I ran across this today. Absolutely hilarious.
Showing posts with label Useless Minutiae. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Useless Minutiae. Show all posts
Monday, November 17, 2008
Saturday, November 1, 2008
The Beatles's Hard Day's Night Chord Mystery
Did you know there was a Beatle's Hard Day's Night Mystery? Me either. But apparently, scientists and musicians alike have been trying to figure out how they did the opening chord to "Hard Day's Night" without multi-tracking. Here's the chord in question:
The secret, it turns out, is that producer George Martin played five notes on the piano.
You can read the complete article here.
Fascinating.
The secret, it turns out, is that producer George Martin played five notes on the piano.
You can read the complete article here.
Fascinating.
Monday, September 29, 2008
Aspiring Chef Dies Hours After Making Ultra-Hot Sauce for Chili-Eating Contest
OK - those who know me at all know I like hot stuff. The hotter the better, usually. But I am also quick to point out that I don't just like hot for the sake of hot. If there is no flavor to go along with it, I'm not interested.
Only 2 or 3 times in my life have I actually embarked on a hotter-than-hell epicurean experience and regretted it. Usually I just revel in the endorphin high that comes from eating hot stuff in much the same way a runner gets his or her endorphins going after a good run. Of course eating very spicy foods is not for the feint of heart, and one should always be prepared by putting a roll of toilet paper in the fridge over night.
And then there's this guy:
In a feat worthy of a posthumous Darwin award, he gives his girlfriend's brother a spoonful (which would probably be enough to get most people to down a gallon of milk directly from a cow's utter if necessary). But no, this guy eats a plateful - a frickin' plateful - of his own homemade concoction that, just after tasting, caused him to say "Wow, that's hot."
Shortly after consuming the liquid fire, he starts to itch all over and then he dies in his sleep.
To be fair, it might not have been the hot sauce that caused his death, but it certainly couldn't have helped. To paraphrase the Mythbusters: I'm a professional. Do not try this at home. EVER!
Read the news story about his suicide by hot sauce here.
Only 2 or 3 times in my life have I actually embarked on a hotter-than-hell epicurean experience and regretted it. Usually I just revel in the endorphin high that comes from eating hot stuff in much the same way a runner gets his or her endorphins going after a good run. Of course eating very spicy foods is not for the feint of heart, and one should always be prepared by putting a roll of toilet paper in the fridge over night.
And then there's this guy:
In a feat worthy of a posthumous Darwin award, he gives his girlfriend's brother a spoonful (which would probably be enough to get most people to down a gallon of milk directly from a cow's utter if necessary). But no, this guy eats a plateful - a frickin' plateful - of his own homemade concoction that, just after tasting, caused him to say "Wow, that's hot."
Shortly after consuming the liquid fire, he starts to itch all over and then he dies in his sleep.
To be fair, it might not have been the hot sauce that caused his death, but it certainly couldn't have helped. To paraphrase the Mythbusters: I'm a professional. Do not try this at home. EVER!
Read the news story about his suicide by hot sauce here.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Fun Quiz, but Whiskey Tango Foxtrot
I found this little diversion via digg.com:
47 seconds
Yes, that's right - it is apparently not enough that there is actually a site out there dedicated to everything you might want to know about bunk beds (and probably a lot you didn't). The site has a quiz that determines how long you could survive with a Velociraptor.
Speaking of useless minutiae, did you know "minutiae" is the plural of "minutia?" I didn't. I thought "minutia" was its own plural, like "data."
So each of the totally useless bits of information I gave you in this post are, by themselves, "minutia" (I think I am up to 5 or 6 at this point, depending on how you count), but together, they are "minutiae."
Who knew?
47 seconds
Yes, that's right - it is apparently not enough that there is actually a site out there dedicated to everything you might want to know about bunk beds (and probably a lot you didn't). The site has a quiz that determines how long you could survive with a Velociraptor.
Speaking of useless minutiae, did you know "minutiae" is the plural of "minutia?" I didn't. I thought "minutia" was its own plural, like "data."
So each of the totally useless bits of information I gave you in this post are, by themselves, "minutia" (I think I am up to 5 or 6 at this point, depending on how you count), but together, they are "minutiae."
Who knew?
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