Oh my god. Sarah Jeong deserves a medal for that column.
OK, that is funny. It's her first piece for the old Groaner, perhaps there's hope yet.
the old Groaner
How many goddamn nicknames does the Guardian have? I'm gonna start calling it "the G Zine" and "the old G Spot."
I read that because Krugman linked to it...
I feel like a FUCKING CHAMPION RIGHT NOW. Honestly it was pretty hard to comprehend that the Dowd piece wasn't inartful Dowd satire.
I've never smoked pot much (as I've mentioned before, embarrassingly, I've never really gotten past the "Am I high? I might be. But I'm not sure." stage. Possibly lack of skill inhaling, or who knows), but since pot went legal in Colorado, I've seen a couple of things like Dowd's reporting what I would have thought were implausibly intense bad reactions to doing too much. More sophisticated drug users -- is Dowd's column within the realm of reasonably expected results from eating way too much of a marijuana candybar, or does it look like exaggerated hysteria-feeding?
It doesn't seem that far out to me. Edibles are intense and she had no sense of portion.
It seems pretty clear that labeling needs to be improved. Still, I don't think that takes away from the broader point. Dowd accidentally rendering herself near catatonic in a hotel room is hilarious.
Yes, eating pot takes a long time to kick in, produces stronger and longer-lasting effects than smoking. No idea about dosage of what's getting sold in CO now.
As someone else pointed out, you know she expensed that.
"Warning: Inexperienced users should not ingest more than one serving (1/16th of a the bar). Do not use while wearing corduroy pants."
7: I think a bit of both, she apparently ignored advice given to her from a "tour guide." But sure, it is probably the easiest way to "take to much," and I do think there is potential to make edibles something like Cisco wine, although with far less likelihood of death or severe health consequences.
Actually, I blame Mitt Romney:
"She got some bud, some edibles and when we got back to the hotel she had to run off to a Mitt Romney documentary screening. She asked me, 'Will you roll a joint for me? I don't know how to do it.' But she had to run really quickly to the screening, and I was going to catch a flight the next day, and we were going to connect a few nights later but it never worked out."
I can easily see how this could happen (assuming an idiot like Dowd). It's very easy to underestimate exactly how potent edible pot products can be, given how easily the active ingredients can wander out into other things. I am told that if one happened to come across some in accidental and completely legal ways one could easily make a tincture strong enough to use as cocktail bitters, instead of immediately turning it in to the local police as one obviously would.
I have seen a number of noted potheads complain that the dosage in edibles is impossible to judge - you really need decent quality control and labeling, or you're going to have exactly this problem.
I didn't actually read the MD column, but the first and only time I ate pot (a single lollipop), I had a very unpleasant six-hour hallucinogenic* trip, and only after that did I revert to what felt like normal smoking high for several hours. During the first part, I felt like shit -- not just like "this is scary," but like "I'm empty; I'm alone; I'm a bad person".
*Maybe it's not technically hallucinogenic if you see very vivid visual images but you can still have perceptual discrimination between the images and what's real. I don't know.
Agreed that the legalization of edibles as well as smokables is an underrated problem. In my experience, despite all the jokes in pop culture, only the most enthusiastic of potheads get involved with the world of extracts that you can put into brownies and lollipops and whatnot. But if you can mass-produce those things, people will be unprepared for the effects.
Friends and I went to Eeyore's Birthday a million years ago and had brownies and I ended up not noticeably stoned while she spent hours having tea with Jesus, so our lesson was sometimes baked goods are inconsistent though I guess commercially produced stuff they probably are better at that.
19. ?? Hash and hash oil are extracts, widely sold, easy for amateurs to bake into food.
I have an oddball question about meditation. I get that the point of meditation is to clear your mind of thoughts, and if you have a thought, you just observe it without judgement and go back to the spaces in between the thoughts.
Now, it's generally implied that the thoughts are verbal, and that you're more-or-less ruminating and trying to clear out your internal monologue. But usually if I (humblebrag? maybe) close my eyes, I'll just sort of watch loopy visuals with varying degrees of realism.
If you google any meditative advice stuff, they love visuals because hocus-pocus-loopy. But if you think of visuals as a form of mental chatter, then you should observe but try to quiet the chatter.
I know we have some meditation aficionados here, but anyone have a good answer about the RIGHT way? I want to win.
