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8 Ordinary Things That Look Insanely Cool Under a Microscope

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8 Ordinary Things That Look Insanely Cool Under a  Microscope

 
 A really powerful microscope is the sort of thing nobody would buy for  entertainment, yet we can’t shake the feeling that if we had one, we’d use it  all the time. That’s because, as we’ve proven several times over, the most mundane crap in your house is transformed into  surreal, freaky, trippy, and sometimes terrifying works of art when viewed at a  microscopic level. It’s like seeing into an alternate universe.
Don’t know what we mean? Well, check out the mind-blowing close-up views of  …

#8.  Chalk

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For decades, chalk was used in classrooms to spread knowledge to large groups  of students, and in recess to spread the myth that hopscotch was fun. It turns  into powder when you use it, so up close it probably just looks like, what, sand  or something? It can’t be too exciting …

But Up Close:

PLOS Biology It kinda looks like we  should be worshiping it.

Huh. Apparently, chalk is a bunch of tiny little soccer balls … if soccer  balls were made out of dead bodies, that is.

Yes, those yarmulke-looking things are actually the shells of dead  microscopic organisms like foraminifera mixed with the corpses of sea algae. So  the next time you see a chalk outline of a murder victim, just know that it was  created with the help of about a billion teeny-weeny corpses. It’s pretty much  the ultimate counter to that circle-of-life crap that Disney likes to shove down our throats.

#7.  Kosher Salt

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Kosher salt is the slightly chunkier cousin of regular salt, so named due to  its ability to soak up the blood of various meats, rendering them kosher. It’s  pretty much Dracula in salt form.

But Up Close:

Museum of  Science, Boston The microscopic ancient Mayans  sacrificed many innocents here.

Wait, when did Dracula leave Transylvania and move to an ancient temple?  Because that’s exactly what a crystal of kosher salt looks like. This isn’t  food; this is something a tiny little Indiana Jones would invade while searching  for long-lost religious artifacts that will melt Nazis’ faces off.

Dr. Gary  Gaugler / Science Photo Library We’ll be shocked if  that thing isn’t filled with wee little Predators and Aliens.

And here’s another shot, lest you think the first one was just a lucky angle.  Nope: Kosher salt, across the board, is made out of tiny pyramids. So the next  time the office racist starts ranting and rambling about some vast Zionist  conspiracy, show them these pictures as proof that, if they’ve ever ingested  kosher salt, they now have little Illuminati pyramids floating around inside them. Then take cover,  because exploding heads tend to be quite messy and sticky.

#6.  Orange Juice

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No false advertising here: This is juice, and it is very much orange. No  other juice is that straightforward. If you ever call tomato juice “red juice,”  for example, you’re either a baby, insane, or a straw man we just created for  the sake of this joke.

But Up Close:

FLORIDA STATE UNIVERSITY/BARCROFT This is what a screwdriver looks like if you replace the vodka with  LSD.

As it turns out, orange juice only contains the slightest hint of orange. In  fact, it looks more like Jackson Pollock’s busted windshield than something you  pour down your gullet whenever you’re sick with the flu.

This picture is courtesy of our old friends at Bevshots, who magnify dried droplets of various drinks and then  photograph the results. They tend to stick to alcoholic drinks mainly, but  occasionally venture into the world of non-booze, as long as you can easily mix  it with booze, as is the case here.

So now you know; enjoy a tall glass of  yellow-purple-blue-green-red-pink-orange-brown-silver glass shards, liquefied  into juice form and then turned solid orange somehow, in the morning. It’s part  of a complete breakfast.

#5.  Snow

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Beautiful, precious, unique specks of icy poetry, perfect to romp around in  with childlike joy. Or miserable little tundras that cause mass chaos at the  grocery store, back up traffic for miles upon miles, and force you to waste  precious hours shoveling out your driveway. Take your pick.

But Up Close:

Science Musings That big one in the  center has acne.

Oh, bullshit; no way that’s real. That’s one of those construction-paper  deals that schoolchildren make when the teacher has a migraine or a hangover,  right? Nope, it’s very much an actual snowflake in all its microscopic glory.

