'Shindig'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I think it's supposed to make tiny black holes that will EXPAND AND EAT OUR PLANET, SOLAR SYSTEM, ENTIRE UNIVERSE.
I totally didn't comprehend that from the article. I am a total physics moron.
So thank you for translating from physics-ese into Teppy-moron.
It's mostly a joke. I expect that, much like the fears of the first atomic bomb test setting the atmosphere on fire, the fears about the LHC are utterly unfounded.
Oh, THAT'S a comfort. Now I'm thinking "what are the unexpected 'poison the earth and give a bunch of army brats cancer thirty years later' effects of a super colider?"
I didn't read that specific article, but I've picked up random bits here and there. Physicists are not worried that my ASSCAP story will happen. Well, there's probably at least one out there who does, but he or she probably has other issues.
It's kind of a running joke, I believe.
Short summation: [link]
Grrrrrr. There was supposed to be a meeting today from 8:30-3 for the local Education Association site reps. I pulled my grumpy self out of bed, got ready and drove to the meeting site and no one was there! After 30 minutes and several unproductive phone calls to try to find out something I drove back home.
Why would they change venue or cancel a meeting and not tell anyone? Just one more indicator that the entire education system in this county is totally screwed up. No wonder the teacher contract for this year is such crap, the representation probably didn't show up for the meeting and the school board just did whatever they wanted.
So, we have people on the board who take Xanax, right? How quickly does it kick in?
I just started it Thursday. I'm not sure how much is the effect of the drug and how much is psychosomatic so far. Maybe an hour?
Cracked.com has an article about 5 Ways the World Could End or something like that. The LHC is (or would be) responsible for most of them.
Why would they change venue or cancel a meeting and not tell anyone?
No one else being there would get me paranoid that they told everyone but me.
Okay, this article seems reassuring about the collider: [link]
The Boy commented that, even if it doesn't end the world, maybe some superheroes would be created. So that's a big plus!
Happy birthday and bundles of job~ma to Tom!
Dude, I wanna be a superhero. I really, really do. But we need a paycheck, a 401(k), SERIOUS medical (or an on-site superhealer) and possibly, an island lair.
And I want a formal superhero costume, for events, and a getting-superhero-shit-done pratical outfit. Possibly leather pants in many colors, like Buffy. But in a much larger size.
I wouldn't mind some kind of mental power, but I would also like to be stronger and faster, and possibly, a better metabolism.
(See, I would have fabulous ethics, but just ONCE in my life, I would like to kick some mean person's ass. Just once. To see what it's like...Oh, dear. Here begins my inevitible slide into EVIL and my rocky road to redemption. You saw it all here, folks.)