As a complete non-user, I'm starting to wonder if the problem is packaging orally consumable pot as 'edibles' rather than 'pills'. I mean, eating 1/16 of a candy bar is not a natural way to interact with a candy bar -- at that point there's no particular value to the candy as candy, it's solely a drug delivery mechanism. I know pot brownies are a traditional thing, but wouldn't it make much more sense to be selling this stuff in small, individually wrapped doses? (And of course there also seems to be a real standardization problem as well, but the way edibles sound like they're being sold seems like an invitation to overdose.)
the most enthusiastic of potheads
GIMME A P!
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GIMME AN O!
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Hash and hash oil are extracts, widely sold, easy for amateurs to bake into food.
It's easy, but you have to really care about your pot experiences to bother. A once-a-month-social smoker isn't going to make the extra trip and take the time to make squat.
23: Yeaaah, but. I don't need my liquor packaged in airplane bottles to keep me from downing a 7-11 Big Gulp of gin. There's only so much dumbassery you can prevent, and for however unpleasant her fetal-curl freakout may have been, Dowd is not really any worse for the experience.
I'd assume that part of the reason Colorado shops are focusing on edibles and making them relatively strong is to serve the "export market." If you are bring something home to Omaha, you may not want your neighbors to smell the smoke and you'd want to make it harder for the police to see/smell if you get stopped on I-80.
26: But it's not socially normal to buy Everclear either, even if drinking it by the tablespoonful would be a perfectly responsible way to consume alcohol.
I mean, you're right, kind of. But I'm also right that there's something screwy about selling a candy bar of the same size and appearance as a candy bar that you'd eat because you wanted the chocolate, and expecting people to treat it as something to be consumed by the 1cm squared morsel.
I'm with LB. Candy is a category of things you gobble down lots of. Liquor doesn't taste very good if you gobble it down. Categorically, unpleasant amounts of pot shouldn't be packaged in gobble-able quantities. If a portion is 1/16, then wrap up each 1/16 like a starburst candy.
for however unpleasant her fetal-curl freakout may have been, Dowd is not really any worse for the experience.
That, of course, is an important point. Dowd sounds like she did the equivalent of downing a BigGulp of gin, and it scared her but she wasn't in any medical danger, whereas the gin could have killed her.
If a portion is 1/16, then wrap up each 1/16 like a starburst candy.
What's the largest number of Starburst candies you've eaten in a single session?
Liquor doesn't taste very good if you gobble it down.
At least it doesn't for those inexperienced at drinking liquor. Mostly.
31: How many come in the bags like you get to pass out at Halloween?
31: I'm not saying it'd make taking too much impossible, but it does seem as if it'd make it less likely, if there were a wrapping-defined serving size.
How many come in the bags like you get to pass out
If you're eating enough Starburst to pass out, you're eating too many.
I've definitely eaten too many Starburst on more than one occasion. Then I discovered the Starburst-flavored jelly beans. Those are even better.
Liquor doesn't taste very good if you gobble it down.
College-aged apostropher sez if you mix tequila with cherry Kool-Aid, you can gobble it down much faster than is advisable without even wincing. And you'll never wear those clothes again.
At Christmas, you can get a candycane filled with them.
Dowds' column was hilarious, sure, but actually seemed completely reasonable. (As I now see has already been pointed out in this thread multiple times. Oh well.)
In northern knifecrimea, when First Minister Salmond was a lad, it wasn't common to get grass. Hash was standard. So edibles of various kinds weren't uncommon.*
It's true that it's very easy to get out of your depth if you are a casual occasional smoker.
* although all kinds of home-made fancy pipes and water affairs were more common for those who didn't smoke tobacco.
37: And that's a bad idea (as is Everclear in grape Kool-Aid), and grownups don't do it. Reading about edibles, it kind of sounds as if standard packaging (to the extent that there is a standard) is the equivalent of selling Everclear with grape Kool-Aid in BigGulp cups with straws, and then saying that a sensible person would have known to put it in the fridge and drink it over a two-week period, a couple of big sips a day.
I think "getting high" has a huge psychological component, and that edibles, by obscuring exactly how much weed is being consumed, let people's imaginations run away with them (which is all "getting high" really is). My semi-testable prediction is that LB could have eaten the same brownie as Dowd and felt nothing. (Obviously it's not testable in that we can't feed LB that specific brownie but we could get 100 LBs and 100 Dowds in a room, randomize 200 brownies, etc.)
I actually am kind of curious about legal edibles, just because it seems like a way to get past the "Am I high? Maybe I'm high?" stage without having to get skilled at inhaling smoke.
Everclear with grape Kool-Aid in BigGulp cups with straws, and then saying that a sensible person would have known to put it in the fridge and drink it over a two-week period, a couple of big sips a day
That doesn't sound like something a sensible person would do.
