*sigh* Clicky, there seems to be sum confusion over the point of this ‘Pointless Exercise’ series of LoL posts… Could you get me something digestible on Quantum Theory… something eve-n I’d understand *rolls eyes*
Is that it? *squints*
Well, excuse me *indignant huff* … Carry on, Clicky…
There is a most profound and beautiful question associated with the observed coupling constant, e, the amplitude for a real electron to emit or absorb a real photon. It is a simple number that has been experimentally determined to be close to -0.08542455. (My physicist friends won’t recognize this number, because they like to remember it as the inverse of its square: about 137.03597 with about an uncertainty of about 2 in the last decimal place. It has been a mystery ever since it was discovered more than fifty years ago, and all good theoretical physicists put this number up on their wall and worry about it.) Immediately you would like to know where this number for a coupling comes from: is it related to π or perhaps to the base of natural logarithms? Nobody knows. It’s one of the greatest damn mysteries of physics: a magic number that comes to us with no understanding by man. You might say the “hand of God” wrote that number, and “we don’t know how He pushed his pencil.” We know what kind of a dance to do experimentally to measure this number very accurately, but we don’t know what kind of dance to do on the computer to make this number come out, without putting it in secretly!
Sew… Solomon was a busted flush; how ’bout Foggy… *raises eyebrow… Arty, Click… shall we get on with it?*
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AA: Er, Carl! Very warm… Listen, we have reality show royalty, hear…
CARL: Thank you.
AA: Did you-did you keep it?
CARL: It died. It didn’t even make it to the airport, mate.
AA: Oh really?
CARL: No.
*AA chuckles*
CARL: No, I wasn’t even allowed thro’ customs with it.
AA: Ahh… Now, Carl. Back to-back to you p-former car-ear, you obviously, if you can just remember back b4… er the jungle.
*CARL goes to speak, AA continues over him*
AA: Only the most successful Superbike champion… Of. All. Time.
CARL: Yeah, I can just about remember that… I’ve had a few crashes, a few bangs on the head but I can just about remember that. I used to race motorbikes…
AA Watts the-watts the fastest you’ve ever been on a bike?
CARL: But nowadays the guys are up to two hundred and 15 now, sew you gno *nods appreciatively*
AA: Ah now, Carl. This board *waves at bored* It’s all got a lot easier now, thanks to Solomon.
Apol! This is turning into a long, drawn out pro-cess. In this part, though, we finally start to go up the line of this ‘Pointless Exercise‘… Solomon :O
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*audience applauds*
AA: Solomon-Solomon, hear from The Apprentice… Now, listen… B4 you went onto The Apprentice, you were-you were all reddy an entrepreneur. You had-you had great success… I mean-i mean, did The Apprentice help at all? Did you learn stuff from it?
AA: Sew that was basically it… *laughs and smiles*
This is Thoughtful Man’s Day and he’s currently sleeping. I will get on with Round 1 (Divas) and breaking it down in this Pointless Exercise… Now. The time is 1315h… I can’t time stamp it… yule have to take my word for it 😉
Update: 28/12/15… took yesterday off from dissecting this episode of ‘Celebrity Pointless’… watched a film I’ve scene iT several times before… knot recently though… will start Part 1.5 ‘Going up the line’ today 😉
Yay! Haven’t done much transcribing *yawn …Keeping you up, Clicky?* ‘Pointless’ then, so images I grabbed today… 9 of them. They cover the introduction witch actually I didn’t pay any attention to whilst yabbering on…
This the image Clicky woz-knot able to place in last night’s shambles *Click, if anyone presses, just embiggen and please, NO hiding things this time. I saw what you did. Scolds.*
I am in the process of transcribing a conversation I had with Clicky yesterday, whilst dissecting the show. Hopefully, it will be reddy later this week 😉
Sew… wats on massage in emale? *lights up*
The Thing is, I think I can show you through the medium of a Pointless exercise.
For this, you have to know that I am one of three:
I’m going to shamble this tomorrow as the first lecture on ‘Room x37 – Spotting Syncs’ at the LoL. These take time. I’ll try to keep it simple. I suggest we make your homework fun, so I suggest a game… Texas Hold ‘Em.
Card I: watch this with my husband. He is The Tardis and I am The Doctor. But I’m not always The Doctor; with sum I am The Tardis. Or River. Or Clara Or A N other… Deepends 😉
Card 2: We compete against each other, St Eve and I, but we also compete against the contestants on the show. We are one team, it’s a game we like to play. Like me and Loopy Louis. He gave me this video to show after we made his den for the evening (photosattached)
Card 3. In my shamble, I will include our answers. These will be honest and truthful. I donut L13 about this because I donut cheat. You see, I’m better than Captain Kirk 😉
Card 4: Another video from Louis. He loves bringing me things we can LoL about together. I’m the Girl with the Mousy ‘air… u gno Roob or Boor… I’ve seen iT 10 times or more…
So homework people. Chop! chop! I’m going to watch the last three episodes of Doctor Who with my husband, now. I’m afraid I am going to have to take a lead role in the search for 137.
