— Flightradar24 (@flightradar24) January 13, 2017
This won’t happen again until October, and possibly never again after that.
— Flightradar24 (@flightradar24) January 13, 2017
This won’t happen again until October, and possibly never again after that.
It had to happen eventually, I suppose:
OMG IT FINALLY HAPPENED! THE QUICK BROWN FOX JUMPS OVER THE LAZY DOG pic.twitter.com/Kv1RPFQMPj
— Sauro (@sauro) January 11, 2017
Loren Ipsum was not available for comment.
I have to admire the way this unfolded:
The single most brilliant thing I've ever read. pic.twitter.com/cMg7Ft77NW
— Dom Harrison (@MrDomHarrison) January 9, 2017
David Trott wrote about this in Creative Mischief.
Then there was the middle-management type I worked with who was visibly disturbed that maintenance had hung a ceiling fan directly over his desk: he just knew it was going to fall and decapitate him.
How would you exploit this fear?
Researchers at King’s College London found that the drug Tideglusib stimulates the stem cells contained in the pulp of teeth so that they generate new dentine — the mineralised material under the enamel.
Teeth already have the capability of regenerating dentine if the pulp inside the tooth becomes exposed through a trauma or infection, but can only naturally make a very thin layer, and not enough to fill the deep cavities caused by tooth decay.
But Tideglusib switches off an enzyme called GSK-3 which prevents dentine from carrying on forming.
Scientists showed it is possible to soak a small biodegradable sponge with the drug and insert it into a cavity, where it triggers the growth of dentine and repairs the damage within six weeks.
The tiny sponges are made out of collagen so they melt away over time, leaving only the repaired tooth.
This wasn’t what they had in mind when Tideglusib was developed: it’s also been investigated as a treatment for Alzheimer’s. But hey, it’s not the first time a drug intended to treat A ended up treating B.
(Via Bayou Renaissance Man.)
Slovenia’s Maheno corporation manufactured a series of Barbie-branded and white label typewriters for kids, with a hidden feature that allowed their owners to use them to produce messages encrypted with a simple substitution cipher.
That’s fairly sophisticated stuff for the presumed target market.
The devices came with four ciphers, and went through several iterations before being discontinued.
It’s not every day that you hear about a classic film line being brought back from the dead, but that’s what’s being announced today. Kodak Ektachrome film is coming back for film photographers.
The announcement was made [Thursday] at CES in Las Vegas by Kodak Alaris, the separate company owned by the Kodak Pension Plan in the UK that runs Kodak’s old Personalized Imaging division.
The original Kodak Professional Ektachrome color reversal film line was killed off by Kodak back in 2012 after years of sales declines and a drop in usage by photographers. It seems that trend has reversed.
“The reintroduction of one of the most iconic films is supported by the growing popularity of analog photography and a resurgence in shooting film,” Kodak Alaris says. “Resurgence in the popularity of analog photography has created demand for new and old film products alike.”
It’s like vinyl, except for color slides.
In the southern Indian city of Tuticorin, locals are unlikely to suffer from a poorly risen cake. That’s because a coal-fired thermal power station in the area captures carbon dioxide and turns it into baking soda.
This is elementary chemistry: you can combine sodium hydroxide with carbon dioxide and end up with baking soda and water.
Like most carbon-capture schemes, this one involves a proprietary solvent. Unlike most carbon-capture schemes, this one comes close to being cost-effective:
The Guardian reports that a system installed in the Tuticorin plant uses a new proprietary solvent developed by the company Carbon Clean Solutions. The solvent is reportedly just slightly more efficient than those used conventionally, requiring a little less energy and smaller apparatus to run. The collected CO2 is used to create baking soda, and it claims that as much as 66,000 tons of the gas could be captured at the plant each year.
Its operators say that the marginal gain in efficiency is just enough to make it feasible to run the plant without a subsidy.
Inveterate coal-haters will hate this too, but perhaps not as much. And as Dave Schuler notes:
I expect that we’ll see a lot more solutions like this coming out of India. They have a lot of clever, educated people, probably as many engineers per 100,000 population as anywhere in the world and they don’t have a lot of money to mess around with diseconomic schemes.
I wonder if I should send this to Scott Pruitt.
Saturday morning, the NHL’s Carolina Hurricanes were feeling a roster pinch: backup goalie Eddie Lack was not feeling well. Call someone up from the minor hockey leagues? Both their affiliates were long out of town. General Manager Ron Francis thought about it for a moment, then acted: he signed Jorge Alves, the Hurricanes’ equipment manager, to a tryout contract.
It wasn’t that bizarre an act; Alves had occasionally practiced with the team. But actually play in a real-life game? Couldn’t possibly happen.
