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@xenon said in Mildly interesting:
@Horace said in Mildly interesting:
Now children everywhere will grow up not believing in cinder block magic. Great job George.
I keep hearing that as "cinder block magic woman" in my head
Side story: I knew a girl in Taiwan who worked in a pub. She was a mountain person (native tribe to Taiwan) who had darker skin, who really liked that song (Black Magic Woman).
Anyway, I saw today that the guy who wrote that song just died. And his group (Fleetwood Mac) did not make it famous. It was famous by somebody else.
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@Horace said in Mildly interesting:
Yep. People call me alarmist when I warn of the existential risk of not believing in cinder block magic. But the sad tale of the Moa species should be a reminder to us all.
Close but no cigar. The Moa bird went extinct because Christopher Columbus’s brother sailed a different route and made it much further. Thanksgiving looked very different in New Zealand.
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@Loki said in Mildly interesting:
@Horace said in Mildly interesting:
Yep. People call me alarmist when I warn of the existential risk of not believing in cinder block magic. But the sad tale of the Moa species should be a reminder to us all.
Close but no cigar. The Moa bird went extinct because Christopher Columbus’s brother sailed a different route and made it much further. Thanksgiving looked very different in New Zealand.
It was actually the inspiration for Dickens' Oliver Twist. "Please sir, may I have some Moa?"
“I am fond of pigs. Dogs look up to us. Cats look down on us. Pigs treat us as equals.” ~Winston S. Churchill
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"Now look here, you Baltic gas passer... " - Mik, 6/14/08
The saying, "Lite is just one damn thing after another," is a gross understatement. The damn things overlap.
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OK, everyone check out George's link, and see if you can catch a dollar bill.
I could. Every time.
And I think anyone that plays piano reasonably well, can do the same.
That's my hypothesis. Eye/hand coordination is developed to be much faster for pianists.I used to piss off our cat because I could smack his paw faster than he could try to dig his claws into me. It always started out as a game, but he would get mad after losing over and over. He'd finally hiss, and run away, with me giggling like a little kid. Everyone now needs to go find their cat. If you don't have a cat, just walk down the street calling "kitty-kitty." Cats may be slower so that everyone can play that game and win. Not sure.
