Place the smallest speck of dust you can find on your fingertip. Imagine that is our solar system. At this scale, to cross our entire galaxy would take you to the horizon. Traveling to the edge of the observable universe would place you in the vicinity of Mars.
The “genius” of Steve Miller Band: “El Paso,” “hassle,” and “gas hole” all rhyme. It makes me grit my teeth a little bit.
No matter whose purse you take candy from, it always tastes like purse.
So far this morning on MSNBC, I’ve seen Meghan McCain and Luke Russert on the air. Oh, good. They’ve worked so hard to get there. I’m glad we live in a meritocracy.
Final attention-grabbing line from an NBC Today Show report: “. . . he got his son circumcised; now he hopes he doesn’t hold it against him.”
A lesson in scale: If the Earth was the size of a ping pong ball, the Sun would be about fourteen feet in diameter, approximately five football fields away (488 yards). The speed of light would be 2.1 mph. The nearest star, Alpha Centauri, would be about 75,000 miles away.
I’m sitting still in my chair. The Earth beneath me is rotating at 1000 mph and is circling the sun at 65,000 mph. The solar system moves around the galaxy center at 600,000 mph and the galaxy is speeding through the Universe at 1,000,000 mph. Traveling without moving. All mileages are estimated and your results may vary.
Hey, History Channel, “Mysteries of the Freemasons” is not history. Hey, Science Channel, “How It’s Made” is not science. Get it together, will you? I don’t care if Hitler’s Thule Society developed intergalactic travel or if some yahoo can catch a giant, toothy fish.
A woman shows anger or aggression and a common response is to comment on her hormonal state. Think of the number of men who are enraged or aggressive. There might be week or two a month where a woman has hormonal fluctuations and body pain adversely effecting her. Imagine if, on a similar cycle, men were more serene and non-confrontational. That would freshen the air. If anyone is victim to their hormones, it is men.
Peace is made with guns like apple pie is made with pickles.