But here’s the kicker: It doesn’t even look like a good snowflake. Seriously,  you’d think a real snowflake, even up close, would still look the friggin’ part.  Instead, it looks like something little Johnny crapped out in two minutes so he  could get back to eating the clay. We all know nature isn’t perfect, but we’re  shocked that something so beautiful and crystalline would actually garner us a  C-minus in art class.

U. S. Department of Agriculture “Now, Creation, you can do better than that. No recess for you  today.”

Read more:  http://www.cracked.com/article_20386_8-ordinary-things-that-look-insanely-cool-under-microscope.html#ixzz2uCVcQZui

#4.  Insect Anatomy

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EWWWWW, BUGS. RUN!

But Up Close:

Wikimedia Commons Dear lord,  someone squared a scorpion.

Let’s just say that if you weren’t running away from these unlikable pests  beforehand, you’re about to start real soon. Insect body parts, as seen through  a microscope, are pretty much the stuff of horror flicks. Take the tiny fruit  fly, for example. Annoying, but hardly menacing, right? But then you look at the  above close-up photo of their feet and they suddenly look like they can fuck up  you and everything you love with one well-timed swing.

The bugs that can hurt you are no less terrifying. Ticks spread their filthy  Lyme disease by stabbing you with their mouths. The part of a tick’s mouth used  to stab prey is called a hypostome, and it ain’t pretty.

MicroLab  Gallery “Oh yeah, like your tongues are so  fun to look at.”

That’s the black-eyed tick, not that it matters much. A tick is a tick, and  they all hate you. Now observe the mouth-knife of the deer tick:

University of Minnesota Easily the  most dangerous insect in any prison fight.

So yeah, ticks fucking stab you, in case you needed one more reason to  despise them. But at least their weapon looks cool. Here’s a mosquito’s stinger  up close:

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Turns out the dreaded mosquito is content to kick our ass with a goddamn  Capri Sun drinking straw. So when you manage to destroy one with a well-timed  book smash, consider it a mercy kill.

#3.  Seawater

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It’s water. Pretty much the entire planet is made out of it. It’s the reason  Earth isn’t just some barren rock dancing lonely around a gigantic space  furnace. It’s the No. 1 reason you’re alive today, unless you drown in it.

But Up Close:

It’s not so much the water itself that’s freaky; it’s the inhabitants. All  247 quadrillion of them (give or take).

N. Sullivan / NOAA / Department of Commerce So like the Bronx, but less salty.

These are diatoms, a catchall term for the various dead algae bits floating  around the ocean and, almost inevitably, down your throat. Yep, if you’ve ever  swallowed seawater, this was your dinner. And, to be fair, some of it looks  delicious, especially that doughnut-looking fellow slightly above center. It  looks like a chocolate-blueberry concoction that you could have for dinner while  convincing your sad ass that the blueberry flavoring counts as your fruit intake  for the day.

Unfortunately, the rest of it looks like old cigars and various types of  industrial waste.

#2.  Fly Ash

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Fly ash is one of those things you see all the time, but probably have no  idea what it does. It’s basically ground-up coal that we use to  reinforce concrete. So even though it just looks like a bunch of dirt, it’s  pretty much the only reason sidewalks, streets, and the foundation of your house  are still standing. So the next time you see a pile of ash just hanging around,  remember to thank it. Just don’t get too close, cuz it’s kind of incredibly radioactive.

But Up Close:

Wabeggs Did someone just shine a  halogen light in our eyes?

Fly ash, underneath it all, looks exactly like a dead planet. Its surface is  littered with craters and barren, rocky islands of varying shape and size, the  lack of atmosphere and sunlight result in a cold, all-black surface, and any  life that somehow manages to emerge is almost immediately extinguished. Either  that or it’s a whimsical bubble machine party … it depends on what kind of  imagination you have, we suppose.

#1.  Shark Skin

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Sharks are fascinating creatures: They die if they ever stop moving, they  can smell one tiny drop of blood in a body of water the size of an Olympic pool,  and babies will eat each other in the womb until only one remains. But their  skin? It’s just dull gray flesh, so who cares, right? Skin has to be the one and  only uninteresting part of a shark.

