Russians create artificial human brain
mmmaxwell at hotmail.com
Wed Apr 18 03:36:48 EST 2001
satchi <satchi at mindspring.com> wrote in message
news:3ADCFBE7.70481974 at mindspring.com...
> maxwell wrote:
> > > > > > > > > > > Charles R Martin wrote in message ...
> > > > > > > > > > > >> "If I was a hopeless cad, I apologize."
> > > > > > > > > > > >>"If I were a hopeless cad, I would never
> > > > > > > > > > > >See, native English speakers know the
> > > > > > > > > > > >Now, what's a "cad" again? ;-)
> > > > > > > > > > > It's a kind of fish, I think.
> > > > > > > > > > They are caught with cadpoles.
> > > > > > > > > Usually on Cape Cad
> > > > > > > > Not anymore. Eating cads caught in territorial waters
> > > > > > dangerous because of elevated mercury and dioxin levels
> > > > be all the button batteries and cell phone instruction
> > that get trashed unread).
> > > > > > > I have a brother who ate so much mercury filled cad we
> > > > > > > put him outside when we want to know the temperature.
> > > > > > > Satchi
> > > > > > That was a very quicksilver reply :~)
> > > > > Thanks (blush) but I can't take all the
> > > > > credit, I owe it to my home town: Love Canal
> > > > > Satchi
> > > > Heh. I can truly appreciate that. Though the only famous canal
> > > > nearby to my present home is admittedly less, um, 'enhanced'
> > the un-Lovely ditch of renown
> > > > (okay--the Gowanus) I grew up in a charmingly medieval
> > > > hamlet of NJ. As children we played on many hills, that
> > > >reveals were innfact slag heaps, and at times amused
> > > > ourselves with the brilliant blue pebbles strewn copiously
> > > >Chromium waste.
> > > I spent my childhood in Florida and one of my greatest delights
> > > to follow behind the mosquito spray trucks and get soaked with
> > > what we didn't realize at the time was probably DDT or something
> > > equally as toxic. I did this almost daily. Also during this
> > > we were given the coolest necklaces to wear in kindergarten. It
> > > wasn't until I was much older that I realized that they were
> > > DOG TAGS! Made so that if the Cubans did blow us up we'd still
> > > identifiable.
> > > Glowing at night does have it's advantages, though.
> > Does make it difficult to hide from parental units calling you to
> > in, though.
> > Hmm. Dogtags. Good JFK stared down Khrushchev on the Cubano nukes,
> > IMHO.
> > Dogtags wouldn't have survived the fireball. Oh well.
> > Hmm. DDT trucks. Last year (or was it the year before-- memrory
> > (no BSOD, hallelujah)
> > in nooyawk city, we had these marvelous helicopters (and they
> > even black ones! <eg>)
> > come overhead low-level at night, going after the Nile
> > skeeters.
> > If you were ANYWHERE outside, there was no escape-- they came over
> > with outrigger nozzles,
> > and lay down an absolute fog!
> > Alas, nothing was glowing afterwards. (or moving?)
> > You *have* had a charmed life-- the chromium slag _was_
> > luminescent, but I am stricken now with envy, for a childhood of
> > luminance.
> > BTW-- I lived for a little while in my teens, in Volusia county.
> > Grrreat skeeters, horseflies that could
> > bite through kevlar, scorpions all over the place, AND we even had
> > coral snakes and rattlers.
> > Hmmm. Maybe I'm not *totally* envious-- after all, I've had my
> > of the Sunshine State <g>.
> > Nope. I'm envious. I've never glowed from spray trucks.
> > My pore leetle 'just-world hypothesis'... another casualty of
> > childhood.
> Well, since I'm on a roll here I'll just add insult to injury:
> I lived in CAMDEN New Jersey which is pretty toxic and I lived
> above a radio station (WKDN) which probably did something bad
> like give me vinyl chip poisoning.
Way cool vinyl chips! Extra Cheeze Whiz, low-salt; no fault--oy
> North Carolina has the honor of having almost every poisonous
> snake indigenous to the Eastern United States and I've had run
> ins with most of them. Coming from New England I didn't have a
> fear of poisonous snakes and shortly after moving down here I
> happened to see a rather innocuous looking little snake in
> someone's back yard. I bent over to pick it up, thinking it was
> a garter snake and thankfully someone stopped me and asked why
> anyone in their right mind would attempt to pick up a copperhead.
> I told him I was a fundamentalist and so he just backed away and
> I didn't look quite as stupid as I felt.
Now I truly am in tatters. Even d maximum effort can not suffice
to better this riposte.
Nay, I must humbly submit to these serpentine convolutions,
lest I shuffle off the mortal coil. Simply: Brava !
> Gosh, and I haven't even begun to
> talk about my experiences in 'Nam.
Must I beg? Ibogaine to allude to these matters--will ye indulge lest
addiction to substances more wantonly pscychomimetic, than humble
alkaloids of cacao, be wrest from me brow such infinitude?
I'll make war with no pretension contra curiosity unconstrained--
let us forward into the field of the past;
If lurkers are aghast, their attentions'll not last- mine remains
Tied to the mast, Captain-- to the eye of the storm.
Brevity, levity, and chocolate. Always in all ways.
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