F.U.B.A.R.
Bluelight Crew
I don't even smoke, it's ridiculous. I think the project is called 'Mayfair Bell ringer'
Aah, it's the ash you're after - now I see (still doesn't explain the 'art project excuse though)...
I don't even smoke, it's ridiculous. I think the project is called 'Mayfair Bell ringer'
Nicely coked out, had a fair bitta crack earlier, still wee bit saved for 2moz, got a chippie but need to sober up a bit before I can touch it
How's everyone doing?
Look, i can't help being a polymath (although ironically, math is NOT one of my gifts. I am to math what your average sea anemone is to flying fighter jets. Nearly acalculic. But persistent as a motherfucker)
I TRY to (and I mean no insult to anyone here) and it goes for all but perhaps 3-4 people I talk to, dumb things down at least a little. But I find that as difficult as somebody of extremely low intellect attempting to do the opposite.
But I do try to give clear and succinct (well clear at least, sometimes that clarification takes some writing, subject dependent)
Although thanks, I realize how it was intended)
And I came by the books, if I remember rightly, whilst digging for something in the loft. Not a clue where they came from before that, although it wouldn't be too surprising if my grandmother perhaps once owned them, and they came her after she died, since she was of quite advanced age when she did kick the bucket. This however is pure speculation on my part. There are crates and crates of all manner of things up there. Including, now, one motherfucker of a wasp nest, the visible part is a bit over, roughly, 2 feet wide. Been saving the dead wasps, in order to section them and see if I can't get some practice doing electrophoresis, separating the venom glands from the worker wasps, since they die off in winter. And there are going to be a LOT of wasps in that thing. I need to look into whether the queen leaves and starts anew come the warmth. I'll just keep an eye out up there for swarms of workers about it before I section the thing, because I'm not going to deprive her of a needed home.
The reference about bromal hydrate was pretty much just as I said, a statement that it was similar to chloral hydrate but with a much greater tendency to upset the stomach, and that there really is no justification for its use. They simply omitted the term 'bollocks all'. If I can find vol II I can look up the precise wording if its really important. But the bottom line is its a gutbuster version of chloral hydrate. Which is bad enough itself to be honest. Assuming its in vol.II, I think it is, if not, I'd have to wait until I next see my GP, since I loaned him vol.I to read for a while.
I can think of one use for it however, mainly that Cl2 gas and photocatalytic chlorination of anhydrous EtOH is a pain in the arse, and Br2, being a liquid is somewhat easier to handle in practice. One could potentially (I think) displace the bromine atoms with gaseous Cl2 using Br- as a leaving group, similar to the method of producing elemental iodine from iodide salts, or bromine from ionic bromides by introducing a stream of chlorine gas, and distilling off the chloral hydrate as it formed. That said, the aldehyde moiety probably wouldn't take too kindly, and protection, perhaps as a bisulfite adduct, regenerating the chloral, if it would work, using aqueous base and then distillation.
I can eat durian. It tastes ok its just the erm smell thats bad.^
Durian completely divides SE Asia (well, Thailand and Malaysia where it seems most prominent). You have whole shops devoted to it, selling it in all sorts of forms. We tried durian ice cream. If one lick each counts as 'tried'. It went straight into the river for the mudfish who are equally revolting in their own way. Then again you have countless businesses with signs outside saying "absolutely no durian".
Oh and the mudfish, which literally live in their own mud swamps (how do you evolve into that?) are also considered a delicacy in some places.
There wont be anything in that nest mate. It's dead and won't get reused. The female workers and male drones all die off (after being banished from the nest when their jobs are done) while the new generation of impregnated queens disperse and find somewhere to hibernate over winter - the vast majority are lost through predation, mainly spiders. Come the spring, each queen comes out of hibernation and buggers off to start a new colony. Single handedly she works like a mo'fo' chewing up wood to make a proto nest in which she lays her eggs, then tends to them until they hatch, then provides food for the larvae until they pupate and eventually emerge as workers who take over the building of the full nest while the queen concentrates on laying eggs to provide new queens, or drones whose sole job is to impregnate the new queens. Amazing creatures...
...40mg lorazepam...
I had absolutely no idea you were so into wasps.
Interesting though, I always wondered how they work. Next time somebody mentions wasps I'm going to recite as much of that as I can remember, and when they act surprised just tell them everybody knows it and it's obvious
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Durian completely divides SE Asia (well, Thailand and Malaysia where it seems most prominent). You have whole shops devoted to it, selling it in all sorts of forms. We tried durian ice cream. If one lick each counts as 'tried'. It went straight into the river for the mudfish who are equally revolting in their own way. Then again you have countless businesses with signs outside saying "absolutely no durian".
Oh and the mudfish, which literally live in their own mud swamps (how do you evolve into that?) are also considered a delicacy in some places.