On the other hand, I can’t tell you wat to do. Do what you like. Butt I love you all ❤
Okay, we didn’t get to watch Doctor Who that night. We watched some ‘Married with Children’ instead… Sew then *puffs out cheeks* correspondence to catch up on, screen shots to, well… grab
Apols! Not the promised music post. Cometers sorted that for me days ago… Go hear.
This Xmas, MRSREGN is knot prepared to wait until the 25th to speak to a nation. Sew… I promised a lecture for 6 blokes last night in an emale. I suppose I should try and make this sciencey so this is the abstract of sum thing or another…
Oh, before I start, a shout out to a lovely lady called RuthBrown who helped me out last week. She was wearing purple and looked like a more intelligent version of me *sigh of relief*…
Clicky is under strict instructions for this post: to assist me professionally with images, no back slang and no hiding links behind fings *text links only, please.*. Any digressions taken in this post will be Roobeedoo2’s. That’s me btw. Just one of my handles. To wyn this game you have to turn names if you want to see 137… or is it 237? Wheel shell see 😉
This is a screen grab of the homework I set 6 pals of mine. Click will embiggen.
*Apols! Clicky insert pix of emale when all’s agreed*
Anybody reading this other than the Sexy 6 *puffs out cheeks… Could ‘appen?* , and me (obi wan) – that makes 7… *grimaces* You’re knot really gonna gno wat the hell I’m talking aboot. Actually, *touch wood*, soon to be nine, although… although there’s still every chance it ends up nien! Shell sea, shall we 😉
OK GO (it’s a Song sew don’t click if you’re in a rush to get somewhere… Snacking is allowed, People! HOWever, if Mum is calling you for dinner – JUST GO. You can always come back later 😉 ). If you’re an adult adult – what the fuck you reading this pure rile she-ite for anyway? Adult-KIDZ are more than welcome. And any kiddly-winks following along with the finger of parent… Shh pretty colours… Wee…
Whilst, you’re watching that I’ll go pay some attention to my Thoughtful Man. CYL
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Okay… whilst the others are watching. A tail from today with some pix of Thoughtful Man’s shopping. He’s my Tardis – He fetches and carries. I’m his …
He’s gets up early. Always. So, he was long gone by the time I rose. He came back ‘appy ‘cos he’d got the last (and hardest to get) prezzies for da KIDZ! His Christmas won’t be ruined *Yay* And he’d bean to see Cash & Dash. I immediately started to unpack…
Really, nobody has any idea how much fuel is required to resolve a brain tickler like the puzzle of 137. Coffee with milk, two sugars, mostly. And… okay, we get Coked up, too. And Thoughtful Man and I smoke. Menthol filters; it’s medicinal. I roll them. The Black Sambuca is for a shot or two, with Red Bull chaser, to keep us warm chested and away from ire each night of the Festivities.
Wat is everyone’s problem with wat we consume? It’s Physics!
He also purchased two presents for me. I can’t wait. I opened them immediately.
A dick to phone and some kindling.
I’m over the Moon. Loopy broke my Kindle at school. When I think about all the fucking heavy books, I had to carry up and down the Alwyn Towerblock. Mind you, I enjoyed it – kept me fit. And I needed something to help me shamble the episode of ‘Pointless’. How was I going to do this? I know, I’ll talk to myself…
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Zo. Did you follow Clicky and watch the Program? I gno this is a mixed ability class, but… are you sure you saw wear my little Dolphin helper went?
*sniff*
*Squints… Clicky? You’re knot..? No, Okay I trust you. *
Wright then *looks at invisible watch* Oh bugger is that the hour? I need to go and spend some time with my family. My breakdown of the Program to reveal 137 will have to wait until tomorrow, then. Ooo… Bonus! I’ll include the end of the episode of I watched of ‘Pointless’ today. Plus a transcript of my wittering’s of this my first ‘Pointless Exercise’ to go with the pix. *That should be fun… knot* 😉
*Now look here, Clicky. Are you fucking about behind my back? I won’t have it, u gno…*
The two of the 9, mentioned above, I’ve actually axed if they want to participate in this experiment. That way, as a woman, I can be one of 3. And so can they. Witch nails (above) from won. Sum Song (below) from da udder.
Shamble on People, I’m off for a goodnight cuddle… Have a Song…
Library of Libraries 