EXTRA CLICK! EXTRA CLICK! EXTRA CLICK! EXTRA CLICK!
*Yikes! /lights up…*
*Ooh is that Armie Hammer, Clicky? …/drags… I like him… /mischievous grin…*
‘Shenanigans (n.)
1855, of uncertain origin. Earliest records of it are in San Francisco and Sacramento, California, U.S. Suggestions include Spanish chanada, a shortened form of charranada “trick, deceit;” or, less likely, German Schenigelei, peddler’s argot for “work, craft,” or the related German slang verb schinäglen. Another guess centers on Irish sionnach “fox.”‘
‘The website’s logo depicts a fox, in reference to a phrase attributed to Archilochus: “The fox knows many things, but the hedgehog knows one big thing.”‘
X: Woah woah woah…what’s all this now?
Cade: Roob is writing a post.
T: And?
Cade: O hi.
T: Hello.
0: Why now?
Cade: I dunno. It popped in my head earlier, there was that thing with the sink, and now…here we are.
Z: One…big…whatever this is.
Cade: I agree.
B: You mean…you concour?
Cade: Rut roh.
B: Long time no see.
Cade: And howdy to you too.
X: Let’s get back to this “Oscar’s” business. Isn’t it actually called something else?
Cade: The Academy Awards.
X: What’s this “Oscar’s” business?
Cade: I dunno. Are you talking Schindler? Or…someone else?
Z: Don’t be coy.
Cade: I’m not.
0: Get to the point…Cade.
Cade: OK, well…water seems to feature heavily within the theme(s) of this year’s Best Picture category.
X: Did you even bother to look at the Animated and/or Documentary sections?
Cade: No I did not. I glanced at the Animated, but didn’t know any of them.
Z: Your kids done all growed up…is that it?
Cade: Kinda. But I don’t know any of these films really, so the best I do is…
B: Adapt?
X: Improvise?
T: Abandon ship?
Z: Run?
0: Compromise?
Cade: Prolly.
X: We’ve not done this in a while. Are you feeling a shade…lost?
Cade: Very much so.
X: Perhaps we should keep this short then.
Cade: Likely a very good idea.
C: I’ve a question before we go. What is that mess that’s been bumping around in that thing you call a head?
Cade: Just trying to focus a bit in a different direction.
A: Commercial venture(s)?
Cade: Not really, but kinda. I can’t sell anything I don’t have to sell.
Z: By my approximation, you’ve nothing to sail.
Cade: Gonna have to go ahead and disagree with you there sparky.
Z: We’ll see.
Cade: Or not.
X: Since when is not seeing, not also…seeing?
Cade: I guess since whenever it is. We tend to equate substance with definition. Something qualify-able. Something quantifiable.
0: What’s “non-quantify-able” about darkness?
Cade: I dunno. Sounds pretty fucking well formed to me.
X: But you cannot see it.
Cade: Sure I can. Just…can’t usually see anything else.
X: I like that.
Cade: 🙂
X: …
*/drags… Ah Clicky, how could I possibly forget you, oh dolphin assistant o’ mine? …/rolls eyes… A Roob-co-Clicky-co-Cade production… /blows smoke… Better? …/pats snout…*
*Cool find, Clicky! …/flicks ash…*
*/:O… Yikes!*
*/shakes head… Tacky, Clicky… /final drag… Very tacky…*
*Oh sorry, I misconstrued…the moon affects tides whether it’s the brightest or Darkest Hour… /stubs butt… Come on… /stretches… It’s getting late, Clicky. Let’s finish up and Get Out of hear…*
‘We have no clue.’
*/squints… Mary J Bilge, Clicky? Come on. Bed… /pats snout…*
Updated: Cade, the Okie Devil of Text US has written an accompanying post 😀
*Mmm… Yummy! …/drools…*
Maybe it’s all just a big joke? Butt the silver screen is beginning to wear a bit thin, isn’t it?
*Her palms don’t look fucking small to me, Clicky…*
Grabity has gone somewherz elses that is not here.
Prolly somewherez elses. But that’s just a guess.
An uneducated guess…of course.
FYI
I guess that I’m wondering about temperature and temperatures. I’ve long held that friction is what makes The Universe go. Yes…in more ways than one. But cha gotta give a little to get a little. Or…you can give a little…then just…chill.
OH! And sorry to start off so rapidly and verbosely today.
I had an idea about temperature(s) with respect to matter(s) and energy/energies, and I don’t wanna forget it like I tend to forget about most shit that I think about. At least until I remember them. And some people are hung up on “pertinence”…so…let’s see if “temperature” is pertinent.
So…good day to you citizen(s).
How is the weather where you be is at?
What is the temperature where you is be at?
I think I spelled almost all of most of some of that correctly.
Temperature.
< 98.6°F < > 98.6°F > < 98.6°F > > 98.6°F <
I mean…I wish I was hot. But I am not. So let’s continue to think in the vein and veins and realm and realms of temperature and temperatures. But in order to do so, we must be complete-ish in our thoughts and thinking. So…let’s just cut right to the chase and think…”birth to death.”
