He doesn't travel well. He's like fine shrimp.

Anya ,'Touched'


Natter 43: I Love My Dead Gay Whale Crosspost.  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


Jessica - Mar 14, 2006 11:47:27 am PST #3882 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

Nanocar!

Rice University scientists have constructed the world's smallest car - a single molecule "nanocar" that contains a chassis, axles and four buckyball wheels.

The "nanocar" is described in a research paper that is available online and due to appear in an upcoming issue of the journal Nano Letters.

The nanocar consists of a chassis and axles made of well-defined organic groups with pivoting suspension and freely rotating axles. The wheels are buckyballs, spheres of pure carbon containing 60 atoms apiece. The entire car measures just 3-4 nanometers across, making it slightly wider than a strand of DNA. A human hair, by comparison, is about 80,000 nanometers in diameter.


§ ita § - Mar 14, 2006 11:52:01 am PST #3883 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Some drugs can screw with your hormones, which in turn tweaks your metabolism -- birth control pills do that.

Do you know which Elavil does? It affects the appetite at the very least, since increased desire for sweets is also listed as a possible side effect. But I wonder if it'd be just more to burn off should one succumb, or if Elavil would make it stick too.


Steph L. - Mar 14, 2006 11:57:26 am PST #3884 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism

Do you know which Elavil does?

Just from a cursory glance through the literature, it looks like Elavil t edit *can* increase your craving for sweets AND slow your metabolism (though it doesn't do so in every patient). t /edit I also read something about "alterations in the regulation of fat stores," which I didn't find a full explanation for, though it sounds like it makes your body hang onto fat instead of burning it as efficiently as it should.


Allyson - Mar 14, 2006 11:58:48 am PST #3885 of 10001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica

Does anyone have a Chicago Style Manual they're willing to part with?

Or at least, how does one cite internet sources in Chicago?

Signed,

MLA Girl


shrift - Mar 14, 2006 11:58:59 am PST #3886 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

I'm telling you, they'll wish they had trampolines set up all around the base of shrift's building the day she hands in her notice.

I'm no fan of melodrama in my day-to-day life, but some rending of garments would be satisfying.


§ ita § - Mar 14, 2006 12:02:07 pm PST #3887 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Thanks, Teppy. I'm really curious to know what an increased craving for sweets will feel like, assuming by sweets they mean dessert-like stuff. If it means candy I will gross myself out.

I mean, should I get that side effect in the lottery.


Tom Scola - Mar 14, 2006 12:02:49 pm PST #3888 of 10001
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.

Allyson, I've got a 14th edition you can have. (The current edition is 15).

[edit: the 14th edition is old enough that they don't talk about the Internet in it much, though]


tommyrot - Mar 14, 2006 12:03:39 pm PST #3889 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

"alterations in the regulation of fat stores,"

"Fat stores must close no later than 9:00 PM and provide adequate handicapped parking."


Jesse - Mar 14, 2006 12:06:28 pm PST #3890 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I don't see it in this FAQ, Allyson, but maybe there's something here: [link]


Jesse - Mar 14, 2006 12:07:37 pm PST #3891 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Oh, here's something. [link] And one more: [link]