I’ve been struggling with my Blood Syrup for a while now, mostly because it *IS* syrup and not blood like I should have. So I have problems like wounds that don’t heal and pain in my hands and feet that never seems to get better, along with some nerve damage that looks to be permanent.
This is all self-inflicted, you know? I should have lived healthier and stuck it out at the gym when the first tingles appeared years ago (and I did for a while, but only a while)
So here I am, medicated and sore.
The short version of this is “Push back from the table while you can still see your feet kids”
Today I performed SCIENCE! I made plasma in the microwave oven.
I will not share the secret of non-destructive plasma making, I will only say that it was violent, bright and loud. There may have been some grapes involved. It took about 20 seconds. More than that and it may have stopped being science and started being pyromania.
I may have engaged in some light pyromania on the road to science.
Kevin Wardrop posted a photo:
You don’t know Drew (I knew him when he was still Andrew) But here he is on TV, and where are you? No on TV. Also, he’s a Gold medalist, are you? No?
That’s two on you.
Then the best, He went to Saint Anthony’s in Kincardine and Sacred Heart in Walkerton. Did I mention he’s on TV here?
Imagine this on a whole body! Crazy. Found on Boing Boing
If money were no object, which five luxury items would you rush right out and buy?
Submitted by lorilyn.
Players: At Least 2, don’t be a loser.
Setting: House or Bar with a Big Enough TV and enough table space to hold at least a pint of beer each or multiple good spirits type drinks (Rum and Coke, Vodka and Orange that type of thing)[spoilers in white]
Rules(Advanced if you are sober still):