So yeah…engineering and design.
We’ll develop the idea(s) from there.
So irrespective of whether you’ve read any of my previous bullshit, I’ll go ahead and repeat myself here about some thoughts that I have had with respect to things like brake pads, and the materials that they are made from. Afterall, these things are built to fail. That’s how they work. They are designed to wear out and wear off. Remove “the old ones” when they are no longer effective, and slap some new ones on…good as new. However, the primary question that I have posed is…
Yep. That may be a good plan for a while, but how long is that while when we are traversing uncharted territories?
And more than that, what about when those uncharted territories become charted? Common…even.
Accepted?
Acceptable?
Are we keeping track of unacceptable when sailing the seas of the acceptable?
Afterall, these devices are made of and from materials whose primary purpose is to regulate and/or control and/or divert or reduce heat. Asbestos, carbon-fiber, ceramic(s)…all kinds of crazy whacked out shit, that some are trying to make more and more versatile and/or efficient.
So…when going from “particulate” to “particulate” over time, how well are we tracking this shit?
ARE we even tracking it?
Are we able to track it?
I bet someone is gonna have to at some point.
That's just a guess tho.
So I guess I need to bring up anti-freeze, windshield washer fluid, aircraft de-icing fluid(s) and shit like that since we are talking about temperature(s) and shit like that. Because some temperatures are hot, and some are cold. But first, let’s think about body temperature and the regulating of body temperatures with respect to….Asbestos. So…think “Mesothelioma”…since it’s a type of lung cancer that is caused by asbestos.
Yeah…I’ll simplify that.
I dunno. Seems to me maybe that…if a microscopic sliver of Asbestos exists in your lung or any other tissues, the cells might just have difficulty figuring out how to accurately perform cell division and or normal cell function.
That’s what I thought.
Me either.
So in order to think about what I am thinking about with respect to Strontium and Spall in and around nuclear detonation(s) and/or nuclear reactions of the…erm…”acute variety”…since Strontium in these cases tends to head straight to the bone and stop…think about crystals and crystalline structures, salts, fats/oils…and…friction. Specifically…friction welding. Keep X-Rays and Gamma Rays on the brain while watching the following on friction welding…if you so choose to watch it.
Oh…I’m sorry. That was those crazy Finnish idiots over at Beyond The Press finding shit to tear up during the long boring winter.
“Nevermind the mosquitoes…”
Anyway…erm…here’s a video on friction welding if you are interested.
Oh, and I love the comment on the preceding video after the brake rotor/disk flies apart…
lolz
I dunno. I’m a dumbass. Just…brainstorming.
Thinking about spins and spalls, I just wonder how many times a particle may change direction, directions and spin(s) when in a “detectable” motion, and what about after that particle and or particles are no longer detectable by “detector A” and/or “detection method A”? Because now we are talking about “radiation”…which means a different type of spin and spins, that…within the human body…has just gotten even MORE dynamic due to the spins and flows and motion(s) within the human body and its materials/membranes. So thinking about THAT…
So…mutation.
So…DNA.
So…let’s talk about Teflon in the bloodstream.
Actually, I’m not gonna talk about Teflon. If you wanna look it up yourself…feel free. Look up lead cookware while you are at it. It appears that some of our ancestors used that shit to no ill effect. I mean yeah…they’re all dead…but we don’t know what killed them all. We can’t assume the lead cookware killed all of them.
I dunno. Maybe there are people everywhere that are already aware of and/or thinking about shit like this. But I do know this. I shouldn’t have to wait until I or someone else gets sick to find out that someone else was already aware of this shit. I mean…how much do you really need to know about weapons and weaponizing to know that it ain’t no fucking good.
I gots no answers. Only a few things that get me by when thinking about shit like this.
Time and times.
A purpose to every one.
Ethylene
Alkene
Olefin Fiber
Synthetic Fiber
Polyolefin
EPDM Rubber
Heat
Thermal Conduction
Thermal Radiation
Kinetic Theory of Gases
Monatomic Gas
Helium
Bohr Radius
HeliumV
Polytetrafluoroethylene (Redirected from Teflon)
Catheter
Thermoplastic Elastomer
Creep (Deformation)
Yield (Engineering) (Redirected from Yield strength)
Melting Point
Crystallization
Menthol
Thermoreceptor
Group C Nerve Fiber
Postganglionic Nerve Fibers
Effector
Allosteric
Allosaurus
Allosaurus
<nothing to see here...carry on>
I guess I just never really see the body as something that is ever not in motion.
Rest? Sure.
Work? Sure.
But we are here…and we seem to be alive…and until that changes, I don’t see a need to panic or freak the fuck out.
Am I pissed? Sure.
I’m I hurting. Yep.
Do I care? I think so.
But some decisions, I don’t get to make do I?
Learning is always scary…always.
