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Orchid XP v8 <voi### [at] devnull> wrote:
> Eat enough apple pips and you'll drop dead. But nobody worries about it
> too much because you'd have to eat a ridiculous amount of them.
> Similarly, the carefully measured dose of botox used in surgery is far
> too tiny to pose any threat to anything.
The difference is that measuring apple pips in kilograms is rather easy,
even without any tools. Measuring nanograms of botox is extremely difficult,
even with really sophisticated tools.
--
- Warp
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Warp wrote:
> The difference is that measuring apple pips in kilograms is rather easy,
> even without any tools. Measuring nanograms of botox is extremely difficult,
> even with really sophisticated tools.
Measuring out one nanogram of liquid is very hard.
However, I rather suspect that what they *actually* do is take (say) 1 L
of pure botox and mix with 9 L of pure water, then take 1 L of the
mixture and add it to another 9 L of pure water, then... recurse a few
times and you can create a water/botox mixture of very precise
concentration without having to actually measure anything particularly
accurately.
(Sorry... my dad actually works in a lab where we routinely make up
solutions of, say, 4 ug of aspirin per L of liquid.)
--
http://blog.orphi.me.uk/
http://www.zazzle.com/MathematicalOrchid*
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"Jim Henderson" <nos### [at] nospamcom> wrote in message
news:4888edd5$1@news.povray.org...
> On Thu, 24 Jul 2008 21:13:25 +0100, St. wrote:
>
>>> I don't recall if I've said it before here, but we have actually
>>> thought about moving. And with my wife's medical conditions, actually,
>>> the high altitude, direct sunlight, and low humidity aggravate those
>>> conditions, so we are going to *have* to move sooner or later (and
>>> sooner would be better).
>>
>> Move here? The UK? Apparently, it's a mini New Zealand (country-side
>> wise). Just beautiful.
>
> Yeah, there - the UK. :-) We do think it's beautiful there; we've
> visited a couple times, and most of our really close friends are there.
> It's a shame we only get to see them when we get over there, they get
> over here, or "virtually" online.
Ah, Jim, go for it then. I know you would like it. If you want 'busy'
then move to London (and venture out). Or move to Birmingham or Manchester.
But if you want beauty, hit Wales, Scotland, or Ireland for those benefits.
You won't go wrong if that's what you want.
>
>>> Yeah. The situation was (and still is, for that matter) quite unusual.
>>> Apparently the "punishment" that was used was at the recommendation of
>>> a therapist. The way it was administered, though, caused overhydration
>>> to an extent that it resulted in death. I also understand there
>>> were/are some psychological factors with the mother as well,
>>
>> That last sentence, I can relate to.
>
> Yeah, from what I understand from people who know the family better,
> something's seriously messed up.
"Seriously messed up" is what I understand. :/
>
>> True. It's hard to talk sometimes. It's like being in prison - you
>> don't
>> ask your cellmate what he did to be put inside. <sigh>
>
> I won't ask how you know that. ;-)
Ah well, I've posted it here before, so it doesn't really matter, but
when I was around 20 years old, I was sent to prison for 30 days for
non-payment of fine. I was a bike nutter back then and didn't follow the
laws as I should have, no insurance etc., BUT *nothing* would keep me off a
bike back then. I'm 45 years old now, and haven't ridden a motorbike in 20
years. Yes, I learned my lesson. I would LOVE to ride again, but these old
bones couldn't handle 180+ on these new Superbikes - I think. ;)
~Steve~
>
> Jim
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Oh, and to answer your actual question, ;) I was penned-up with a young
bible carrying Rastafarian who wanted to 'box' me at 2am in the morning on
my first night. Waking me to do so. He then read some bible to me, and then
smacked me on the nose. (Yes, it was bleeding).
Now, back then, I was a fit young guy that could have knocked this guy
out, but, when I first went in there I was aware enough to see who was in
the neighboring cells - and yes, they were BIG Rasta boys. I mean six+ guys
with Arnie's arms. Man, that scared me back then!
