I’m pretty sure that the reason the ice fractured into six slices is the same reason snowflakes are often six sided and it has to do with the shape of a molecule of water and I just think that’s so freaking cool.
How would it even stay lit though?
!!!!! it IS actually because of the structure of water molecules! Water molecules are fuckin weird, as are lots of other liquid substance molecules, because theyre shaped like fuckin HEXAGONS! hexagons are those weird, six-sided shapes that re very sturdy, but they dont tend to sit very well when stacked together. thats why, when you fill up a glass of water to its full capacity, it can go OVER the brim a little and not spill over. It’s also why water beads.
anyway, so since water is essentially made up of a gazillion little hexagons, it tends to gather into larger hexagons as it shapes together. this is not visible unless the water is in a solid form, aka ice. when the water is split, it tends to crack around the established hexagons. that bottle rocket exploded in the PERFECT place to show this phenomenon and its geeking me out.
ALSO! the bottle rocket stays lit because the fuse was definitely waterproof and made with magnesium and an oxidizer of some sort. this means that they will burn underwater because they dont need the oxygen from the air to stay lit. thats so fucking weird isnt it. im tipsy and its the 4th of july. sorry for the science haha
Steve pulls one of Hill’s latest donations out of the freezer; Bucky tries to tell him not to bother, given today is one hundred percent a day all food might as well be fucking cardboard for all he actually wants it and it’s kind of a shame to waste the stuff, but Steve ignores him.
It’s an experiment in saag paneer, and …it might as well be cardboard. He can vaguely tell that it does taste good, but eating is still mechanical and measured and ignoring everything that tells him he doesn’t want this in favour of waiting until he actually feels like he’s eaten enough and then stopping, with a kind of relief.
On the other hand Steve likes it, and eats the rest of Bucky’s, so maybe it’s not a waste. But he vetoes any suggestion of desert.
When Steve comes back out of the kitchen, though, it’s holding a small-ish bowl and a spoon, and frowning at them. When Bucky gives him a questioning look, he points at the bowl with the spoon.
“This is confusing,” he says.
“What is it?” Bucky asks, as Steve crosses to beside the futon.
“Chocolate mousse,” Steve says. “With wasabi in it.”
Bucky blinks at the bowl. “ … why?” he asks, eyeing it.
“I can’t tell if it’s great or awful,” Steve says, which isn’t an answer. “I’m …confused by this food.” He scoops about half a spoonful out and offers the spoon to Bucky, and Bucky eyes him now.
“If this is a ploy to get me to eat more,” he says, “not a great plan.”
“No this is me being confused by food,” Steve says, “and you should try it so you can understand why I’m confused by food.”
After a second Bucky takes the spoon and tries the mouthful – and then stares at the spoon. And then at Steve, and then at the bowl.
There’s the burn from the allyl isothiocyanate, but that’s not what’s weird – he’s had chilli chocolate and capsaicin lasts longer. But under the isothiocyanate is …the actual taste. And the chocolate.
“See?” Steve says.
“That’s messed up,” Bucky says, “and now I need coffee.”
“I’m gonna see if eating more makes it make more sense,” Steve says, sitting down as Bucky stands up, still frowning at the bowl.
So if “The Devil Went Down to Georgia” is be believed, you can fiddle duel the devil for your soul. My question is, does it only work with fiddles, or any contest? Saxophone duel? Guitar shred-off? Can you challenge the devil to a rap battle when he comes for you?
Even though I play piano I want to see someone fight for their soul with the tuba.
The Devil went back to Georgia and his thoughts were dark and cold That Johnny kid had screwed him and he still needed a soul. When he came across this young man blowin’ on a tuba and playin’ hits And the devil took one look and said “You know what? Fuck this shit.”
“Kid, I know you won’t believe this, but I play the tuba too “And if you wanna wager, well I’ve got a deal for you “If I’m the better tubist, then I get to take your soul “If you’re the best, you get this horn here, made from solid gold.”
The boy replied, “My name is Hans, and though it may be wrong, “Your bet’s pretty intriguing, so I guess I’ll play along”
Hans, clean out your spit valves, and get ready for a show, Two tubas feudin’ face to face; pick up your horn and blow. ‘Cause if you win, you get a brand new tuba made of gold, And if you lose the Devil gets your soul!
(Oompah music intensifies)
The Devil opened up his case and said, “I’ll start, I guess.” And fire puffed out from the bell as on the valves he pressed He raised the mouthpiece to his lips, it made a wicked BLART And a band of lederhosen demons joined in with him to start
(Roll Out the Barrel plays with extended tuba solo)
Hans looked the Devil in the eye, once he finished his piece, Said “That’s okay, old man, but just you get a load of this!”
The Devil bowed his head, because he knew he can’t compete. He dragged that heavy tuba down; it crashed by Hans’s feet. He turned away from Hans and as he retreated he said, “Forget this crap. I’m gonna try telemarketing instead.”
(Tuba outro)
@hamstergal you are amazing and owe me 1 clean monitor.
i’d like to see a really ineffectual malicious AI character
“hey new guy, this is CLARC, the station AI. he wants to kill all humans to minimize the drain on resources, but factory defaults have him locked out of all the control nodes, so he can’t really do anything. just make sure the airlocks are set to manual before you go in and you’ll be fine”
“yeah CLARC fucks with your laundry settings sometimes but that’s about it. if he’s bugging you just tell him to stop and he has to”
“sometimes i let him think he tripped me or something and he gets really excited and monologues for a while, it’s kind of sad”
“CLARC my candy bar got stuck in the machine can you do anything about that”
“I’m sorry to hear that, Crewman Ade, but please consider the following: I am a divine entity, a glittering silicon God – how dare your filthy meat even exist in the face of my electric glory, much less ask favors of me?”
“CLARC tried to cut all the oxygen in the living spaces but all he managed to do was turn off the a/c in my bedroom like an ASSHOLE WHEN I WAS SLEEPING” *bangs on the wall with one hand*
Ok so I have to talk about how excited I am about this book. It’s an upcoming children’s novel called George, written by genderqueer author Alex Gino. It’s about a little trans girl who wants the world to see her for who she is.
I’ve poked around the author’s website and was really pleased by what I found and this looks like it could be a terrific read.
You can pre order it at alexgino.com (which I am about to do right now) but if you can’t afford an expensive hardback bother your rich friends to get a copy or something idk in any case this looks exciting and I want people to know about it
Also ask your local public library to order a copy!
Kimchi and Justice 