It is also a potent donor of nitrogen monoxide that penetrates the mucous membranes like nothing and causes dilation of blood vessels. If she drank that stuff, she'd probably have collapsed from severe hypotension. But at least she would not have had an angina pectoris attack ...
I honestly don't know which of those would be more unpleasant.
DAISHI was a chemist
But DAISHI is no more
What DAISHI thought was H2O
Was H2SO4 !
That rhyme is the reason I never forgot the forumla for sulfuric acid.
My dad would always recite that rhyme to me when I was little. It's a good thing to know when you're in a lab and surrounded by clear liquid. Always label your bottles.
Also:
A green little chemist on a green little day
mixed some green little chemicals in a green little way.
Now the green little grasses tenderly wave
over the green little chemist's green little grave.
I honestly don't know which of those would be more unpleasant.
Perhaps 'penetrate' was too strong a word here. Let's say it permeates the mucous membranes like nothing. From the options angina pectoris, freezing your stomach and severe hypotension I would choose the last one. Sure, you got the nausea and the headache, but after a few seconds you just black out.
But I've had four connection resets right now and have only managed to get 10% of the episode in an entire hour. It's 10 PM already and I've had massive trouble sleeping the last three days (a back-to-work-blues, I would assume), so sleep deprivation is a hefty factor right now.
I fell in love with the herp derp browser add on that turns youtube comments into herps and derps (you can see them anyway by clicking on them) but I saw a lot less bile on these comments than I was used to.
For people and comedy websites that are fueled by pop culture, the mere mention of George Lucas offers endless amounts of ammunition, most of which is targeted toward George Lucas. But regardless of what anyone thinks of the man and his place in the pantheon of awesome, in his civilian life, Lucas is perfectly capable of producing moments of greatness.
Until recently, Lucas spent a lot of time, money and effort trying to build a huge digital media production studio on his property in Marin County, California. The project was going to create around 600 high-paying jobs and bring loads of revenue to local businesses. Too bad a good chunk of his neighbors reveled in riches themselves, and as such didn't give a crap about business or, for that matter, jobs. They vehemently opposed the project, claiming that it would bring too much traffic and noise, not to mention so much light pollution that their "dark starry skies would be destroyed."
That's an actual quote, by the way.
For a whopping 25 years, Lucas tried to build the property. Although he did secure small victories here and there, he was constantly swimming against a current of "not in our backyard" arguments.
Then, in the spring of 2012, Lucas officially stated that he would give up, sell his property and take his business elsewhere. However, his opponents' cheers died in their throats when he announced the second half of his plan: He had sold his land to a nonprofit organization called Marin Community Foundation. According to their deal, the foundation would build the area full of something the county was in dire need of, but had for some reason been struggling to find space for: low-income residential housing. As in, the projects.
The foundation praised Lucas, but the rich residents were less thrilled. Their initial reactions were absurd shrieks of nonsense that showed the entire world how far removed from reality they were: Lucas' action was "class warfare." The housing project would throw the whole area into a state of "sheer terror." They even, we kid you not, compared the situation to the conflict in Syria. You know, because everyone worse off than you is just waiting to storm your home with a rocket launcher.
Alas, after the initial shit-flinging had died down, there seemed to be precisely jack shit the jackass neighbors could do about the project besides choking quietly on their bile.
And that, friends, is how a famous pop culture icon defeated a wealthy, villainous clique while helping a bunch of poor people. Wait, holy shit. That's the plot of Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom, isn't it?
Which isn't as awesome as the guy who drove his house into the ground. With a bulldozer.
Or the guy who constructed a foot wall steel and cement barrier around a bull dozer, mounted automatic weapons on said cockpit and then proceeded to shrug off bullets and explosives in his newly christened "Killdozer".
I'm always changing and updating the stuff I make.
I'd love to have an IP that was popular enough to be a franchise. I'd definitely milk it too. Toys, clothing, movies, games, television series, crossovers, breakfast cereals. That'd be awesome.
It's not the milking of the franchise that bothers me. Mostly, it's the unnecessary changes to the original trilogy. Any other movie, if it were changed, the production company would provide both versions.
And don't tell me that the letterboxed laserdisc transfers on the 2006 bonus DVDs are acceptable.
Also (though unrelated to changes/milking), the prequels require fan edits in order to be watchable.
Until it's explicitly stated on film or in print, it's still a mystery. Harrison Ford believes him to be human, Edward James Olmos and Ridley Scott think he's a replicant. The screenwriter of Blade Runner, Hampton Fancher, wrote him as a human but prefers that it be left ambiguous.
