My vigour returned and in truth I thrived, and to think I take up sugar now! Banting and co shared a Nobel Prize and their work saved north'ard of a million lives, Nobel them all!
I was lost to cruel disease when a miracle cure saved mother her son. Dried her tears, now I'm a croakin' man but I'll never more fear the last of Banting's imparted years!
I don't know much about this, but I can't help but think that "complete" and "consistent" are doing a lot more work in that sentence than my current understanding of the terms would lead me to believe.
I resent that. Here in the good ol' US of A we have severe disdain for ki- wait goddammit.
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and get rid of my one kitchen crutch? absolutely not
Sure, there may be a maximal element, but not necessarily a maximum (there might be multiple people of equal and maximal gayness, not just one person).
Also, not relevent to the logic here per se, but last time this went around the conclusion was that a spectrum implies a total order, not just partial.
Yes, on the rare occasion I cook meat. Too unpracticed otherwise. I originally got one because I'm colorblind and was scared of undercooking red meat and tired of eating leather. As a bonus, I used it to get the temperature right when I got into fancier teas and inadvertently trained myself to judge the temperature of water pouring into my mug by the sound it makes within a couple °C, which is kinda neat. Now, if I could figure out how to do something similar so I stop overcooking food, that'd be grand...
Tips on containers that won't splode in the freezer with soups, sauces, etc?
I know that this is partially a joke, but I was trying to figure out what kind of lab would be done to produce chloroform that would be appropriate for students (recent OSHA crackdown on chloromethanes notwithstanding)... haloform reaction I suppose? Is that a common teaching lab experiment?
My mom took my little brother to participate in a child psych study like this when he was a toddler (mom had some ties to the university). It was a very similar experiment with skittles as the prize. My brother sat staring glumly at the candy the whole time. The test administrator was increasingly enthusastic with praise after each round right up until the end when she congratulated him and said that he could have the whole bag. He said "no thanks" and ran back to mom crying because he was told there would be candy but they only had skittles, which he very much did not like (and for that matter still doesn't). The administrator was apparently embarrassed and told my mom that she thought that all kids liked skittles....
^dontthinkaboutitdontthinkaboutitdontthinkaboutit^
You're missing the part where you try over and over again to replicate the result and it keep failing. Looks like the first time was the only time, too bad. Then, as you clean out the freezer six months later, you find a leftover vial from the experiment in the back that randomly formed perfect single crystals that you excitedly diffract only to be disappointed because despite everything it's somehow triphenylphosphine oxide because it's always triphenylphosphine oxide. Even though there was supposedly no phosphorus of any kind in the original experiment. Turns out, the undergrad intern has been double-dipping pipettes in your special personal cache of NaK-dried THF and cross-contaminated it, and that contaminant TPP stabilized your experiment---phosphine stabilization is well known, after all, which is why you were trying something new and different without phosphine to begin with. Oh well, sucks to be you, the undergrad graduated already and is gone.