Suppose you have a hundred dice. You roll them all and any that come up one disappear. You'll lose a sixth of them every time you roll, right? That's pretty much my understanding of radioactive decay on an atomic level, though of course the dice aren't six-sided. They point is, they don't have to know the state of any other dice, each just has to know it's own state.
Xander ,'Empty Places'
Natter 72: We Were Unprepared for This
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.
Oh, the debt cancellation and lease payment are two different things. Well, I hope you can work something painless out.
Okay, thinking of it in terms of rolling dice makes sense to me.
No squiggly equations! Equations with squiggly lines are the reason I ended up with a degree in anthro.
DH just finished a z-pack and is going through the same thing - I didn't realize it might last that long. good to know. They never bothered me that way
Does he have a bad taste in his mouth too?
Good morning, Natter! I am sitting on the beach at a sort of run down resort in Haiti. Needless to say, it's amazing. I went to bed early yesterday after a long day out and about, so now am up early and taking advantage of the wifi. Good times.
Definitely wins over my morning: woke up to discover a huge gross blister on my forearm. Apparently I need to replace my micro-heat pack because it sprung leaks and steam-burned me in a couple places. I only had it on 10 minutes! And I didn't even notice last night. For HOURS (I had it on my wrist while I ate.)
Just call me Calamity Sara.
Any wifi connectivity from Haiti is a major accomplishment, I bet.
Yes, today I pick Jesse's morning over sarameg's. By a long shot.
How long are you in Haiti? We have a very large Haitian population here. Enough that the school correspondence has a Creole version sent home. My SIL is Haitian as well as a number of my basketball sons and the boys' friends.
My morning is slow. I have been working and playing on the computer and ignoring that whole get out of jammies and get ready to go to the office thing. I haven't even made a pot of tea or breakfast. Morning television,computer and comfy chair.
In my father's generation: one "n" (Justin) out of three surviving boys. There was another "n" - Robin who died as an infant. In my generation: Jon, Kennan, Kevin, Brian - which is 4 out of 8 . Also -that's all the West Coasters in my generation.
In the next gen: we have another Justin, a Jonathan, an Ethan and a Sean. (And three boys in that generation with non-N ending names.)