It's all just opinions at this point since the original writer Philip K. Dick never revealed whether Deckard was a replicant and it's also always been ambiguous in the script/text of the Blade Runner franchise. The original book, film, and it's sequel books never explicitly state one way or the other (some hint more towards him being human (Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?) and some point more towards him being a replicant (Blade Runner 2: The Edge of Human).
I highly doubt that it will ever be made unambiguous. And, unless it actually ever does (since the original writer Philip K. Dick passed away) any opinions that Ridley Scott or anyone else involved with the franchise make will always just be opinions.
The "Announcement" are annoying I don't even play walking dead!
Do you read the forums using the "New Posts" button (like I do)? Just click on each one of them so they get flagged as "read" and they'll disappear from that screen.
It's all just opinions at this point since the original writer Philip K. Dick never revealed whether Deckard was a replicant and it's also always been ambiguous in the script/text of the Blade Runner franchise.
I hope it stays that way! I love films where you come away with things to think and talk about afterwards. Not everything has to be explicitly defined.
The "Announcement" are annoying I don't even play walking dead!
Well, you should play The Walking Dead. It's the first full-season Telltale game I've loved since The Devil's Playhouse.
As for the announcements, sorry, but I was trying to reduce the massive amount of threads that get posted in the wrong Walking Dead board, particularly all the support threads that get posted in subforums where they'll never be seen by support staff.
Well, you should play The Walking Dead. It's the first full-season Telltale game I've loved since The Devil's Playhouse.
As for the announcements, sorry, but I was trying to reduce the massive amount of threads that get posted in the wrong Walking Dead board, particularly all the support threads that get posted in subforums where they'll never be seen by support staff.
Shouldn't you be in bed? I concur about TWD...I can not get enough of it.
I'm on my way to bed. I would've been aiming to go to bed an hour ago, but I decided to finally watch The Avengers tonight (haven't gotten to watch it since I bought the DVD the day it came out) and had to finish up in the kitchen after the movie was over.
And Alcore, I'll say that the ending of episode 4 is on par with the ending of The Trial and Execution of Guybrush Threepwood in terms of holy shittery.
I'm on my way to bed. I would've been aiming to go to bed an hour ago, but I decided to finally watch The Avengers tonight (haven't gotten to watch it since I bought the DVD the day it came out) and had to finish up in the kitchen after the movie was over.
And Alcore, I'll say that the ending of episode 4 is on par with the ending of The Trial and Execution of Guybrush Threepwood in terms of holy shittery.
Also, I decided holy shittery is a thing now.
I guess I have to play it just to see who gets betrayed and stabbed to death.
I still have to play 2. And the rest of 1. I had a nasty graphics bug and by the time I decided I couldn't figure out how to fix it I'd lost all momentum. Still, I *really* should catch up sometime soon.
And Alcore, I'll say that the ending of episode 4 is on par with the ending of The Trial and Execution of Guybrush Threepwood in terms of holy shittery.
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I honestly don't know which of those would be more unpleasant.
My dad would always recite that rhyme to me when I was little. It's a good thing to know when you're in a lab and surrounded by clear liquid. Always label your bottles.
Also:
A green little chemist on a green little day
mixed some green little chemicals in a green little way.
Now the green little grasses tenderly wave
over the green little chemist's green little grave.
Perhaps 'penetrate' was too strong a word here. Let's say it permeates the mucous membranes like nothing. From the options angina pectoris, freezing your stomach and severe hypotension I would choose the last one. Sure, you got the nausea and the headache, but after a few seconds you just black out.
These are not around today.
But I've had four connection resets right now and have only managed to get 10% of the episode in an entire hour. It's 10 PM already and I've had massive trouble sleeping the last three days (a back-to-work-blues, I would assume), so sleep deprivation is a hefty factor right now.
Why can't bots be like that!
http://monstersuniversity.com/edu/
It's SPAM-E!
Like a Gir.
Somebody had a lot of fun designing that thing.
download for every reasonable browser:
http://www.tannr.com/herp-derp-youtube-comments/
Now I need one for the TTG blog.
The reason I say this? Lunch and dinner were free today.
For people and comedy websites that are fueled by pop culture, the mere mention of George Lucas offers endless amounts of ammunition, most of which is targeted toward George Lucas. But regardless of what anyone thinks of the man and his place in the pantheon of awesome, in his civilian life, Lucas is perfectly capable of producing moments of greatness.
