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[Homer Potvin]

Osso Buco was in one of my crossword puzzles this week.

It's strange when one comes across an unfamiliar term only to have it immediately pop up somewhere else.

That's the Baader-Meinhof Frequency Illusion. Your brain has selectively keyed in on the term so it appears to be more frequent than it actually is.

 

[CatrionaGrace]

That's the Baader-Meinhof Frequency Illusion. Your brain has selectively keyed in on the term so it appears to be more frequent than it actually is.

Twice isn't all that frequent. I assume my mind keyed in on osso buco because it sounds like a name for a particularly recalcitrant donkey. "Osso Buco, get out of that damn mud puddle before I turn you into salami."

 

[Louanne Learning]

Last day of February, turning a corner in winter...

 

[Riddley Walker]

Omg, I just realized I counted wrong. There are 37 of us. I counted my oldest sister's three kids, each with families of four, but forgot to include her and her husband!

I worked with a guy for years who had close to 300 first cousins. His mother was one of 20 syblings, including 3 sets of twins.

 

[Louanne Learning]

I can't stop watching this clip of Eleanor Powell tap-dancing in the 1930s. She's got rizz

 

[CatrionaGrace]

I got sidetracked onto the interviews about Blazing Saddles, which I saw in the college student union when I was around 19. It shocked me to the marrow of my bones, but I never laughed so much in all my life.

 

[JLT]

Anything is dangerous if done with no clothes on (except for making love and taking a bath/shower).

You can get STDs from making love while nearly fully clothed.

I think it was Robert Silverberg who recommended that you always cook bacon in the nude, because you'll have a real incentive not to turn the heat high enough to cause splatters.

 

[Homer Potvin]

You can get STDs from making love while fully clothed.

I think it was Robert Silverberg who recommended that you always cook bacon in the nude, because you'll have a real incentive not to turn the heat high enough to cause splatters.

Try a wok at 800 degrees.

 

[Rath Darkblade]

You can get STDs from making love while fully clothed.

I think it was Robert Silverberg who recommended that you always cook bacon in the nude, because you'll have a real incentive not to turn the heat high enough to cause splatters.

Try a wok at 800 degrees.

All right ... now try blacksmithing. The temperature required to make iron is between 1,250°C and 1,538°C (2,282°F – 2,800°F), with industrial blast furnaces often exceeding 1,500°C (2,730°F) to melt iron and remove impurities.

Steelmaking requires even higher temperatures -- around 2,200°F to 3,000°F, or 1,200°C to 1,650°C -- with industrial electric arc furnaces often reaching over 3,000°F. (Sorry. The protagonist in my last novel was a blacksmith in ancient times, so these figures are seared into my brain. No pun intended).

Now, the image of a shirtless or near-naked blacksmith is common in modern fantasy, art, and film ... but let's be honest: no-one wants extreme heat, sparks, and hot metal splinters anywhere near their skin. (Not to mention their, um ... "voonerables").

 

[Homer Potvin]

All right ... now try blacksmithing. The temperature required to make iron is between 1,250°C and 1,538°C (2,282°F – 2,800°F), with industrial blast furnaces often exceeding 1,500°C (2,730°F) to melt iron and remove impurities.

Steelmaking requires even higher temperatures -- around 2,200°F to 3,000°F, or 1,200°C to 1,650°C -- with industrial electric arc furnaces often reaching over 3,000°F. (Sorry. The protagonist in my last novel was a blacksmith in ancient times, so these figures are seared into my brain. No pun intended).

Now, the image of a shirtless or near-naked blacksmith is common in modern fantasy, art, and film ... but let's be honest: no-one wants extreme heat, sparks, and hot metal splinters anywhere near their skin. (Not to mention their, um ... "voonerables").

Yeah, well, try walking on the surface of a Class O star at 50,000 Kelvin.

 

[Kerrin]

I can't stop watching this clip of Eleanor Powell tap-dancing in the 1930s. She's got rizz

thank you! now I must reciprocate.

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[Louanne Learning]

now I must reciprocate.

Thank you, but the video wouldn't play

 

[Kerrin]

Thank you, but the video wouldn't play

Darn.

 

[Louanne Learning]

@Kerrin - thanks for that! - I've seen it recently - I think when I was scrolling shorts on YouTube

 

[CatrionaGrace]

I took exactly one flamenco lesson. Halfway through the class, my knees said in perfect unison, "Are you freakin' crazy???"

 

[Louanne Learning]

I took exactly one flamenco lesson.

When I was about 5 years old, my mom signed me up for tap-dance lessons. I have some vague memories of it. Heel-toe-heel-toe.

The lessons were down the street at the community centre. My mom used to bring me there on the wagon. It looked something like this -



Well a few weeks into the lessons, we arrived at the community centre and I refused to get off the wagon. My mom, the teacher, other mothers, no-one could cajole me to get off the wagon. I just crossed my arms and made myself an immovable object.

My mother took me back home, and I never had another tap-dance lesson after that.

My mother still laughs about this story.

 

[CatrionaGrace]

Way to go, little Louanne!

 

[Set2Stun]

Little Louanne, fight the power

I actually have an old-timey dance video to share

This girl does a mean Charleston. It's fun how young people are keeping these kinds of things going.

 

[Louanne Learning]

My mom used to sign us up for so many different things. My brother and I spent a whole year in oil-painting lessons.

You saw the great progress I made in the portrait I did of my husband and me.

 

[CatrionaGrace]

My mom always wanted to take art lessons but her parents signed her up for piano lessons. I wantd to take riding lessons. She signed me up for art lessons, which were fun, but... horses.