And then Saturday evening, it did. With 7.6 seconds left and Tampa Bay long since having won, 3-1:
— Carolina Hurricanes (@NHLCanes) January 1, 2017
No strategy involved here; it was just good old-fashioned Give the Guy a Chance. And if Alves never mans the net again, well, by gum, he got himself a place in the record books.
Three in the morning on the 6th of December in the City of New York, and here’s a guy who makes 240 green lights in a row:
The fact that this feat is possible at all say a lot about the New York City system’s efficiency. Fewer stops means quicker travel times and better fuel mileage. Yes, [Noah] Forman’s drive happened during off hours in order to avoid traffic, but sometimes those are the best times to get out and drive.
I don’t think I’ve ever made ten in a row here in the Okay City.
“Cats here, cats there, Cats and kittens everywhere. Hundreds of cats, thousands of cats, Millions and billions and trillions of cats…”
Wanda Gág’s 1928 picture book, still in print, is the tale of an elderly couple who decide they want a cat, and subsequently find rather more of them than they’d anticipated.
I mention that because of this: “How loud would it be if all of the cats in the world meowed at the same time?”
There is an answer, kinda sorta:
(Via Miss Cellania.)
An operation called “Killer Bees Honey” invites questions, most of them connected to that first word:
Like most Americans in our diverse nation, Killer Bee ancestry traces back to other continents.
In 1956, Brazilian beekeepers, faced with low honey productivity, imported African honeybee queens to breed with their own Old World bees. Apis mellifera scutellata, or just scutellata (Killer Bees), were the progeny. This cross-bred honeybee was a highly productive, albeit petulant, subspecies.
Underwhelmed with their new digs and despite stern warnings from their human handlers, rebellious scutellata escaped from “managed” labs and established large, self-sustaining feral populations throughout South America. Soon, scientists discovered that the Killer Bee queens reproduced at up to five times the rate of European queens. Plus, the local virgin European queens preferred scutellata males.
Never mind that. Are these really Killers?
Invariably, I’m asked if we really have Killer Bees. My answer: Yes and no. Recent analysis of honeybee mitochondrial DNA reveals that most bees in America possess a small percentage of scutellata genetics. My apiary’s Old World bees are mostly Italian and Carniolan. But when I’m stung, I see and feel the scutellata in them.
Fair enough. “Killer,” after all, is more noun than adjective, or so it seems to me.
(Via Bayou Renaissance Man.)
The man who sparked outrage last year by hiking the price of a life-saving drug may have met his match in some Australian schoolboys.
US executive Martin Shkreli became a symbol of greed when he raised the price of a tablet of Daraprim from $13.50 (£11) to $750.
Now, Sydney school students have recreated the drug’s key ingredient for just $20.
Daraprim is an anti-parasitic drug used by malaria and Aids patients.
The Sydney Grammar boys, all 17, synthesised the active ingredient, pyrimethamine, in their school science laboratory.
“It wasn’t terribly hard but that’s really the point, I think, because we’re high school students,” one boy, Charles Jameson, told the BBC.
The students produced 3.7 grams of pyrimethamine for $20. In the US, the same quantity would cost up to $110,000.
In response, Shkreli issued the following statement:
Jackson is a fifth grader at Luff Elementary School in Independence, MO. He has been recognized as a student who has achieved academic excellence and possesses strong leadership potential and was nominated by his art teacher to attend the Junior National Young Leaders Conference (JrNYLC) to be held the summer of 2017 in Washington, DC.
Jackson is the older son of Russell Hill, the one and only son of, um, me.
This will cost close to $3000, so naturally, there’s a GoFundMe.
It’s the Daily Double!
There’s a man who leads a life of danger… pic.twitter.com/wh3ynmz08N
— Jeff Faria (@PatriotsOfMars) November 18, 2016
Oh, to every teen he meets
Another pic he tweets
Odds are he will do the same tomorrow 🎶 https://t.co/PGfn1GGq0E
— (((Mike B))) (@nightflyblog) November 18, 2016
Elapsed time: eight minutes.
I have no idea what that means, but we’ll find out:
Great LBD, of course. Still, what’s with the Cobra-Matic?
A lot to offer for 1951, I think.
Laser physicists in Munich have developed a method to record the change of states of electrons in atoms when they are struck by light. Those changes happen incredibly fast, in a period of time called, wonderfully, a “zeptosecond.”
The specific study was done on helium atoms, which have two electrons. When a light with enough energy strikes a helium atom, the energy is absorbed in one of two ways — either all of it by one of them, or half-and-half. Either way, one electron is ejected from the atom, and the new process, described in the story, can see that happen because of its “zeptosecond” shutter speed. The actual duration of a zeptosecond, if you are curious, is a trillionth of a billionth of a second — slightly less than the attention span of the modern media.
