Archive for the ‘Japan’ Category
Tom gave me a copy of Cowboy Bebop in 2000 or 2001, and I enjoyed it greatly. Steven Den Beste’s review from 2003 has stuck with me. Hell, I named my cat after one of the main characters. I still like it – I did a rewatch over this week with the movie inserted in order and found it holds up.
The first time I went to Ba Bar they were playing music from the series. I think I’ll keep going there, maybe one day they’ll play it again.
In reading the excellent Restricted Data blog, I came across the fact that gun-type atomic bombs are, in reality, guns. Mention was made of the four silk bags of cordite they had to load into the breech in the arming sequence. I knew it functioned like a gun, in that it shot a subcritical mass into another subcritical mass, but I thought that was the end of it.
I’m sure you’d make major but reloads would be a bitch.
It makes it hard for me to watch your TV show when you claim GPS satellites are geosynchronous. Furthermore, I don’t think a single TV show has given an accurate summary of how GPS works; I would settle for “GPS works by comparing signals from satellites”, which is shorter and more accurate than the usual graphic of a signal bouncing off the GPS receiver back to the bird or whatever. The program I’m watching now said they needed to use four satellites (sure) but showed one satellite each for latitude, longitude, and altitude; the fourth was a spare signal or something.
Also, the wheels on the front of a TBM don’t grind or cut rock. They crush rock. While showing a wheel crushing rock in a lab, they said it was grinding it. Yarrr.
Lastly, ANFO is not volatile. TBMs can turn.
I’m glad Amazon Prime has these dumb shows so I don’t have to waste time torrenting them.
My cat is taking six units of insulin, twice daily. Every day, I am frustrated at how hard it is to withdraw six units without pulling air past the rubber seal. A few days ago, I realized the fix is to inject six units of air into the bottle, invert, and withdraw six units of insulin.
I hope this helps you. Don’t inject the air through the insulin, as it makes a tiny layer of bubbles, and I never liked come fly with me.
Don’t mind me, I’m shopping. The survival instinct in Sweden must not be very strong – if I’m hearing gunshots while I’m out-and-about, my ass is getting behind something more stout than a clipboard or cellphone. Those cops are braver than shit, though, returning fire with pistols against AK47s, using only a trashcan for support (can’t tell if it was even concealment, certainly not cover)
8 minute instructional video on how to prepare strawberries. If you are insane. I almost think they were trying to do one of everything – dehydrating, sous-vide, liquid nitrogen chilling, ice cream machine, and so on. You might notice they have several more videos of this insanity; this peculiar Japanese insanity, plus Jiro dreams of sushi, is pushing me towards forgoing my ban on air travel.