I don't believe the average person realizes how precarious the situation was in late 1942 and 1943.
I don't believe the average person realizes how precarious the situation was in late 1942 and 1943.
That is a little harder to explain, but only because I am not a pre-teen boy anymore.
I still haven't had a chance to read the study, but looking through references, I see that they cite two different papers from Dr. Miller at the Planck Institute, but not his more recent study.
I haven't read the study, but do they address the concerns raised by a study from last year from the Max Planck Institute for Biogeochemistry?
Nope. At worst, we might have smoked a Black and Mild, but if memory serves me, this took place a couple of years before any of us smoked our first tobacco.
I have not read them and to be honest really have no desire. It isn't that I am afraid I would be uncomfortable, it is more that there is little curiosity.
Interesting how similar your story is to the one I told on here. Sorry, you had to experience the terror however. For me, it was, and still is, more of a mild uneasiness.
Daily. Usually on bikes, unless it was the middle of the night. In the mind of a pre-teen and teenager, when you sneak out at night, stealth is better than speed.
LOL. Come on, that can't be the best way to be relevant in the SEC.
Ok Deadspinites, I would like some advice. I have a friend (isn't that how your supposed to start?) that is a fan of a college team that is the worst in the SEC in regards to football, but kicks ass in basketball. It seems obvious that barring a miracle our well-liked homegrown coach is probably going to be sacked…
I knew the couple that lived in the house but not well. I had visited their house on a few occasions with my father. They were an elderly couple (70ish) and never had any children. The husband was a retired IBM engineer and I do not know if the wife ever had a profession. I know they never had kids because my father…
Sorry, I just copied and pasted the story from my original blog entry.
This is going to sound stupid, but I don't have permission to post a link to his blog (or that particular post) but he did give permission to add the link when I first posted my blog entry.
Oh what the hell. I have been posting on io9 for several years now and never told this story. Why? Because it is insane. But since I posted it on my blog a few years ago, I have already released it to the wild. Here is that blog post in its entirety. Feel free to label me a nutjob.
What's the catch on the string cutting games? The ones that have insanely expensive prizes in them.
There is an important piece of information missing.
I would not trust Michael Laine or LiftPort.