Yeah, those ever so fun glo-sticks, that you put around your wrist and neck, when you go clubing, or when it's CA day in the capital....not so fun when it get in your EYE!
I didn't know if it was non-toxic or not, and I made every one call poison controle, while i washed my eye out with water. It really stings. I mean it's CHEMICALS REACTING IN YOUR EYE releasing energy (in the form of light) but do you know what chemicals? cause i don't.
I looked them up on ask jeeves just now.
"The mechanism that he and other researchers have proposed for the process still stands as the best candidate: The oxalate ester and H2O2 react with the help of a salicylate catalyst to form a peroxyacid ester and phenol. The peroxyacid ester decomposes to form more phenol, and most important, a highly energetic intermediate, presumed to be a four-membered ring dimer of CO2. As the cyclic dimer decomposes into two CO2 molecules, it gives up its energy to a waiting dye molecule, which then fluoresces."
"The group went searching for fluorescing dyes to make different colors. For example, the common green in most light sticks comes from 9,10-bis(phenylethynyl)anthracene, and 9,10-diphenylanthracene gives blue."
"Reds and blues are typically the most difficult to produce, Cranor says. Purple, made from a combination of three dyes, is the most intractable color of all. "Green and yellow," he notes, "are a piece of cake."
http://www.cem.msu.edu/~cem333/CENLightSticks.html
-visted on dated this blog was posted.
-site last updated in 1999 by the American Chemical Society
You can also visit the site to see a diagram of the actual chemical reaction
June 26, 2004
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June 22, 2004
Two Yuckies Make a Yum
Today, once my belly started complain, I had to eat something. The problem was that I really didn't have much food. Well of course there is food, but it's all "yucky" food. Then I thought of something brilliant.
What if I put two yucky foods together? I don't really like canned beans all that much, and the creamed corn in the cupboard was not the brand I liked (it was the kind of creamed corn that even starving children wouldn't eat) I put them in the pot together...And wasn't so sure about the idea, cause it looked like diarrhea in a pot.
Hmmm...So I thought it would be a good idea to change the colour to make it more aesthetic by adding some molasses (which I also think is yucky)...The colour looked much better now.
Now for taste. I put the magic ingredients that make just about any thing taste good: garlic, oregano, and basil.
Then I put it in a bowl... "It still need some variety of colour". So I put on a topping that never fails....Mmmmm-mmm cheddar.
If you can believe it, the experiment worked! It tasted so good! And not the good as in "it's good enough to eat right now, but I'll never make it again" good, but the "I'm going to write a recipe book, and this will be the star dish" good. Shocking? It is!
I encourage you to put those yucky foods to good use, and make your own yummy food at home! (Children need adult supervision)
Today's Lesson: It looks like shit, but it'snot. (Get it?)
What if I put two yucky foods together? I don't really like canned beans all that much, and the creamed corn in the cupboard was not the brand I liked (it was the kind of creamed corn that even starving children wouldn't eat) I put them in the pot together...And wasn't so sure about the idea, cause it looked like diarrhea in a pot.
Hmmm...So I thought it would be a good idea to change the colour to make it more aesthetic by adding some molasses (which I also think is yucky)...The colour looked much better now.
Now for taste. I put the magic ingredients that make just about any thing taste good: garlic, oregano, and basil.
Then I put it in a bowl... "It still need some variety of colour". So I put on a topping that never fails....Mmmmm-mmm cheddar.
If you can believe it, the experiment worked! It tasted so good! And not the good as in "it's good enough to eat right now, but I'll never make it again" good, but the "I'm going to write a recipe book, and this will be the star dish" good. Shocking? It is!
I encourage you to put those yucky foods to good use, and make your own yummy food at home! (Children need adult supervision)
Today's Lesson: It looks like shit, but it'snot. (Get it?)
Anon
Dear Anon,
Please identify your self. It drives me crazy...
I assume it's Niveen, but how am i to tell???