The time between the light turning green and the jerk behind you leaning on his horn is somewhat longer than a zeptosecond, though it doesn’t seem much longer.
It began with a message from Jennifer Hast:
Alright, this is stupid. Let’s get together in real life. It should have happened already by now.
What are you doing this Saturday evening?
Well, yeah, I suppose it should have. I mean, we’re here in the same (almost) town, and we’ve traded imprecations for some time.
It's sausage time!
— Charles G Hill (@dustbury) November 13, 2016
No, not that. Don’t be rude. Jennifer and hubby Michael and the resident teenager and an old friend descended on Fassler Hall in Midtown, to find this here old guy in a walker. Once I got my head around the fact that several of my medications prohibit things like beer, we spent about four hours getting to know one another and swapping improbable stories that nonetheless were totally true. Brewskis were ingested (not by the teenager or by me), and several pictures were taken. (The Hasts have matching Nikons, because reasons.) The food was highly non-nourishing and therefore delicious; I had their version of a Chicago dog (pickle, sport pepper, tomato, onion, yellow mustard, neon relish, celery salt), which was great fun, not especially neat, and reasonably priced. The atmosphere, of course, was boisterous, but hey, it’s Saturday night.
A splendid time was had by all, and we will have to Do This Again someday.
The Good Vibe Tribe began from a conversation between Mayor Mike Schmitz and Melody Hicks at a non-profit event one evening in June, 2016. The Mayor was discussing all of the negativity we hear every day on local, state and national levels, and he then began sharing unbelievable stories about so many individuals in our town that do kind and generous things without the expectation of recognition or reward. He asked, “Why can’t we hear more stories about these kind of people? The ones that give every day. The ones that often go unnoticed.” While the Good Vibe Tribe was born from the Mayor’s desire to recognize the compassion of so many of our residents, the Tribe will hopefully evolve into a community-wide effort to transform the City of Dothan through one random act of kindness at a time.
The Tribe is currently passing along this poster:
Doesn’t seem all that difficult.
Although it appears here to have been largely subsumed by mist:
Spare a thought for volunteers working tirelessly through the night to move the stones back 1 hour at various stone circles around Britain. pic.twitter.com/4JYhSueit1
— BMH-British Medieval (@BritishMedieval) October 29, 2016
(Via Bayou Renaissance Man.)
This little guy literally blew into the neighborhood this week:
Of course, I had to check its papers. The production was Kickstarted in late 2015, and they raised about five times the original goal. A single unit was offered to each backer who ponied up $17; the current retail price seems to be $12.99.
(A tip of the hat, hoping it doesn’t blow away, to Tricia Dameron Hines.)
Wikipedia describes one possible cause of cauda equina syndrome:
CES can be caused by lumbar spinal stenosis, which is when the diameter of the spinal canal narrows. This could be the result of a degenerative process of the spine (such as osteoarthritis) or a developmental defect which is present at birth. In the most severe cases of spondylolisthesis cauda equina syndrome can result.
I know from spinal stenosis; I had some serious surgery to correct the matter. I did not, however, develop CES. Now I’m starting to wonder if maybe I should have:
A mother who was inspired by a near-death experience to get “body confident” and go on 20-mile hikes in just a bikini and boots is facing a backlash from other women.
Ann Wheeler, from Clayton-le-Woods, Lancashire, suffers from Cauda Equina syndrome — a rare spinal condition that can cause paralysis.
The 59-year-old claims that the post-op experience motivated her to take up walking and wild swimming as natural pain management as she believes it is as strong as traditional painkillers.
Surgery, you may be certain, sucks:
After undergoing a gruelling five-hour op five years ago, Ann explained she technically died after all her bodily functions shut down.
She explained: “A male nurse helped me get out of bed the following day, I said I didn’t feel very well and the next thing I was out. I remember a doctor working on my chest. When I came to he said ‘welcome back, you’re back with us’. I also remember going down a black hole — it was then my bodily functions had shut down. I turned my life around after that — it took six months to get me walking again but now I can walk 78 miles in three days.”
I’m not walking after four months. Maybe I should have had my bodily functions shut down.
As far as I’m concerned, she can dress up as anyone she darn well pleases:
Not only is Captain America my favourite comic book character as you all know, but turning myself and these photos into a real life comic book was like a dream come true for me too. It’s taken hours to edit and do this entire shoot from start to finish, but I have to say that I’m incredibly proud of these photos and I haven’t had as much fun on a shoot as this!
Sourcing, because after all she’s a fashion blogger:
I got this costume from Escapade and I think it’s fantastic. It fits really well actually and is quite comfortable, but it doesn’t come with the boots, so I had some help getting hold of these thigh high pvc red ones from a friend and I think they suit the costume perfectly.