But Up Close:

Nope. Their skin is extremely interesting. Namely because it’s made out of  teeth.

George  Lauder The only reason you rarely see sharks at  petting zoos.

Great holy fuck. This shouldn’t be part of an animal. This thing is literally  nothing but teeth. Its teeth are probably covered in tiny teeth.

Those small scales, by the way, are called denticles, and they help the shark  reduce drag while it swims, allowing it to move around the ocean and eat  everything as smoothly as possible.

Australian Museum If you zoom in on  these close enough, you probably find more teeth.

Read more:  http://www.cracked.com/article_20386_8-ordinary-things-that-look-insanely-cool-under-microscope_p2.html#ixzz2uCW0YXcw

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Early Snow Removal Devices

Scenes From the History of Snow Removal

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In some areas, the weather outside is pretty frightful. And since you’ve no place to go but outside to shovel, get cozy and read about snow removal in the good old days.

ON A ROLL

For a good stretch of American history, getting rid of snow was of no great concern. In fact, people actually wanted it around. While this might blow the minds of modern Northeasterners and Midwesterners, keep in mind that these were the days of the horse-drawn vehicle, not the Prius. To improve travel in winter conditions, horse carts and coaches traded their wheels in for ski-like runners. With those things on, the more packed snow on the roads, the better! Historian and weather geek Eric Sloane wrote that, in the 18th and 19th centuries, “snow was never a threat” to road travel, “but rather it was an asset.”

To keep roads in optimal snowy condition, many municipalities employed a “snow warden” to pack and flatten the snow with a crude vehicle called a snow roller—essentially a giant, wide wheel weighed down with rocks and pulled by oxen or horses. A far cry from the winter road work we see today, it was more like maintaining a ski slope or smoothing out an ice rink. Stranger still, snow wardens actually had to install snow on the pathways of covered bridges so that travel would not be interrupted.

PLOW ABOUT THAT

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By the mid 1800s, several different inventors had patented their own versions of a horse-drawn snow plow meant for clearing alleys and residential streets that saw more foot traffic than carriages. In 1862, Milwaukee became the first major municipality to try one out, and it was a hit. Over the next few years, the plows hit the streets in cities throughout the Snow Belt.

But horse-drawn plows didn’t stand a chance against the Blizzard of 1888, which bludgeoned the East Coast from the Chesapeake Bay up to Maine. After three days, some places were buried in up to 50 inches of snow, and high winds caused drifts up to 40 feet tall to form. The plow-pulling horses, like everyone else, had no choice but to stay inside and wait for the snow to melt. Cities in the region learned a valuable lesson about preparation, and the following year many implemented measures like hiring more plows and giving them assigned routes, and sending the plows out to start clearing the roads in the early stages of the storm.

BLOWN AWAY


The Jull Centrifugal Snow Plough. Photo Courtesy of Made In Canada

Around the same time, on the other side of the country, the rotary snowplow—or as we know it, the snow blower—was getting its start in an unlikely place far removed from the suburban driveways where they’re now normally seen. In the Canadian West, railroad men were having a hard time keeping their tracks clear of snow. The railroad snowplows used back east and on the prairies were the wedge-shaped cow-catcher type that pushed the snow to the sides of the track, and they just didn’t work in the deep, heavy snow of the western mountains.

J.W. Elliott, a Toronto dentist, had been tinkering with a plow design he thought might work well on a train. His plow had a rotary engine that drove a wheel rimmed with flat blades. As the plow went down the track, snow collected in a housing on the plow and then got funneled up to the blades, which tossed the snow out through an opening at the top of the housing. The railroads passed on it, but Elliot persisted. He hooked up with inventor Orange Jull to improve the design and commission a full-scale working model. The next winter, they convinced the Canadian Pacific Railroad to road-test the new plow on its line near Toronto. The plow cleared the track easily, tossing snow as far as 200 feet out of the way, and the railroad managers were impressed enough to buy eight plows and put them to work. Over the few decades, snowblowers got cheaper, smaller, and easier to use, with truck-mounted models and, eventually, human-powered ones for home use hitting the market.

