Today I took a 206 bus, which was full of kids on their way to Evanston High School. One kid got sat behind me and called his dad on hid cell. The kid wanted to go out to celebrate the one year anniversary with his girlfriend, so he was asking his dad if he could do some cleaning around the house for some money. What followed was a long negotiation over what he would clean and how much he'd get payed.
At one point the kid says, "You want me to clean the kitchen
and
the basement for only $30? Come on, dad - the basement is full of spider webs, and I'm arachnophobic!" Then he argued that if his dad hired a maid, it would cost so much, and so on.
The kid was a good negotiator.
In a post-industrial, office-job world, I think it's nuts to have to get up before the sun, no matter what time that is. Which my family mocked me about over Thanksgiving, when I was bitching about the shift in daylight savings time, but I don't care. It's not right!
Since mercury freezes at -39C, shooting frozen mercury bullets would be fairly difficult. The kinetic energy imparted on the bullet by firing alone may melt it, presuming you fired the gun from a very, very cold icebox.
Um... a hollow frozen mercury bullet filled with liquid helium?
In a post-industrial, office-job world, I think it's nuts to have to get up before the sun, no matter what time that is.
I am seriously with you. I also advocate for human hibernation in the winter.
At that point you may as well start shooting with gold bullets, it'll be cheaper and considering gold's extraordinary ductile properties, the chances of it retaining any identifiable marks after impact is rather low. That is if the fragments aren't 'lost' by someone who has more greed than integrity.
I also advocate for human hibernation in the winter.
Good call.
I think I committed to bringing cookies to a thing tomorrow night, and I am so not into it! Oh well. I just suggested I could bring a tube of dough and some decorating stuff, and have it be a craft (it's a crafty evening), so we'll see.
I think it'd be most wretched to kill someone, have their ashes compacted into diamond in a bullet shape, and then shoot their loved one with it.
I WILL KILL YOU WITH YOUR OWN MOTHER, YOU BASTARD.
Now THAT is a CSI episode.
Yeah, but the whole point is to confuse the CSI people (and Quincy). "No bullet and a few splotches of mercury" would be more confusing than "gold bullet."
Oh, hey Jesse, did you get the bags?
