Seems a bit odd that they don't mention the reason Mount Athos is recently famous -- females, including even female animals, are banned. I guess they import all their cheese.

Feseekh is traditionally eaten especially during Shem el Nessim (smelling the breezes, same day as Coptic Easter). I first encountered it in my uncles house in Cairo -- I thought a rat must have died in his wall, but no, that was what was for dinner, and a smell very unlike breezes. A taste that I failed to acquire.

Not a job for a claustrophobe.

One of my former cow-orkers, who grew up in Malaysia, told me that when he was young his father was walking through the woods and was hit in the head by a falling Brazil nut -- he came to hours later, and was wicked late for dinner. He described the fruit as having nuts like sectors of an orange.

Nice to see them in fact.

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They should explain Giles Corey: Back in the day, if you were convicted of a felony, for example, witchcraft, you forfeited all your property to the crown. He died so that his family could inherit.

Refusing to plead, and being pressed by stones, wasn't that rare at the time.

You have a point, it was always double OH seven.

I remember the stress put on distinguishing zero from O back in college CS classes, quite a while ago. Presumably for the sake of the keypunch operators' time.

Indeed, when the only way of producing a character is to write it, distinguishing a character from a glyph may seem to depend on an absurdly fine point. Printers had to understand, but most people weren't printers. I have seen a number of older typewriters that dispensed with both 0 and 1: One just used O and l instead.

I recall, years ago, reading a standard (ISO or ASME, don't recall), on testing "bullet proof" window materials. The requirements were, and I will probably get the numbers wrong, 12 burly young lads, at least 3 of which were right handed, and at least 3 left handed, and a standard set of tools with which to bash windows. Then you encouraged them to bash for a standard time, and evaluated the damage using standard criteria.

That seemed odd to me too. Certainly zero (and nought) existed.

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Pink is a combination of red and white light.
There are almost surely numerous combinations of various spectral colors that will look exactly like ultra-pink to our limited eyes. Fitting into the various color gamuts involved in color reproduction and perception is not very simple at all.

Whiter than white washing powders work by using fluourescence -- they transmute some of the ultraviolet light striking them into visible light. The reason this works is explainable by a color gamut, the gamut of the human eye. If we could see in the ultraviolet range that is being absorbed then the trick wouldn't be nearly as effective. There are animals, for example bees, that do see colors bluer than we can, and in fact some flowers have patterns that are visible only to them.

It is possible that fluorescence is partly responsible for ultra-pinkness. If it is, that would have been more interesting than what was presented.

I suspect, but do not know, that the CMYK or RGB color representation schemes are up to the task of encoding the colors you describe. The problem is that there is no practical process that can sense them in an image, nor any practical process that can mechanically reproduce them.

He could have shown us a graphical representation of a typical monitor gamut, and where the pink lies (outside). He could have told us something about the human (or other) eye's gamut, and explained how the pink fits into it. But no

I want to hear the story of that other spider, the one unfortunate enough to hatch out on the downwind side of the stream. She has to patiently wait for some fortunate upwind spider, hatched with a silver spoon in her mouth, to waft a pilot web over. Then she jumps on it, and has to buffalo the other haughty spider off.

But no, no love for my spider at all.

In my world, we call the color of the sky "blue".

I see a lot of drivers that seem to think that, if they cede the right of way to a pedestrian as required by law it's some kind of personal favor, and the lowly pedestrian should tug his forelock, say "thank you baas", and run.

Bullshit.