niktemadur

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[–] [email protected] 12 points 1 day ago (1 children)

Then by year two of his lockdown, Newton was inserting a tiny lever under his own eyeball, inside the eye socket, to try and figure out how the eye captures and processes light.

[–] [email protected] 4 points 2 days ago

What time is it?
It's Beer O'clock!

[–] [email protected] 4 points 3 days ago

Wainscoting. Sounds like... a little Dorset village. Wainscoting.

[–] [email protected] 2 points 4 days ago* (last edited 4 days ago)

Oh, we've been getting some lovely heirloom tomatoes in a few stores my town since a couple of years ago.

Or how about this with cherry tomatoes:

  1. Cut in half a couple dozen, place them in a tray with high walls.
  2. Sprinkle with olive oil, salt (I use Lawry's Seasoned) and crack some pepper on top.
  3. Heat them in a toaster oven until they start to caramelize.
  4. Put a couple of large handfuls of baby spinach with sliced red onion, pour more olive oil, toss and put back into toaster oven.
  5. Toss with pincers every couple of minutes until the spinach becomes dehydrated and concentrated.
  6. Stuff into a sandwich like a grilled cheese, or a quesadilla.
[–] [email protected] 4 points 4 days ago (1 children)

...unless you heat them up first, to kill the bacteria; two minutes on HIGH ought to do it.

[–] [email protected] 12 points 4 days ago (2 children)

What would happen if you did the equivalent of feeding your A.I. a healthy diet, then run a parallel system and fed it only burgers and pizza and Doritos?

[–] [email protected] 0 points 5 days ago

Is this LOSS?
Loss of the symmetric crystal structure!

[–] [email protected] 1 points 5 days ago

The moral of the story is: no rusty banal or shitty memory is banal or shitty enough, for these postmodern kids nowadays to NOT commoditize it as "nostalgia". EXACTLY like their boomer parents with their own rusty banal or shitty items in their memory bank.

"I look around me, and the horizon seems to be at the same distance everywhere I look, therefore it must be obvious: I am at the center of the Universe."

[–] [email protected] 8 points 6 days ago

Damn, they got to him before he could get it out.
Curse you, lizard overlords!

[–] [email protected] 7 points 1 week ago

Orange-shooting Man!

[–] [email protected] 1 points 1 week ago

The Battle Of The World Wars Two has begun!

[–] [email protected] 2 points 1 week ago

Squat P, Diddly

 

Wherever there is matter in an ever-thinning universe, there might be an entire cosmologically-sized era dominated by an entirely different chemistry to what we have now.

 

If the answer is YES, a related follow-up question: if each visible color of the spectrum were to measure a centimeter in width, how far would I have to move the sensor from the red to detect the change from infrared to microwave, then to radio?

In the knowledge that Sir William Herschel discovered infrared by repeating Newton's experiment, but with a thermometer to measure the temperature of each component of the spectrum, and after placing the thermometer a bit to the side of the red light, in darkness, noticed quite by accident that the device would still register heat, therefore an invisible yet very real component of light was there, warming the thermometer.

 

Now I'm just being the curious layman here, but a Google/YouTube search proved fruitless.

 

It's one of those pet peeves that rub me the wrong way, and they all seem to do it, whether it's anywhere around The Ringer network, or the Earwolf network, or the Blank Check podcast to name a few, they always say "Ray" instead of "Ralph".

The man's real full name is Ralph Nathaniel Twisleton-Wykeham-Fiennes, quite a fancy mouthful, but not even a hint of "Ray" or "Raymond" in there. Did everyone in the podcasting world decide to pronounce his name wrong on purpose?

 

Me first: in the early 80s, I remember the Vons supermarket chain had their own brand of sour cream dip for potato chips, one flavor that people I know loved was fresh pismo clam, it still had chunks of clam meat in there. One day it got yanked from the shelves and I've never seen it again.

More recently, about a decade ago, Trader Joe's carried cheddar-and-horseradish potato chips, then one day they were gone.

I would love... LOVE... to dip those horseradish chips into that clam dip... sigh.

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