40 wasn't me, but it's true (though smoking with tobacco was far more common than eating IME) and I don't know why the First Minister felt the need to go pseudonymous on this since it's hardly incriminating.
I was always surprised by this since it's much easier to eat stuff than smoke it - less hassle, no problems with smoking restrictions, no smell etc.
41: Agree with you on this point; that is why I mentioned Cisco wine upthread. (Discussed here several times before, they at one time used the slogan "Takes You by Surprise.")
I think the underlying point here is that LB, as a lawyer in New York, is used to being in a terrifyingly inexplicable and illogical environment full of vaguely threatening but yet undefinable presences, and so getting her high has about as much objective effect as giving a Bedouin a drug that causes him to imagine he's surrounded by sand.
So edibles are actually really easy to make. You don't need hash oil or whatever. You just need shitty pot, butter, and a way to double-boil things.
People make pot brownies because brownies are yummy. People make edibles, generally, because (1) edibles are yummy but more importantly (2) smoking isn't exactly the easiest way of getting medicine into you and (3) at least in the medicinal world it really helps people to have pot in a form that's relatively pleasant to ingest even if you're really sick.
Also, in areas that are not wherever Ned lives and also are California, they are super common and have been super common for a really long time. It's not like some hardcore weirdo thing, not at all.
AISIMHB when I lived on Treasure Island I had a neighbor who was a trained baker who made his living baking for the pot clubs. He lived in TI because electricity wasn't seperately metered, so he could efficiently have a full-sized industrial kitchen in his apartment (lots of people grew/grow pot there for the same reason). It was a somewhat shadier era for this sort of thing so he wanted to make sure his neighbors weren't pissed at him, which he accomplished by being super generous with gift-bags and holiday sampler packs and so on. That was a good time.
Back when I worked for Big Tobacco, one of the historic Bad Documents was an internal memo from one of the big companies rhapsodizing about what a wonderful drug delivery method smoking was -- that the smoker got the hit instantly, and could control their dosage with perfect sensitivity. I don't know if it works as well for THC as nicotine, but I'd believe on the basis of that memo that smoking is subjectively a superior way of consuming drugs for most people who don't start coughing comically when they try.
43: THEY ARE THE MOST AMAZING THING EVER
On the other hand, while I'm truckin' down anecdote lane, I had another friend who had brownies for the first time and didn't really get the whole "they take a very long time to kick in" thing, which, combined with the "being a little high gives you the munchies" thing meant that he ate eight of them. I do not think that was a completely untroubled experience for him (he was flying home to see his parents for christmas the next morning), although of course in a larger sense he was perfectly fine.
51: Reminds me of when I was in the Peace Corps, and people talked about what happened when you drank too much and got the DTs: "I feel like there are bugs, crawling all over me. Lizards running up and down the walls! Giant crabs, scuttling out of disturbingly rounded holes in the turf... Yep, everything's normal."
he was flying home to see his parents for christmas the next morning
Well at least he didn't need a plane.
53: well, right, it's the coughing, and in general it's the hot gas in your lungs. Vaporizers are absolutely a dynamite drug delivery method, with all the upside and none of the downsides of smoking, but they are at least as of now a bit of a pain in the ass. Weed-filled e-cigs would sort of be a solution, but as far as I know that hasn't quite happened yet. Maybe it has?
Another thing to consider is that I believe in both Colorado and Washington smoking in public is illegal; in areas with sort of in-between laws like that edibles are a less fraught way to have your weed on-the-go.
I only skimmed the column and refuse to reread it so I could be wrong-- but I don't think Dowd's column was put in any kind of appropriate context. If she had led it with something along the lines of, "I decided on purpose to act like a total, stupid, dumbass because there are in fact people out there who will act that way" it would have been somewhat less weird and stupid.
What surprises me is that Dowd hasn't been high for all her columns to date. There's that certain, er, associative style.
Maybe the column was saying that legalization and alternate forms like edibles were ruining it for the long-term smokers like her.
60: Which part do you think is her being a dumbass? Eating all of a normal-edible-size object that had no labeling to the contrary?
55:being a little high gives you the munchies
Along those lines, "being high means you're more likely to leave out a key ingredient"one time resulted in some dense slab-like chocolaty material that no one really wanted to eat but no wanted to throw out either. The a friend took a few pieces of it camping where they were half-eaten by a marauding raccoon* that got into the food bag. Not sure if it was wearing green corduroy.