Please identify your self. It drives me crazy...
I assume it's Niveen, but how am i to tell???
June 18, 2004
The Big Friendly Giant
I know what you're thinking..."where is that tag board?"
"Look down, waaay down. I save a chair for you, and a tag board."
I changed my template, but can't figure out two things...
1)how to change the colour
2)how to get the tag board up with my links
By the way, you don't really need the tag board any more, since you can comment on any blog directly, past or present, and they will never disapear (like the tag board)
I know what else you're thinking..."She's posted FIVE blogs in one day. That's a record, baby!"
"Look down, waaay down. I save a chair for you, and a tag board."
I changed my template, but can't figure out two things...
1)how to change the colour
2)how to get the tag board up with my links
By the way, you don't really need the tag board any more, since you can comment on any blog directly, past or present, and they will never disapear (like the tag board)
I know what else you're thinking..."She's posted FIVE blogs in one day. That's a record, baby!"
June 17, 2004
What IS this Blog Anyway?
This blog is basically a bunch of posts. I sensor every thing that goes on here. Maybe I don't talk about me personally much of the time, but threw my sensoring you can get an idea of who I really am. How do I decide what goes on here? Ever have an urge to tell everyone you know something that you thought of or come arcross? That's it. If I think it's funny, or interesting, or feel compelled to tell someone, it goes on here. If you hang out with me enough, then nothing on this site is new. I've told at least five people in person for every thought published on this site.
What is this blog about? It's about me. It's about things I see.
What is this blog about? It's about me. It's about things I see.
Politics is as Bad as These Jokes
"If they keep lowering education standards, and raise the gas tax, then we'll end up with a lot of stupid people walking around."
"Well, if Harper can take the Progressive out of Conservative, maybe he should shorten it further to its real name: The Cons."
"Well, if Harper can take the Progressive out of Conservative, maybe he should shorten it further to its real name: The Cons."
The Cat House
Not to be confused with the House (of Parlement), is a small little cat house just behind it. This quaint little living space for cats (and racoons) has everything. It's got free food for residence, a loft, a great view of the river, and is located conviently in the heart of downtown Ottawa. No one one could ask for more....and the cats get it. But they're SSOOOOO cute, you can't argue.
The Nice Smoker Bum
I did think of this guy during my last blog, but he isn't all that funny. He's a nice guy...the model bum, if you will (less the smoking). He is dedicated to his spot, very friendly to passers by, creating small talk with any one who wants to chat. Never pushy, and not outwardly weird as far as anyone can tell. But he certainly isn't all that funny of a guy.
But of course there is an endless resourse of entertainment that goes beyond bums...
But of course there is an endless resourse of entertainment that goes beyond bums...
June 11, 2004
Keeping up With Demand. BONUS: Things to do in Ottawa
Geez Relax, I will update my blog when the modivation, the inspiration, and the time all collide on Observation (In sight from my sight).
However, you are luckey today, since I happen to remember something interesting about my home town here in Ottawa. What's so great about this city is you don't need to have money in order to have fun. There is a whole whim of fun on the streets...
That would be the down town bums.
They are pretty interesting, those guys.
Dr. Mask: This is a man who rides around on those disapility scooters in the market area. He wears a docter mask on his forhead every day. Furthermore, there is a trailer attached to his scooter at the back; sort of like a little platform, on which a large collie sits. The dog is free to run around if it wished, but i don't think the dog has any desire to do so. When ever the streets get really busy and it's hard to manouver and Dr. Mask needs to get threw, he begings to hollar and yell things at the top of his lungs. If you ever see Dr. Mask I recomend you stop and have a chat with him. He's a very friendly (albeit strange) man.
"Jesus loves you": This is a man who likes to hang out around the Rideau Centre. Some times you can find him up on MacKenzie Bridge. He also blesses you and tells you that you are loved by the son of God. Upon my first blessing from him I thanked him. But he seems to do it no matter how much you see him. I have come to the belief that he doesn't know how to say anything but those words.
