Re : We need proper JSI units
> The accepted JSI (Journalists SI) for a density that light should be that it would float on water surly
Good point - how about 'Witches' as a density unit ?.. or Ducks for extremely dense things...
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For those wondering but not wanting to look too hard, the links for the pictures are
http://www.esa.int/esaCP/SEMM80C474F_index_1.html#subhead2
and
http://www.esa.int/esaCP/SEMM80C474F_index_1.html#subhead4
..or follow the stuff from the ESA frontpage (http://www.esa.int)
Lucy - is there any particular reason you hardly (if ever) seem to add links to pictures (or other resources) in your stories ? It's not always difficult to find them, (although there were some that needed a bit of tracking down & some I just gave up on) but that's hardly the point.. some deep-seated philosophical stand-point or just CBA ?
At least there seems to be some basic sort of attribution these days..
Cheers
Tim
Seems like the barbed hook of the tagline has been well and truely swallowed.. always nice when that happens :)
..and how delightfully typical of the "my dad is bigger than yours" mentally of some (US-centric ?) readers that the phrase was taken literally as well.. "poor mans X" is often used to infer some lack or inferiority other then hard cash, but that probably doesn't mean much to ya huh ? <hint - this is another hook>
T
TIM: Too late!
[dramatic chord]
ARTHUR: What?
TIM: There he is!
ARTHUR: Where?
TIM: There!
ARTHUR: What, behind the rabbit?
TIM: It is the rabbit!
ARTHUR: You silly sod!
TIM: What?
ARTHUR: You got us all worked up!
TIM: Well, that's no ordinary rabbit.
ARTHUR: Ohh.
TIM: That's the most foul, cruel, and bad-tempered rodent you ever set eyes
on.
ROBIN: You tit! I soiled my armor I was so scared!
TIM: Look, that rabbit's got a vicious streak a mile wide; it's a killer!
GALAHAD: Get stuffed!
TIM: He'll do you up a treat mate!
GALAHAD: Oh, yeah?
ROBIN: You mangy scots git!
TIM: I'm warning you!
ROBIN: What's he do, nibble your bum?
TIM: He's got huge, sharp-- eh-- he can leap about-- look at the bones!
ARTHUR: Go on, Bors. Chop his head off!
BORS: Right! Silly little bleeder. One rabbit stew comin' right up!
TIM: Look!
[squeak]
BORS: Aaaugh!
[dramatic chord]
[clunk]
ARTHUR: Jesus Christ!
TIM: I warned you!
ROBIN: I done it again!
TIM: I warned you, but did you listen to me? Oh, no, you knew it all, didn't
you? Oh, it's just a harmless little bunny, isn't it? Well, it's always
the same. I always tell them--