*Is pot something that most/many mammals are susceptible to?
64: Read the article in 13 and get back to me.
43, 54 get it utterly, tragically wrong.
I just went to the store and it had neither Starburst jelly beans nor Leibniz cookies. No legal edibles, either. My life feels tragically incomplete.
67: I am with Josh, here. I think they taste like lipstick.
I'm near campus, so I assume that if I didn't look so middle aged, I could find illegal edibles without much effort.
How do you know what urple and dalriata taste like?
In defence of oudemia's taste, I did prepare by covering myself in lipstick. As is my wont.
AISIMHB I was at a concert one time and a guy I knew, but hadn't seen in a couple of years, gave me a cup of ice water (it was a hot day), and turned to talk to someone while I was sipping some, only to turn back after a little bit and tell me I'd ingested about 8 doses of LSD.
I found five dollars, but the giant lizards scampered off with them.
In the town of topless Calvinism weed was almost impossible to obtain and nobody seemed to use pipes or make edibles. You mixed the hash with Drum and rolled it up.
You used to print out the Washington Monthly for rolling paper?
I assume he means durum wheat flour.
re: 77
Where I'm from, people used to never use rolling tobacco for joints. Too wet, and it gives the wrong speed of smoke. Also, the joints go out a lot, and it's hard to roll them to a proper size.*
* by proper size I mean pretty big. When I was in Amsterdam as a teenager, and hung out with some US college kids, my friend and I were amused/horrified at the teeny-weeny inexpert joints. In north knifecrimea being able to skin up properly, i.e. roll a decent sized joint that smoked smoothly from beginning to end and didn't burn too quick or too slow, was a badge of stoner honour.
by proper size I mean pretty big
Laydeez.
I don't think the laydeez will be impressed if you set your penis on fire before offering them a hit.
I recently smoked pot for the first time in ~10 years, to see if my previous usual reaction (sudden inexplicable disdain bordering on hatred for everyone in the room) would be ameliorated and/or outweighed by pain relief. It was! In fact I seem not to have the hatred-of-everyone reaction at all anymore. And the pain relief was outstanding. Unfortunately it also now seems to totally wreck my already-delicate nervous system, such that I was completely unable to walk unassisted for about 4 hours and my blood pressure dropped dangerously and I had a marked uptick in muscle spasms and tremors.
So then I've been trying tea made out of a gelatin tincture, which is easier to control the dosage of but I haven't figured out any sort of happy medium yet. Drugs are weird.
Is it possible you are around less hateful people that you were ten years ago? Anyway, sorry it makes you tremor.
I also just had back surgery this morning, where I re-confirmed the fact that I idiosyncratically do not respond to dilaudid AT ALL. Now I'm trying to decide if it makes me seem more or less like a drug seeker to just say "please skip the dilaudid and go straight to the morphine" for next time.
Or pot? Maryland has medical mj; can I get that in an IV in a hospital? Probably not. Thanks a lot, Obamacare.
Or pot? Maryland has medical mj; can I get that in an IV in a hospital?
If it works for you, is there some way you could get a scrip and have someone go bring it to you?
E. Messily, didn't you go to Re/ed College? I did too, and Moby probably has it right in 85.
Ouch! I did, but I liked my friends just fine when I wasn't high (still do!), and I actually wasn't at Reed anymore the last couple times I tried it.
I am being too harsh - hateful is much too strong a word. But more than anywhere else I've been, everyone's insecurities and anxieties and exposed nerves were right there on the surface, so it was sometimes painful to enhance your consciousness and see all that anxiety and pain so clearly.
The pot definitely makes my blood pressure plummet. That plus munchies plus sleepies means I don't find it particularly fun anymore.
87- probably not for surgery recovery? They don't really let anyone in until you're almost ready to be discharged. But maybe! I have not investigated this at all.
I went to a place where you get your medical mj card yesterday, only I got there too late which was fine because I suspect it's not worth doing anyway. I just keep thinking "well it's right there." As I was standing on the steps in front of the place, I looked over to the lake, which was a block or so away, and for my first time in the bay area, saw a naked person walking around. He walked up the block I was on, in fact right under the stairs, and either because he looked like he was way on drugs and I assumed he wouldn't notice or because I'm just not a good person, I was more or less staring because hey, free view of naked person. Who doesn't like that? As he got to where I was, he said "hey you don't have any, like, pants in there or something?" referring I guess to my backpack, and all I could say was "uh, sorry, not really!" Not really any pants, no. He was, I suspect, an unusually attractive drugged-out naked person. He didn't have no money or nothin'. Maybe he'd meet up with a character. I was hoping things would work out for him.
