Golf race (i.e. golf but speed of progress matters) across Canada would be an enjoyable sport.
A unitard with a hood is needed to truly enjoy a foam roller.
A trust recovery experiment:
A subject is told that his opponent will always throw rock, so as long the subject throws paper, s/he’ll always win. In the first match, the opponent throws scissors, so the subject loses. In all the subsequent matches, the opponent will always throw rock. How many times would it take for the subject to start trusting the rule again?
An idea gained from an interaction with m’ clever nephew.
Want: shot put on ice.
Are there any animals other than human that would live longer if their body mass was lower?
git, not algebra II, should be a high school requirement.
Learning not to use fingers as a substitute for a wrench is a multi-decade project.
My fingerprints are a little faint today.
When ‘psyched’ looks like ‘paycheck’, food intake is desperately needed.
Is gorillas’ chest-beating bad for their hearts?
Seeing and hearing an orchestra, I thought about parsimonious regression models.
Sorry, saxhorn and soprano saxophones…
I don’t enjoy using gears because I am always disappointed going uphill.
Understanding why doesn’t mean automatic acceptance.
“For reservations, press 3″
“We do not take reservations.”
A surprising gift under the bed: a wasp nest.
packing days = 5*ln(years lived in the house + 1)
There’s a reason why this story didn’t make it to Science.
When one knows where the last meal is located in the digestive track for hours, that meal should be classified as ‘truly spicy’.
It’s ironic that the act of not finishing a story is so highly valued in the story-writing world.
A lesson from zombie movies: there is a zombie outbreak, don’t worry about your brain.
Zombies are supposed to be going after brains but as far as I can tell, once a person gets bitten, the person turns into a zombie and zombies lose interest in his/her brain.
Life of a corkscrew is philosophical.