Doomsayerphobics may breathe a sigh of relief: No direct search for strangelets in cosmic rays or particle accelerators has ever seen a strangelet.
On 29 April 1995, having forgotten my earplugs (a rare occurrence), certain events on stage at the conclusion of a gig (namely instruments being left against speakers and a soundboard effects switch being turned to the max) induced a case of permanent and possibly incurable tinnitus in me. I remember the scenario well because at least 100 remaining in the audience were physically bent over and retching in pain for nearly 45 seconds with no escape. Thanks to the Reid bros/J&MC. ...
12 Days of Christmas December 14, 2011 My dearest darling John: Who ever in the whole world would dream of getting a real Partridge in a Pear Tree? How can I ever express my pleasure. Thank you a hundred times for thinking of me this way. My love always, Agnes December 15, 2011 Dearest John: Today the postman brought your very sweet gift. Just imagine two turtle doves. I'm just delighted at your very ...
Why is there a general (larger than Portuguese) consensus that no direct English translation exists?
The contest officially and aptly kicks off on September 11, the ten-year anniversary of a particularly sad and stupid day. There will be a nominations thread where every member in "good standing" will have the opportunity to nominate their favourite loser, then a poll will be conducted to vote Amkon's Biggest Loser from the top five. The winner will be awarded US$40 in vouchers redeemable at any Whataburger. Travel costs not included. Any thoughts ...
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