Madam Curie deigned not to patent her process for isolating radium. She hoped scientific work on the element would go on unhindered. It's said that when she passed to the next electron level of life her skin glowed. And even now you can't read her cookbooks, too toxic. They are under lead in Poland or somewhere, I think. Today is as good as any to be thankful for her work and science altogether. Anyone else tired? Whew, I'm tired. But not glowing yet (if you don't count my natural radiance).
come on slackers, post to comments.
You know what else is toxic...the diaper of a one year old with an intestinal virus! Seriously how the hell can something that foul come out of a little kid?
ReplyDeleteAnyway...I am enjoying your posts however it does take me some time to fully comprehend everything you write. Bear with me and remember that I went to college because I played football not because they thought I was going to be the next alum to win a Nobel Prize.
Another thing...not a single comment about the "Serts" pic? Nate...especially you...
ReplyDeleteyou know, it figures you'd latch right on to the Curries, well Madame at least. Apparently Pierre is chopped polish liver sausage, er whatever. And, I mean as long as we're being honest with each other, it was Becquerel's Nobel dude, he just shared it with the Curries. Anyway, sure there may be more to like about their story, but it's just marketing. What about W. C. Röntgen a few years before? Something against the Germans, aye CJ? We shan't overlook his discovery of x-rays, yes those x-rays. after all, he is the namesake of the SI unit for radiation intensity (R). So, you know, due props where due props are...due.
ReplyDeletehurry home.
what? Ok, yes, you are correct in pointing out that the Röntgen is an obsolete unit, so we'll settle for "former" SI unit if you're going to get persnickety, but that's still totally major league stuff.
Hmm? Oh, yes, I am aware the Curries discovered two new elements. Sure, that's impressive. Yeesh, yes, I know she won 2 Nobels, I didn't say she was slow. Alright, look, look, relax, we'll call it a draw. I gotta go get my truck outta the shop. talk soon.
naughton, apologies for the omission. I hadn't noticed, but will always smile when i see it. speaking of, my coal plant is looking a little tired. I'll see what I can do about an update.
ReplyDeletewas hoping for a serts t-shirt (not three days from laudry, two sizes small and tooth plaque on the collar) just one with that picture on it. something i can wear to church.
ReplyDeleteSo...guess who just figured out that he has to hit that little arrow at the bottom to see more than the first post? And here i was, wondering why someone would start a blog, then not post. I was very understanding of course....he is pretty busy,radiation, drugs, feeling lousy, the list goes on. But still, why wouldnt he post?
ReplyDeleteOh, now i see, he was posting, i was just too simple to figure it out. Im sure everyone else made the same mistake, right? Um, no. A brick i am.......
trust me, you'll fit right in here.
ReplyDeleteand all these years I thought Potter Pressure was applied directed in response to the flaky, random communications of wandering poet friends. Unless those terms identifies all of you as well, but a. I don't think Potter was a sadomasochist before the cruel gods called him, 2. I don't think he has the patience (What does a guy have to do to earn an opinion-change with me?), and 3. the most recent post was a cultural enrichment exercise for me.
ReplyDeleteand no, Nate, I don't know how to upload a picture to my thingy.
Deletethis is actually the only blog you'll ever need
ReplyDeleteI own you, Cope. Pilcher i just rent.
ReplyDeleteIt's sat. A.M. and the turkeys are calling or maybe they're chickens, but none the less you need to be in the woods in turbotown asap. thinking of you constantly and looking forward to Monday.Love you!
ReplyDeletewhat is the bag limit on chickens?
ReplyDeleteWhy are they irradiating you?
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