What I Learned Today And Good Blogs To Curl Up With, Because Today I'm All About The Lists And Oh God Help Me I Can't Stop The Linking

It is time for another list. This one is going to be a list about things I don’t know. When I started the list, I was interested to see what would pop up, but nothing pops up readily, especially when it’s something you don’t know. I don’t always take the obvious into account. So, here are things I didn’t know until I looked them up:

  • I didn’t know why the sky is blue. I really didn’t. I have looked up the answer to that one on several occasions and promise to commit it to memory so that I don’t have to feel ridiculous looking it up once again. Again, I have forgotten. Why is the sky blue? Because . . .
  • I also didn’t know why the sun was yellow. It turns out that the sun is yellow because it is medium hot.
  • I didn’t know what bricks are made of. Is it other rocks? I know that they crush up old bricks and use the resulting shards to carpet ball diamonds, but what do they crush up to make bricks? The answer I have found is, of course, astoundingly simple.
  • I didn’t know the history behind ketchup. How old is ketchup? When I, on the rarest of occasions, have the craving to dip my french fries in ketchup, is there any important condiment history that I should be aware of? It turns out that the first recipe for a tomato ketchup showed up in Nova Scotia in the 1800s. Canadians think of everything.
  • I always forget what it is exactly that makes my armpits stink, but I know it’s not the sweat itself. It turns out that it’s the bacteria. If I forget such a simple fact again, feel free to laugh at my expense.
  • I didn’t know much about celluloid. When I was a little kid, I used to go through my uncles’ old toys in my grandmother’s basement. I found this doll, which I have always thought of as Lucille. She had coarse red hair and a pale pink dress and was obviously decades old, because she was made out of what seemed to be really flimsy plastic. Her tiny little toes had been permanently pushed in. My mother explained that she was from the 1950s and was made of celluloid, not plastic, and that celluloid didn’t have the shape memory that modern plastics tend to have.
  • I didn’t know what that crazy nose on the star-nosed mole was all about. They look like this, and the nose it there to compensate for the mole’s poor eyesight, or at least that’s what they are telling us
  • I have never known what a clementine is. In my second to last job interview, I asked the human resources person what kind of fruit she would be if she were one, and she said that she would be a clementine – all prickly on the outside while really being sweet on the inside. Now I know that she didn’t know anything about clementines either. Clementines are a seedless variety of the mandarin orange and look pretty much like oranges do.
  • I didn’t know anything at all about Andorra. Now I do, thanks to the CIA.
  • I didn’t know the name of the effect that allows airplanes to get off the ground. Why, it’s Bernoulli’s principle, of course.
  • Another thing I keep forgetting is how gelatin is made. I think I “forget” so that I don’t have to think about how there are animal hooves in my jello, pill capsules, and jujubes.

    New Diaryland diaries that I have begun reading are, and in no particular order: not-a-finger, onepinksock, crayon, pterals, letaboo, and invincible girl. Good reading abounds.

    Non-diaryland blogs of worth that I have found lately are, and again, in no particular order: finslippy, wish jar journal, greenfairydotcom, and in the shadow of a gun, which is an excellent photo blog.

    I try to avoid it these days, but news of the abuse scandal is everywhere. It is believed that a United States general was well aware of the abuse going on in Abu Ghraib. On the same note, 2000 pages might have been missing from the 6000-page copy of the army report on the abuse of Iraqi prisoners that was used as the basis for the hearings on the issue.

    Afghanistan has a tough road ahead as it moves toward September’s elections.

    Jerry Falwell and Pat Robertson have put partial blame for the attacks on the World Trade Centre squarely on the shoulders of “...liberal civil liberties groups, feminists, homosexuals, and abortion rights supporters...” (This is an old story, but maddening just the same).

    I wonder how many deserters there are from the United States army. I bet there’s tons.

    28 people died in land mine blast in Kashmir.

    British and American troops have been granted immunity from prosecution in Iraq following the June 30th handover.

    The Dutch have figured out how to deal with rising ocean water – they’re building houses that float.

    This may shed a little light on why gas prices are so freaking high.

    The global black market for organs is alive and well.

    Paul Martin has called for a June 28th election in Canada.

    A SARS vaccine is being tested in China.

    The Black Death could be lying in wait.

    Iran has admitted to having close ties with Chalabi but denies accusations of spying.

    And last but not least, read bitch. It makes me happy.

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