be to hear sports announcers call some annual tussle the Spaghetti Carbonara Day Classic.

I even had a ready answer to the occasional turkey fancier at those meals who insist that spaghetti carbonara was almost certainly not what our forebears ate at the first Thanksgiving dinner. As it happens, one of the things I give thanks for every year is that those people in the Plymouth Colony were not my forebears. Who wants forebears who put people in the stocks for playing the harpsichord on the Sabbath or having an innocent little game of pinch and giggle?

Finally there came a year when nobody invited us to Thanksgiving dinner. Alice's theory was that the word had got around town that I always made a pest out of myself berating the hostess for serving turkey instead of spaghetti carbonara...

However it came about, I was delighted at the opportunity we had been given to practice what I had been preaching--to sit down to a Thanksgiving dinner of spaghetti carbonara.

Naturally, the entire family went over to Rafetto's pasta store on Houston Street to see the spaghetti cut . I got the cheese at Joe's dairy, on Sullivan, a place that would have made Columbus feel right at home--there are plenty of Genoese on Sullivan, no Pilgrims--and then headed for the pork store on Carmine Street for the bacon and ham. Alice made the spaghetti carbonara. It was perfection. I love spaghetti carbonara. Then I began to tell the children the story of the first Thanksgiving:

In England, along time ago, there were people called Pilgrims who were very strict about making everyone observe the Sabbath and cooked food without any flavor and that sort of thing, and they decided to go to America, where they could enjoy Freedom to Nag. The other people in England said, "Glad to see the back of them." In America, the Pilgrims tried farming, but they couldn't get much done because they were always putting their best farmers in the stocks for crimes like Suspicion of Cheerfulness. The Indians took pity on the Pilgrims and helped them with their farming, even though the Indians thought that the Pilgrims were about as much fun as teenage circumcision. The Pilgrims were so grateful that at the end of their first year in America they invited the Indians over for a Thanksgiving meal.
 
The Indians, having had some experience with Pilgrim cuisine during the year, took the precaution of taking along one dish of their own. They brought a dish that their ancestors had learned from none other than Christopher Columbus, who was known to the Indians as "the big Italian fellow." The dish was spaghetti carbonara--made with pancetta bacon and fontina and the best imported prosciutto. The Pilgrims hated it. They said it was "heretically tasty" and "the work of the devil" and "the sort of thing foreigners eat." The Indians were so disgusted that on the way back to their village after dinner one of them made a remark about the Pilgrims that was repeated down through the years and unfortunately caused confusion among historians about the first Thanksgiving meal. He said, "What a bunch of turkeys!"

.

Bob

Friday, November 16, 2018

Not the best and the brightest in the produce department