A set of experiments by Hamid Kellay and researchers at the university of Bordeaux have been conducted to mimic atmospheric turbulence of planets in soap bubbles.
I have no qualms with the experiment or anything, simply that, in a quote given to new scientist, Kellay states: “We use a tube of rubber connected to a pipette, so it’s a very sophisticated straw”
tube + pippette. Sorry Hamid, that doesnt really seem sophisticated to me. In the future, I’d like to see your straws implement nuclear power, nanotechnology or even use some form of molecular teleporter to transfer the material, eliminating the need for the straw altogether. Come on Hamid, pull your finger out.
Recently my girlfriend asked me if I was having sex behind her back and I replied, “Yes, who did you think it was?”
I said to my girlfriend, you shouldn’t eat before you swim. She said, “why not”? I said, you look fat.
The graded EPSPs and IPSPs created by the action of neurotransmitters at particular receptive sites on the neural membrane are conducted instantly and decrementally to the axon hillock. If the sum of the depolarizations and hyperpolarizations reaching the axon hillock at any time is sufficient to depolarize the membrane to a level referred to as its threshold of excitation - usually about -65mV - an action potential is generated at the axon hillock.
wtf?
Sunday is the day of rest. So on that note, ive done sod all. Im not sure if drinking coffee and watching lots of planet earth constitutes a well spent day.
its quarter past 1 in the morning and im tired as hell. my shoulders hurt. Last night i was in bed by 6 am, drunk, only to be up at 8 am for a tutorial at9 (still drunk). I came home, went to sleep for 45 minutes only to be awoken by the ‘flat inspection’ lady.
After that it seemed pointless to go back to sleep and so read some work material before a 2 hour lecture at 3. This was quickly followed by more reading at home and eventually drifting off until 7 when we went to morrisons.
My point is is that it has been a long day. Im next to my bed and know that i can get in it, be warm and comfortable and fall asleep with ‘friends’ on, making me peaceful, relaxed and happy. My reason for not doing so? my guitar is on my bed. And i literally cant be bothered moving it. One item. Thats it. Some things dont change.
These past few weeks have been really good. Theres been a load going on and ive had shit loads of work to get through, but hopefully its all sorted. ive finished my first main report which will be handed in later today after my final assessment for the social world topic.
The snowflake ball (pictures below) was very good and was great to go there all dressed up. It did mean though that i spent all night being very aware of the coloured drinks going past all the time and how easily they may be spilled onto my clean, white suit jacket. luckily though, not a drop did.
Im really looking forward to christmas, its going to be so nice to have all the family together again at the house so we can do the usual christmas day routine. (mum, you, gran and dave can sort dinner whilst me and Mr. Lanxon play coolboarders or similar in the lounge drinking beer, baileys or wine. Then after lunch, me and the aforementioned lanxon will sort presents into the lounge so we can all open them). I needed to submit that in writing so you dont try and argue again.
Its also going to be really nice to have all my friends back. Most are back this week so i’ll be going out on a bit of a do on friday as saturday night is nates birthday. 23. You old bastard.
I went flat hunting (kind of) yesterday. me, adam and ash went to one estate agents that deals alot with student accommodation and booked an appointment in january. Problem is, the university doesnt allow the estate agents to organise houses before jan 14th. Stops people going looking for houses in october and having people left homeless by february. However, i think theres loopholes that we could exploit. or at least lay claim to somewhere. we had a walk up to a road where they have a couple of houses on that will become available and we all just decided that its exactly what we want. 4 bedroom terraced house, just off the main street of bailgate (the little area next to the cathedral, so you’ll love it mum) with a pub about 30 feet away. I think were going to do our best to snag it.
Anyway, thats all now cos im going to be late for my exam.
Oh, and nate, you’re a fuckshit.
The wasp was originally created in 1919 by Thomas Greeson in response to claims that britain’s airforce was lacking in numbers and firepower after WWI. The original plans of the wasp was to create a 40ft plane that could carry three passengers and a gunner toward the rear. Many test models were made but none matched Greeson’s exacting standards.
In june 1919, Greeson and his team developed a micro test plane that not only could fly unaided without any pilot, but had an actual consciousness and the ability to reproduce. Before long, a small swarm of wasps had been created in Greeson’s labs in east London. However, plans had slipped to the German’s who were also looking to build up their arsenal after the ravages of the great war. Although no hard evidence has ever come to light, it is believed that Hans Von Munsterberg of Germany’s “Deschlaggen Rycht” had developed his own swarm of wasps and was collaborating with the French to produce a swarm like nobody had seen before.
It was however, the british that first released the first wasp into the open skies. Greeson wanted to test the wasp in actual environments and so took two wasps from his laboratory and released them at bellevue airfield in March 1920. Little did he know the disastrous consequences that would arise when the two wasps did not return from their test flight.
Due to their unique consciousness, the wasps fled Greeson’s control and reproduced en masse with the intention of forming an army against those that created them.
Today, many people in britain, Germany and other countries around the globe are plagued by swarms of Greeson’s original creation, never having been used for their original purpose but waging their own relentless war.
