First let me remind you that I have a couple collections available in the Books and Stuff page. There’s a link on the menu bar.
Now here’s a little science quiz. As you know I’m Dr. Buddy, the world’s smartest genius. I’ve noticed this phenomonon (As you might have just noticed, I don’t know how to spell phenonomon) The pan has a rounded bottom on a glass cook top stove. When the water boils the pan rocks. Why is this?
Here’s what I think: It rocks to one side which touches the stove and it gets instantaneously hotter. Then it rocks back and the same thing happens on the other side. I believe when one side touches, water boils faster creating more steam. Now when the steam in in a bubble in the water, it has the same mass as the water it was created from. When it bursts to the surface, its weight is released into the air, and that side becomes instantaneously lighter, and so the pan rocks back to the heavier side. But this could be wrong and it probably is. Could the bursting bubbles of steam provide a momentum transfer to the side of the pan they escape from? Any thoughts from you scientists out there. Email me if you think you know the solution.
A reqader named Andrew sent me a terrific email. I think it’s terrific mainly because he included a qupote from Alfred Packer’s trial, and I had never read it before. You may or may not know that Mother Packer (Her first name is Alferda) is named after Alferd Packer, the notorious Colorado cannibal (The cafeteria at the University of Colorado is named after him) This is from Packers trial:
Stand up yah voracious man-eatin’ sonofabitch and receive yir sintince. When yah came to Hinsdale County, there was siven Dimmycrats. But you, yah et five of ’em, goddam yah. I sintince yah t’ be hanged by th’ neck ontil yer dead, dead, dead, as a warnin’ ag’in reducin’ th’ Dimmycratic populayshun of this county. Packer, you Republican cannibal, I would sintince ya ta hell but the statutes forbid it.
Although he was sentenced to death, he got himself a retrial and was sentenced to 40 years.
BTW, a fun exercise when out with friends. When you give your name to the hostess, use “Donner”. I cannot begin to describe the satisfaction of hearing “Donner, party of 8, Donner, party of 8” over the speaker. Better still is the small percentage of folks whose heads whip around, eyes wide, and the small smile that creeps onto their faces.
If you don’t know, this refers to the Donner party who got stranded in the mountains in California and ate one another. Thanks Andrew!