There are many who have outstanding quirks, but we cannot forget the ones that are quite ambient, you know, the ones that every city has.
The pot smokers: These guys will ask you if you have any papers. These guys really get me. For one they just ask any one, they don't even bother looking for some one who would be likey to be a smoker. They ask 80 year old granny who is hooked up to oxygen. Their brains surely must be fried. Second, papers only cost One Doller. It's one cent per zig zag. If they don't have a dollar fourteen to satisfy their drug habbits, then screw 'em.
The cigarette smokers: These guys will ask you if you've got an extra smoke. But beware! They aren't acutally asking you for a smoke, because if you have one, that means they are entitled to have it. Really, smokers act as if they deserve something that belongs to you and that asking is just a formality. The worst is when you say no, and they offer you a quarter. They make it seem like a deal because technically one cigarette is worth less and quarter. But what the hell are you going to do with a quarter? Tell the nicker to save that quarter and call someone who cares. (It's an old one, but it works)
The travelers: these guys are the ones with signs saying that they are travelers. Usually they also have a dog. In my books, if you don't have enough money to travel, you sure as hell shouldn't be dragging a dog around. I think that's down right abusive.
However, you are luckey today, since I happen to remember something interesting about my home town here in Ottawa. What's so great about this city is you don't need to have money in order to have fun. There is a whole whim of fun on the streets...
That would be the down town bums.
They are pretty interesting, those guys.
Dr. Mask: This is a man who rides around on those disapility scooters in the market area. He wears a docter mask on his forhead every day. Furthermore, there is a trailer attached to his scooter at the back; sort of like a little platform, on which a large collie sits. The dog is free to run around if it wished, but i don't think the dog has any desire to do so. When ever the streets get really busy and it's hard to manouver and Dr. Mask needs to get threw, he begings to hollar and yell things at the top of his lungs. If you ever see Dr. Mask I recomend you stop and have a chat with him. He's a very friendly (albeit strange) man.
"Jesus loves you": This is a man who likes to hang out around the Rideau Centre. Some times you can find him up on MacKenzie Bridge. He also blesses you and tells you that you are loved by the son of God. Upon my first blessing from him I thanked him. But he seems to do it no matter how much you see him. I have come to the belief that he doesn't know how to say anything but those words.
There are many who have outstanding quirks, but we cannot forget the ones that are quite ambient, you know, the ones that every city has.
The pot smokers: These guys will ask you if you have any papers. These guys really get me. For one they just ask any one, they don't even bother looking for some one who would be likey to be a smoker. They ask 80 year old granny who is hooked up to oxygen. Their brains surely must be fried. Second, papers only cost One Doller. It's one cent per zig zag. If they don't have a dollar fourteen to satisfy their drug habbits, then screw 'em.
The cigarette smokers: These guys will ask you if you've got an extra smoke. But beware! They aren't acutally asking you for a smoke, because if you have one, that means they are entitled to have it. Really, smokers act as if they deserve something that belongs to you and that asking is just a formality. The worst is when you say no, and they offer you a quarter. They make it seem like a deal because technically one cigarette is worth less and quarter. But what the hell are you going to do with a quarter? Tell the nicker to save that quarter and call someone who cares. (It's an old one, but it works)
The travelers: these guys are the ones with signs saying that they are travelers. Usually they also have a dog. In my books, if you don't have enough money to travel, you sure as hell shouldn't be dragging a dog around. I think that's down right abusive.
June 01, 2004
Brand-Clean Clothes (Bounce Fresh)
I have always wondered why they call the laundry mat the coinwash. I mean who really washes their coins? I guess the people who launder money, but really...!
Today's Lesson: The coinwash cleans your pockets (of coins), not the coins themselves.
Today's Lesson: The coinwash cleans your pockets (of coins), not the coins themselves.
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