It’s been quite some time since we had any decent Kirk/Spock sexual innuendo around these parts. That’s a terrible cultural drought, one which is about to get washed away in a warm bath of cheese. Ladies and gentlemen, and those readers of this blog who know you are neither and are reconciled to the fact, we present Captain James Tiberius Kirk and First Officer and Science Officer Spock in “You Spin Me Round“:
several long, thoughtful posts coming soon. But not on any kind of regular schedule; the neighbors with the wifi seem to have moved away. Ah, primitive surroundings.
The Gummy Bear periodic table
My class never did anything this fun.
Gummy Bears, see, are made out of sugar. Sugar and … uh … gummy. Duh. Sugar and gummy and that’s it, bare; hence, gummy bears. It’s obvious. And potassium chlorate is made out of potassium and chlorate.
Still with me?
And potassium and chlorate are neither sugar nor gummy nor even sugar and gummy, and when they all meet it’s more or less like the Hatfields met the Capulets, or perhaps more like when the McCoys met the Montagues.
And that ain’t good, whether you’re a substrate or a … superstrate? Or even a tumbler, as our poor gummy bear sacrifice here appears to be.
So sad. As god is my witness, I thought gummy bears could climb.
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