President Obama succumbed to Zach Galifianakis on ‘Between Two Ferns,’ answering questions about the Olympics, health care, and “same-sex divorce.”
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I was just a 17-year old kid from the Bronx with dreams of becoming a scientist, and somehow the world’s most famous astronomer found time to invite me to Ithaca in upstate NY and spend a Saturday with him.
I remember that snowy day like it was yesterday. He met me at the bus stop. He showed me his laboratory at Cornell University. Carl reached behind his desk, and inscribed this book (Cosmic Connection) for me:
For Neil Tyson,
With all good wisdom to a future astronomer.
- Carl Sagan
At the end of the day, he drove me back to the bus station. The snow was falling harder. He wrote his phone number, his home phone number, on a scrap of paper. And he said, “If the bus can’t get through, call me. Spend the night at my home, with my family.”
I already knew I wanted to become a scientist, but that afternoon I learned from Carl the kind of person I wanted to become. He reached out to me and to countless others. Inspiring so many of us to study, teach, and do science. Science is a co-operative enterprise, spanning the generations. It’s the passing of a torch from teacher to student to teacher. A community of minds reaching back from antiquity and forward to the stars.
Gotta start teaching early.
Before there were Girls, there was the first Girl.
So apparently some rich French guy was sitting around one day and wanted to sit in the middle of the desert and watch Dune with his friends. So he made a theater and then it turns out It was a really, really bad idea and not a single movie was shown there. The local’s in the middle of somewhere Egypt didn’t like the idea for some reason and sabotaged it. Now there’s a random theater in the middle of the desert and some day no one will know why.
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Because your nostrils split their workload. Throughout the day, they each take breaks in a process of alternating congestion and decongestion called the nasal cycle.
At a given moment, if you’re breathing through your nose, the lion’s share of the air is going in and out of one nostril, with a much smaller amount passing through the other. Every few hours, your autonomic nervous system, which takes care of your heart rate, digestion and other things you don’t consciously control, switches things up and your other nostril does all the heavy lifting for a little while.
The opening and closing of the two passages is done by swelling and deflating erectile tissue - the same stuff that’s at work when your reproductive organs are aroused - up in your nose. The nasal cycle is going on all the time, but when you’re sick and really congested, the extra mucous often makes the nostril that’s on break feel much more backed up.
There are at least two good reasons why nasal cycling happens: And Mental Floss explains why…)
Sometimes you’re just working away on your own stuff, and all of a sudden you come upon another artist who is doing exactly what you’ve got in your head.
I spent a bunch of hours earlier this week slicing pipe so that I could create a honeycomb-like pattern and weld together a hollow, steel sphere.
And then this morning, I came across Jang Yong Sun's work. Un-flipping-believable! It's so fantastic, I think my eyes might just tear up a bit.
You’ll find me in working at my welding table this weekend!
HOW CAN WE BE HAPPY ?
Once a group of 50 people was attending a seminar.
Suddenly the speaker stopped and decided to do a group activity. He started giving each one a balloon. Each one was asked to write his/her name on it using a marker pen. Then all the balloons were collected and put in another room.
Now these delegates were let in that room and asked to find the balloon which had their name written, within 5 minutes. Everyone was frantically searching for their name, colliding with each other, pushing around others and there was utter chaos.
At the end of 5 minutes no one could find their own balloon.
Now each one was asked to randomly collect a balloon and give it to the person whose name was written on it.
Within minutes everyone had their own balloon.
The speaker began— exactly this is happening in our lives. Everyone is frantically looking for happiness all around, not knowing where it is.
Our happiness lies in the happiness of other people. Give them their happiness; you will get your own happiness.
And this is the purpose of human life.