Because you cannot unlearn something that you have learned.
Yep. You can change it.
Augment it.
Rearrange it.
But that “something” that you originally learned will always be there.
Feel free to add all sorts of analogies there as to fading and dusty and whatever floats your boat. Knowledge sure scares the shit out of me. Especially that shit that I”m not sure what to do with. Most of the time, I keep it to myself and marvel at it from as pure of a “discovery” type of light as I can. But…there is always a pulse to that whatever it is. A reason as to why I needed to know that whatever. Even if that reason is simply…inspiration.
Q: I wonder how much “information” and/or “knowledge” weighs?
A: It weighs on me pretty heavily.
But…that’s just me.
/me shrugs
Temperature
Variation
Variant
Bitwise
Bitwise Operation
Heat Fusion
Fusion Welding
The influence of sidewall cooling on boundary layer pressure fluctuations for a two-dimensional supersonic nozzle
Nothing
Existence
Absence
Gap
Load Rejection
Microstoma
Microsteam
Electrolysis
Bone Marrow
S. S. Minnow
Newton N. Minow
Fissure
Fissile Material
Nucleon
Boron
Graphite
Carbon
Cobalt
Vitamin B12
Methylmalonyl-CoA Mutase
Exon
Cistron
<nothing goes here...cept this>
*°-∞-°*
*/rolls eyes…*
A Void posted the other day about mounting Superstitions and a dead Head in ariZOna:
Oh hello! Do I see mention of Brandon Lee? That would be Professor Crowe that Click spotted… “We’re out of milk”. My arse!
And Vann? That syncs with my other Doctor, Shiny Sheldon… NAVigator.
We’ve been to Arizona, Thoughtful Man and I. Back before boys were ever on the scene. We based ourselves in Phoenix at a hotel called The Buttes. Americans love a British accent unless you tell them that you staying in their butts. Then they look on you with disgust. We found that out upon arrival, passing through Immigration.
Enter Legs with news of a really disgusting death.
Yesterday brought news of another dead head. A baby one, a seed. This time in mOZcow:
Oktyabrskoye Pole metro station received its name from Khodynka Field, a nearby locality which was known as October Field during Soviet Rule. Khodynka takes it’s name from a river and was the site of the first Russian powered flight. It became a regular airfield, in use through the late 1980s. The Russian National Air & Space Museum is at Khodynka.
Most recently on MEROVEE, we’ve been syncing underground…
… and trains.
Nanny taken down at the entrance to the underground.
Oh NO, Nanny‘s Named PersON
Ah Scotland, policy test bed for so many London-based governments, the geographical head of the United Kingdom. The Romans tried to decapitated it…
…the SNP nearly pulled it off in 2014. No doubt they’ll try again but in the meantime they are developing their own policies for export.
The BASE jumper died by Sy Phon Draw…
syn-
word-forming element meaning “together with, jointly; alike; at the same time,” also sometimes completive or intensive, from Greek syn (prep.) “with, together with, along with, in the company of,” from PIE *ksun-“with” (cognates: Russian so-“with, together,” from Old Russian su(n)-). Assimilated to -l-, reduced to sy- before -s- and -z-, and altered to sym- before -b-, -m- and -p-. Since 1970s also with a sense of “synthetic.”-phone
word-forming element meaning “voice, sound,” also “speaker of,” from Greek phone“voice, sound,” from PIE root *bha- (2) “to speak, say, tell” (cognates: Latin for, fari“to speak,”fama“talk, report;” see fame (n.)).
Now where was I before Clicky threw a spanner into my works? /taps teeth…
fame (n.) early 13c., “character attributed to someone;” late 13c., “celebrity, renown,” from Old French fame“fame, reputation, renown, rumor” (12c.), from Latinfama“talk, rumor, report; reputation, public opinion; renown, good reputation,” but also “ill-fame, scandal, reproach,” from PIE root *bha- (2) “to speak, tell, say” (cognates: Sanskrit bhanati“speaks;” Latin fari“to say,”fabula“narrative, account, tale, story;” Armenian ban, bay“word, term;” Old Church Slavonic bajati“to talk, tell;” Old English boian“to boast,”ben“prayer, request;” Greek pheme“speech, voice, utterance, a speaking, talk,”phone “voice, sound,”phanai “to speak;” Old Irish bann “law”).
The goddess Fama was the personification of rumor in Roman mythology. The Latin derivative fabulare was the colloquial word for “speak, talk” since the time of Plautus, whence Spanish hablar.
I’ve always been afraid I was going to tap the world on the shoulder for 20 years, and when it finally turned around I was going to forget what I had to say. [Tom Waits, “Playboy” magazine interview, March, 1988]
There was plenty of rumour and speculation leading up this weekend’s Famefestathon, the OZcars… Not only who would win awards but what the host, Chris Rock, was going to say?
I posted knot-eyes at ‘Quantum Leap of Faith’ in the Red Universe.
Library of Libraries 