Whoever programmed this thing to delete my / linda manz html tag is a shit.
Seriously though, there is a tag you need to use to make your fake tag visible. I can't remember what it is.
I don't weigh in on this sort of thing online, but if I did I'd say that I'm given to believe it's inadvisable for those of us with low blood pressure.
I do have another addiction-related question. Does anyone know why people say that chewing ice means you're sexually frustrated? (I mean, mostly it's, like, junior high people who say this but obviously I'm still bitter.) I don't think there's any connection between anemia pica and sexual frustration, and I suddenly tonight started wondering if it's because chewing ice is a sort of satisfaction that may be second only to orgasm. But perhaps actual drug aficionados and/or Starburst jellybean tweakers feel the same about their chosen substances.
I'm just saying it was probably a person who was sexually frustrated AND an ice addict who started that rumor. Moby's denials fool no one.
chewing ice is a sort of satisfaction that may be second only to orgasm.
Aaaaaaaaahhhh no fortunately my orgasms don't consist of stabbing tooth pain plus fingernails on a chalkboard.
The best thing is when you bite a piece of ice just hard enough that it doesn't crack but the pressure starts to melt it and you get this kind of squeeeee sound in your mouth.
64: Which part do you think is her being a dumbass? Eating all of a normal-edible-size object that had no labeling to the contrary?
Agreed with various others that there should be some controls / labeling on something like a candy bar regarding portions -- and bite-sized portions seem like a better idea -- but the fact is that you don't do drugs you're unfamiliar with without informing yourself before the fact about what to expect. That Dowd was apparently tutored by some guide yet ignored what she'd been told makes her kind of a dumbass.
But I didn't actually read the Dowd column!
It is funny, though: for most people familiar with formerly illicit drugs, yeah, there are guidelines: don't take drugs from people you don't know. Always have a friend in your company if/when you take a drug you've never taken before. Always have an out: a way to get home, or someone to call, or somewhere to crash (sleep). These are pretty much the same things you do for alcohol consumption. That Dowd would try pot, in edible form, alone in a strange city, is just not good practice. If she were 15 years old and trying booze for the first time, it would be understandable -- kids are stupid -- but she's not 15 years old.
Even since this cold started, my teeth have hurt.
"If she were 15 years old and trying booze for the first time, it would be understandable -- kids are stupid -- but she's not 15 years old"
Yes. But she *is* stupid.
I've loved chewing ice, but don't anymore for fear my teeth will crack. I've lost cusps off two different teeth in recent years, re-crowned but still. Not from ice though. Looked like a miniature Mt. St. Helens. I've been frustrated, but hasn't everybody, ice or no?
In north knifecrimea being able to skin up properly, i.e. roll a decent sized joint that smoked smoothly from beginning to end and didn't burn too quick or too slow, was a badge of stoner honour.
In the south too. Although I was more likely to use rolling tobacco than cigarette tobacco.
I bought my mother lingerie for Christmas one year when I went shopping the day after eating something the night before. I can only conclude I was still rather incapacitated.
but the pressure starts to melt it and
Pressure melts ice? I always thought it was the warmth of your mouth.
It probably is, because 98F melts ice very well. But pressure will melt ice because ice takes up more space than water.
I'm reasonably pro-legalization and anti-Dowd, but I thought in a policy sense her column was sensible. Edibles are a much more intense experience from smoking and are extremely easy to 'OD' on because of that whole first hour 'I'm not feeling anything' thing, as well as LB's point about it being a natural thing to eat a bunch of brownies. They certainly ought to be more strictly regulated than smokable pot. I mean, we kick up a fuss about Joe Camel advertising cigarettes because some kid might like the mascot, this seems like a no-brainer.
Contrarianism is the most potent of all drugs, and PGD is addicted.
I bought my mother lingerie for Christmas one year when I went shopping the day after eating something the night before. I can only conclude I was still rather incapacitated.
This has been making me grin all morning!
116: Hilarious! I forgot the context of this thread and figured that "eating something the night before" meant you had a killer burrito.
118: Interesting. This is true only for a small range of temperatures, and when you get in that range you're moving close to the weird states.
Wait, at low pressures water jumps straight from solid to vapor, and is never liquid? Am I reading that chart right?
122- Small range of temperatures? I see a big horizontal interface between liquid and solid. True, it's not likely my mouth is generating a gigapascal.
123- It's like you've never lived on a planet with all the phases of water.
