First one, I see an exponent 1, and a set containment symbol. Second one, the exponent 1 again, and then "&sup". Firefox 17.0.1, Mac OS 10.6.8.
I am exactly Hil -- I see the same things and I am running the same browser on the same OS.
Simon ,'Jaynestown'
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.
First one, I see an exponent 1, and a set containment symbol. Second one, the exponent 1 again, and then "&sup". Firefox 17.0.1, Mac OS 10.6.8.
I am exactly Hil -- I see the same things and I am running the same browser on the same OS.
Finding Bigfoot is unintentionally hilarious. Mostly because, you know, they never do find him. The skeptic always seems to be thinking, "how much are they paying me for this, again?" The guys are all serious about how much they know about a creature that they've never seen and never seen any spoor. That sounds like a squatch! There's a squatch in these woods, all right.
I'll be happy to believe in Bigfoot, when (1) someone finds the DNA, or (b) a Sasquatch steps in front of my car.
Chrome 24, Linux, and
First one, I see an exponent 1, and a set containment symbol. Second one, the exponent 1 again, and then "&sup".
First one, I see an exponent 1, and a set containment symbol. Second one, the exponent 1 again, and then "&sup". Firefox 17.0.1, Mac OS 10.6.8.
Same, Chrome Version 23.0.1271.101 Mac OS X 10.6.8
My favorite recent Bigfoot "discovery" was the people who had some "Bigfoot DNA" analyzed and found that it was "mostly human."
I can't put it any better than Rebecca Watson on the SGU: "That's like analyzing some unicorn DNA and finding out that it's "mostly horse.""
I'll be happy to believe in Bigfoot, when (1) someone finds the DNA, or (b) a Sasquatch steps in front of my car.
Considering how much hitting a deer can mess up a car (and its driver), I'd not be so happy to believe in case (b). More like, my last words would be "ARE YOU SHITTING ME?!?"
I'm assuming, in that scenario, that I would stop in time to avoid hitting my Sasquatch, and we would stare dumbfounded at each other for a moment until he loped off into the nearby woods and disappeared, and I would spend the rest of my life never telling anyone. But I'd know.
My husband LOVES Finding Bigfoot. And he has a PhD! In Science! But he loves the idea of cryptozoology. I have to leave the room, although I love the stoner guy Bobo, who is exactly like a guy I worked with on every single archaeology field project I did in the US.
Hey, so I have a new stepbrother!
I mean, not NEW new: he's, like 48. But he was born and given up for adoption a few years before (step)mum's first marriage, and they only just found each other and met for the first time this weekend. I'm amazed and thrilled and overwhelmed for everyone, and I can't even BEGIN to imagine how it must be for them. Just, wow.
(also: family resemblance so strong that if he and my sis had ever walked down the same street at the same time they would've reunited decades ago. DEAD. RINGERS.)
Well, Yankee-istas will be happy to know that Rhode Island is surprisingly squatchy. I guess.
ETA: Congratulations, Amych!