Until recently, Lucas spent a lot of time, money and effort trying to build a huge digital media production studio on his property in Marin County, California. The project was going to create around 600 high-paying jobs and bring loads of revenue to local businesses. Too bad a good chunk of his neighbors reveled in riches themselves, and as such didn't give a crap about business or, for that matter, jobs. They vehemently opposed the project, claiming that it would bring too much traffic and noise, not to mention so much light pollution that their "dark starry skies would be destroyed."
That's an actual quote, by the way.
For a whopping 25 years, Lucas tried to build the property. Although he did secure small victories here and there, he was constantly swimming against a current of "not in our backyard" arguments.
Then, in the spring of 2012, Lucas officially stated that he would give up, sell his property and take his business elsewhere. However, his opponents' cheers died in their throats when he announced the second half of his plan: He had sold his land to a nonprofit organization called Marin Community Foundation. According to their deal, the foundation would build the area full of something the county was in dire need of, but had for some reason been struggling to find space for: low-income residential housing. As in, the projects.
The foundation praised Lucas, but the rich residents were less thrilled. Their initial reactions were absurd shrieks of nonsense that showed the entire world how far removed from reality they were: Lucas' action was "class warfare." The housing project would throw the whole area into a state of "sheer terror." They even, we kid you not, compared the situation to the conflict in Syria. You know, because everyone worse off than you is just waiting to storm your home with a rocket launcher.
Alas, after the initial shit-flinging had died down, there seemed to be precisely jack shit the jackass neighbors could do about the project besides choking quietly on their bile.
And that, friends, is how a famous pop culture icon defeated a wealthy, villainous clique while helping a bunch of poor people. Wait, holy shit. That's the plot of Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom, isn't it?
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Eh. They were his to do whatever he wanted with them.
Which isn't as awesome as the guy who drove his house into the ground. With a bulldozer.
Or the guy who constructed a foot wall steel and cement barrier around a bull dozer, mounted automatic weapons on said cockpit and then proceeded to shrug off bullets and explosives in his newly christened "Killdozer".
And what he wanted to do was drive them into the ground?
Cool story, though. My respect for him (as a person) just went up quite a bit.
Not as a director, though. He still sucks as a director.
But alas, I do not have products.
I'd love to have an IP that was popular enough to be a franchise. I'd definitely milk it too. Toys, clothing, movies, games, television series, crossovers, breakfast cereals. That'd be awesome.
And don't tell me that the letterboxed laserdisc transfers on the 2006 bonus DVDs are acceptable.
Also (though unrelated to changes/milking), the prequels require fan edits in order to be watchable.
Oh, and Ridley Scott opens his big stupid mouth again and confirms Deckard was a Replicant again.
If its wrong I don't want to be right.
It's all just opinions at this point since the original writer Philip K. Dick never revealed whether Deckard was a replicant and it's also always been ambiguous in the script/text of the Blade Runner franchise. The original book, film, and it's sequel books never explicitly state one way or the other (some hint more towards him being human (Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?) and some point more towards him being a replicant (Blade Runner 2: The Edge of Human).
I highly doubt that it will ever be made unambiguous. And, unless it actually ever does (since the original writer Philip K. Dick passed away) any opinions that Ridley Scott or anyone else involved with the franchise make will always just be opinions.
Do you read the forums using the "New Posts" button (like I do)? Just click on each one of them so they get flagged as "read" and they'll disappear from that screen.
I hope it stays that way! I love films where you come away with things to think and talk about afterwards. Not everything has to be explicitly defined.
Well, you should play The Walking Dead. It's the first full-season Telltale game I've loved since The Devil's Playhouse.
As for the announcements, sorry, but I was trying to reduce the massive amount of threads that get posted in the wrong Walking Dead board, particularly all the support threads that get posted in subforums where they'll never be seen by support staff.
Shouldn't you be in bed? I concur about TWD...I can not get enough of it.
And Alcore, I'll say that the ending of episode 4 is on par with the ending of The Trial and Execution of Guybrush Threepwood in terms of holy shittery.
Also, I decided holy shittery is a thing now.
I guess I have to play it just to see who gets betrayed and stabbed to death.
But I really want to play episode 4. From everything I've read it's one of Telltale's best games yet...
I think I'll go do all that now.
Unholy shittery THIS!
That's...uh...wow. I don't have a comeback for that. You win this round of insult swordfighting.
Doesn't matter since its not his story in the first place.