On topic, I went to a party this past weekend for the first time in a long while, mostly populated by strangers. A nice man offered me a few tokes of what turned out to be the death weed from hell. I was near-catatonic for most of the party. Sad, since there were nice people I would have liked to get to know better.
Also - Messily, since you're a fellow alum of Re/ed (why are we googleproofing?) you should check out the DC alumni chapter if you haven't already. They (we?) do fun stuff fairly regularly. Ditto Freight Train, if you're in the area.
124: Sure, but I thought that was just a theory.
127- I went to pizza/happy hour things a few times, a few years ago. I'm not really in DC anymore though so attendance at events is contingent on my already being in town for a weekend or other visit. (I'm in Westminster MD which is close enough for lots of visits but not really close enough to come in for just an evening). But if you are doing something especially fun you should let me know, especially if it's during the summer. I'd plan a trip around a Reedie/Unfogged mashup meetup.
130.last: Sounds good to me. I'll bear that in mind.
125: Am I reading it wrong? The horizontal line above the solid portion corresponds to turning regular water ice into ice IX or whatever, which I think either summons Joe Satriani or ends the world. Increasing pressure to turn ice into water means moving up the chart, and the only time you go from ice to water doing that is that little lip jagging left out of Liquid; looks to be around 260-280K (well, probably 273K) which corresponds to the temperatures where ice does that weird thing of being less dense than liquid water (as Moby noted).
If ice weren't less dense than liquid water, all the icebergs wouldn't work for shit.
Icebergs work for no one.
I didn't notice the smaller chart below it where they zoom in near that triple point: the range where you can increase pressure to turn it to water is from -20 to 0 C. Interestingly, if you continue to increase pressure (300-600 MPa) it then turns into ice III or V... which is what's probably on the bottom of Ganymede's ocean. Neat.
Oops, never mind, I'm embarrassed to call myself a scientist.
I do science, but I never call myself a scientist. That's for people with PhDs and grants and ideas.
If I give you a $1 grant in exchange for a clever comment, will that satisfy two out of three?
The only people who call me doctor are vendors trying to sell me stuff or colleges asking for contributions.
The only people who call me doctor want me to submit papers to their on-line, open-sourced, probably fraudulent journal or who want me to buy antibodies. I don't know why somebody got the idea that I might want to buy antibodies.
139: To life hack your immune system, of course.
I used to get spam for knock-out mice. I asked if I could order some of those, but it wasn't allowed.
That's what happens when you feed a whole chocolate bar to the mice instead of the recommended dose.
118: I don't think the pressure that your teeth generates can melt ice -- at least, not to a degree that would be detectable relative to the heat of your mouth melting ice.
For reference, it used to be thought that ice skates melted ice with pressure, but recent research (I don't have a more specific citation than that :( ) has apparently concluded that the pressure of an ice skater's skates is insufficient to melt ice. Maybe the bite force is a lot greater than that of an ice skater's skates. I don't know. The latest theory on ice skating is that even at temperatures much colder than freezing there are quasi liquid molecules on the surface of ice that vibrate faster than normal and provide the slipperiness that ice skating takes advantage of.
My source for this is Zumdahl, Chemical Principles, 7th edition, i.e. my chem textbook.
I used to get spam for knock-out mice.
Gorgeous Single Mice In Your Area Are Waiting To Meet You!
143: I think what has to be happening, then, is that there's a reasonable pressure at which the ice deforms smoothly rather than cracking so that it's more malleable than it is brittle. Because as a matter of direct observation, if you do the ice crushing between your teeth thing described above, your teeth do sink into the ice.
Icebergs work for no one the tsar.
I was flying back from a weekend in Amsterdam one time in my thirties, when I should have known better, and realised on the train to the airport that there was this huge lump of hash that I hadn't managed to smoke. So naturally I ate it.
Woke up at six the next morning - this was summer, and just lay there for a while watching the curtains in the open window stay entirely still while the rest of the room waved in the breeze. When I went into the office to my wholly respectable job I discovered that all the flesh had vanished from my fingers, so I could hear the bones clicking against the keyboard as I typed. I made my excuses and left. That evening I drank whisky until I felt normal again.
Eating, people, is bad.
I do science, but I never call myself a scientist. That's for people with PhDs and grants and ideas. white lab coats and safety goggles.
Because of allergies, I took a Benadryl. Now I'm going to do a Mo Do. I don't know how people take two of these things.
Why, do you have a good comma recipe I can use?
150: So people give you hallucinations?