CAR-PLOW


Photo Courtesy of the National Archives of Norway

As automobiles replaced horses and carriages on the roads of the U.S., the snow problem got flipped on its head. It wouldn’t be enough to clear the alleys and pack down the snow on the main roads anymore. Cars required dry, safe streets. Motorized salt spreaders were introduced, but they often didn’t do enough, and urban sprawl meant most cities were just too big for horse-drawn plows to clean all the streets. In the early 1920s, Norwegian brothers Hans and Even Overaasen and New Yorker Carl Frink independently came up with designs for car-mounted snow plows. These were, apparenty the perfect solution to the modern snow problem, and the company Frink started is still producing plows today.

As for the snow removal tool the average Joe is most familiar with, 100-plus patents have been granted for snow shovel designs since the 1870s. One of the first designs that hit upon the “scrape and scoop” combo was invented in 1889 by—get this—a woman named Lydia Fairweather.

Read the full text here: http://mentalfloss.com/article/32006/scenes-history-snow-removal#ixzz2NIgAvxQe
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Our Trip to Christopher Creek

My wife wanted to get out of Phoenix for a bit so first we went to the Renaissance Festival on Saturday in Apache Junction.  Then our son, on spring break from college at ASU, was nice enough to watch our ferocious hounds for us for three days for us to go to Christopher Creek, a small cutout in the Mogollon Rim Pine Country just past Payson Arizona.  It was 85 when we left Phoenix and so we were unprepared.  My wife got me to bring a coat, which I never do, and it was a good thing.  On the way, just past Fountain Hills on the Beeline Freeway, we saw all the mountains ahead of us covered in snow.  Hmmm.

I had a call earlier that day I had ignored with a 928 area code – from the place we were going.  I had thought it was just the usual confirmation.  I listen to the message and they say we might need a four wheel drive or chains.  Hmmm.  We of course had neither.  I call them and they say no problem, it is clear now.  We go to Payson, pick up some food, and head up the snowy road to Christopher Creek, only to be stopped ten miles short and told the road was closed.  I told the Sheriff we were told we could make it.  After some negotiations, he told us we could try, but if we got stuck, no one would come help us until the morning.  My wife and I chose to take our chances, and were the last normal car through.

Here is the entrance the day we left, after the snow had melted.  At first I could not get my car inside:

After we parked outside the cabin, it got really cold again.  They estimated they might get another 6 to 8 inches.  Here is what my car looked like in the morning:

Here are some pictures of the area, including my wife, me, the picnic areas, and the Mogollon Monster, who looks just like he is cold more than menacing:

 

That last picture is literally the view from our porch.  Our cabin was right on the creek itself, but no one was walking the path too much lol.  We had a great time even though we were snowed in for the whole time.  Gave us a chance to unwind.  The cabins had no cell phone reception, no wi-fi unless you wanted to sit in 30 degree weather in the snow outside, and only four TV channels.  One was the channel for the lodge, one was all informercials (living hell), one was Ion Channel, and the other was HNL.  We did not do much TV.  They had books and games.  My wife and I played Scrabble, but first she had to sort the letters because someone had supplied about 1.6 times the right number.

When we were driving back we were Jonesing for some good coffee.  At home we brew our own fresh and the cabins had horrible stuff in a bag they told us was coffee, but we weren’t that sure after trying it.  Anyway, we stopped at a cool place called the Mountain High Coffee Works, which had a variety of brews and wi-fi!  We caught up on my smart phone and her Kindle Fire and drank some real coffee.

The new owners there were pretty awesome, Phil and Roxanne.  We talked awhile and my wife noticed they had the latest copy of ConNotations NewZine on display, which has two of my stories in it.  Patti Hulstrand had dropped them off there.  That led to one thing after another and I gave them an autographed copy of my first novel, The Travelers’ Club and the Ghost Ship.  Here they are, the proud new owners – of the book of course!

We had a great time, but it’s good to be back home where I can play with the hounds and update my blog.  Have to get back to finishing the next two books tomorrow…

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