We’re only giving you the faintest hint of the look here, hoping more than usual that you’ll dial over and see the whole photoset.
Her pill is crammed full of hormones and can cause all sorts of mischief. His pill, maybe not so much:
Scientists have made a breakthrough which could be key to developing a male contraceptive pill.
The discovery uses a peptide which changes the way human cells work, “switching off” sperm’s ability to swim, to render men temporarily infertile.
And unlike that thing she takes, this concoction is pretty close to instantaneous:
Lead researcher Professor John Howl, of Wolverhampton University, said the new compound, made in the lab, had shown immediate results.
“The results are startling — and almost instant. When you take healthy sperm and add our compound, within a few minutes the sperm basically cannot move,” he said.
Guys being generally suspicious of the sorts of contraception for which they must assume responsibility, I suspect this product will eventually be sold in Buffalo, Bar-B-Q and Chipotle flavors.
World Tour ’08 took me to Marfa, Texas, where I snapped this picture of an objet d’art posing as a retail store:
This week, my son Russell is in Alpine, Texas, about 30 miles east of Marfa, and he snagged this shot of an object somewhat less arty:
Just for the hell of it, I ran a search, and while there are many 7-Elevens surrounding Beverly Hills, there are none in 90210. Or, for that matter, in 90211 or 90212.
This is Angel Wings, the OC (original character) pony — you’ve already seen mine — of young Alexis Heule:
You may also have noted that this same pony was a character in S06E24, “Top Bolt,” voiced by, yes, Alexis Heule. Sethisto explains:
When I first saw and heard Angel Wings in “Top Bolt”, I had the feeling that this was going to be the case. She is slightly different than your typical backgrounder, and fangirling over Dashie and Twilight is something a lot of us would probably want to do. Turns out there was a reason for it. A quick query over to Big Jim on Twitter revealed the real story… DHX has scooped up another kid from the Make-A-Wish foundation. Angel Wings was an actual little girl and fan of the show. And considering giant bows are the best thing ever, I can’t complain at all.
For “was,” read “is”: Angel Wings is still with us, for now.
Fashion blogger Lorna Burford (Raindrops of Sapphire) takes Halloween very seriously; in fact, she’s asking for costume advice in advance of the Big Day.
Personally, I think she’s going to have to work pretty doggone hard to beat her 2014 appearance:
Then again, I suppose I’ve always had something of a weakness for Tink.
(Greyscaled because I wanted to give you more incentive to look at her site, where she’s live and in colour.)
For some inscrutable reason, this makes me smile:
Check out the amazing detail on the fabulous four. Blanche looking all sly and sexy in her red lounge wear, sweet, innocent Rose in a cute, pink wrap-dress, Dorothy having absolutely none of your shit as she sports sensible shoes and her signature dour expression. But it’s Sophia who steals the show with her infamous purse in hand, ready to smack someone upside the head. They’re all just too perfect.
I’m still trying to get my mind around the phrase “Blanche Devereaux action figure.”
Initial distribution will be at New York Comic-Con, but eventually these will be within the reach of us homebound types.
There’s a sign going up in Forest Hills in the borough of Queens that you just might want to see:
An intersection in Forest Hills, New York will be officially renamed “The Ramones Way” as a memorial to the legendary punk band. It [is] the intersection of 67th Avenue and 110th Street, right in front of Forest Hills High School, where the band’s original lineup met and would later become inductees into the Rock And Roll Hall Of Fame.
The street will officially be unveiled on October 23, following a proposal passed by the City Council July 14, according to councilwoman Karen Koslowitz (D-Forest Hills).
(With thanks to Rob O’Hara, who quipped: “In other news, I still have to get off the interstate at Garth Brooks Blvd.”)
There are minor concussions, and there are major concussions. And they tend to look exactly alike out in the field, which makes this gizmo pretty useful:
“Did your brain slow down? How do we measure that objectively?” said Dr. Nancey Tsai, the creator of the Blink Reflexometer.
She said the device can answer those questions.
In the blink of an eye, she said the device can determine if there’s been any changes to the brain’s processing abilities. CEO Mark Semler and the team at the Zucker Institute of Applied Neuroscience in Charleston helped make the invention a reality.
“The computer logs 20 parameters per eye — all these different subtleties about the blink reflex,” said Semler. Through quick air bursts, the device measures the brain’s reaction time. Unlike other technology, this provides numbers.
Right now, it has one disadvantage:
The Blink Reflexometer is currently hauled around on a cart, but eventually, they’ll make it into a handheld device to use on the sidelines at both professional and high school sports.
It’s probably pricey, but hey: sportsball.