What is your professional opinion on decimal feet? I had to use such a measuring tape at work, it took me half a day to figure out what was going on with that abomination.
Edit: to clarify, feet were divided in 10 units, not 12, so one and a half feet was at the "5" mark between 1 and 2 ft, not the "6" mark.
Not just on the internet, on Lemmy of all places!
getting a call from their son calling to say that he is ok and not to worry with zero context
So, funny/sad story, I did the exact same thing during the shooting at the college I was attending. (We don't live in the States, so this is definitely not a common occurrence here!) My family only had one cell phone, and as luck would have it, I had it that day. I called my mom at work to tell her I was ok and in a safe place. My mom was very confused during the call. She later told me that after we hung up and she processed what I had just told her (and heard the news on the radio) she almost went hysterical.
Wearing super preppy clothes to school/college. I was mistaken for a teacher in 11th grade. In college, I once wore a pencil skirt, black tights, white sweater, and high heels... to a regular Tuesday afternoon class, just because I wanted to.
These sets of concentric shells contain a thin layer of positive mass tucked inside an outer layer of negative mass.
So how much evidence is there for negative mass, then? Sounds like just replacing one unknown with another.
Agreed, look at all the natural variation that was lost. The newcomers don't convey the same intensity of emotions.
P.S. "extant" means still in existence, I believe you meant "extinct" :)
Edit: I only now realize the image is also incorrectly labeled. It's a perfectly understandable mistake, anyway.
And leeches. Can't forget the leeches.
Physical Chemistry. First semester of first year of university. I couldn't understand anything that our 80+ year old professor was mumbling, and the slides he used were terrible (full of abréviations, diagrams missing steps, etc.) Although I was getting solid grades in all my other courses, I failed the first PhysChem midterm with something like 23%. I resigned myself to my fate and sheepishly told my mom (I was still living home at the time and parents were paying for my studies). She got a mad glint in her eyes, and asked for all the course materials. By next week, she had completely reworked the material and came up with new tables and diagrams to help explain the concepts. I was amazed at how simple it all really was. For example, atomic bonds aren't static but can "wiggle" around in several ways, and we can even calculate fairly easily the amount of energy required for each wiggle.
Hello and hey. I don't usually think of myself as "a woman on the internet" because I've basically grown up with it. I don't make any particular efforts to advertise it but I'm not against casually mentioning it. I've never had a bad experience on Reddit due to my gender, likely because I gravitated towards niche subs where gender was irrelevant to the discussion anyway.
International Women's Day was widely celebrated in my native country, but much less so where I now live. I don't really mind, because I don't like the whole politically-correct celebrations that feel hollow and forced ("You're a woman so, uh, here are some flowers! Women like flowers, right? Right???") anyway I had a great day at work with my favorite team, then a nice evening at home with some D&D. I just wish I had time to walk my dog - that's one of my goals for tomorrow.
I don't doubt you and I don't judge you but... HOW
In the crafting world, these are called orts. And some people get super creative with them! I've seen them user to decorate cards, to make collage art, to fill little clear Christmas ornaments or felt animals, etc. I've been saving the ones from my current project because I want to take a picture of the finished cross stitch next to all its orts. It feels like a visual representation of "you can't make omelet without breaking a few eggs", you know?
Jumping in bodies of water and letting the water carry me away. It's a weird mix of "appel du vide" and the urge to be cleansed.