~Steve~
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On Thu, 24 Jul 2008 22:28:47 +0100, St. wrote:
> "Jim Henderson" <nos### [at] nospamcom> wrote in message
> news:4888edd5$1@news.povray.org...
>> Yeah, there - the UK. :-) We do think it's beautiful there; we've
>> visited a couple times, and most of our really close friends are there.
>> It's a shame we only get to see them when we get over there, they get
>> over here, or "virtually" online.
>
> Ah, Jim, go for it then. I know you would like it. If you want
> 'busy'
> then move to London (and venture out). Or move to Birmingham or
> Manchester. But if you want beauty, hit Wales, Scotland, or Ireland for
> those benefits. You won't go wrong if that's what you want.
My wife grew up in a small town; we have good friends in Bucks and near
Stratford, but also up near Edinburough as well. Come to think, also got
some down in Hastings, too.
We have considered Scotland as well; my friends up there own their own
consulting business and it happens to be in technology I'm very well
acquainted with, so if they could afford me, I'm sure I could get in
easily on a work visa. Problem for me is I don't have a degree, and I
understand in England at least, that's now one of three criteria being
applied by the home office (the others I've heard are age - and we're too
old, and money to invest - and we don't have any). But a work visa would
be good enough to get started at least. :-)
>> Yeah, from what I understand from people who know the family better,
>> something's seriously messed up.
>
> "Seriously messed up" is what I understand. :/
Yeah, I thought I had understood that from what you said.
>>> True. It's hard to talk sometimes. It's like being in prison - you
>>> don't
>>> ask your cellmate what he did to be put inside. <sigh>
>>
>> I won't ask how you know that. ;-)
>
> Ah well, I've posted it here before, so it doesn't really matter, but
> when I was around 20 years old, I was sent to prison for 30 days for
> non-payment of fine. I was a bike nutter back then and didn't follow the
> laws as I should have, no insurance etc., BUT *nothing* would keep me
> off a bike back then. I'm 45 years old now, and haven't ridden a
> motorbike in 20 years. Yes, I learned my lesson. I would LOVE to ride
> again, but these old bones couldn't handle 180+ on these new Superbikes
> - I think. ;)
Ah, I see - well, I somehow missed that. That's not nearly as bad as it
could have been, though I'm sure even 30 days was no cakewalk.
Jim
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On Thu, 24 Jul 2008 22:49:38 +0100, St. wrote:
> Oh, and to answer your actual question, ;) I was penned-up with a young
> bible carrying Rastafarian who wanted to 'box' me at 2am in the morning
> on my first night. Waking me to do so. He then read some bible to me,
> and then smacked me on the nose. (Yes, it was bleeding).
Sheesh. Some people's kids, eh?
> Now, back then, I was a fit young guy that could have knocked this guy
> out, but, when I first went in there I was aware enough to see who was
> in the neighboring cells - and yes, they were BIG Rasta boys. I mean
> six+ guys with Arnie's arms. Man, that scared me back then!
That'd concern me NOW even. ;-)
Jim
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Orchid XP v8 <voi### [at] devnull> wrote:
> However, I rather suspect that what they *actually* do is take (say) 1 L
> of pure botox and mix with 9 L of pure water, then take 1 L of the
> mixture and add it to another 9 L of pure water, then... recurse a few
> times and you can create a water/botox mixture of very precise
> concentration without having to actually measure anything particularly
> accurately.
That assumes the botox spreads evenly inside the water and doesn't
clump (eg. because of chemical properties or gravity).
--
- Warp
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Life is a terminal disease.
I'm going to live forever if it kills me.
I'm going to live forever or die in the attempt.
The world is so dangerous that none of us will get out of it alive.
That's all I can think of right now, but I used to know loads more like
this :)
...Chambers
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"Jim Henderson" <nos### [at] nospamcom> wrote in message
news:488908b5$1@news.povray.org...
> Ah, I see - well, I somehow missed that. That's not nearly as bad as it
> could have been, though I'm sure even 30 days was no cakewalk.
Yes, I was a Rebel without a Cause... ;)
I went in as a 19 year old boy and came out as 20 year old man. I
learnt *a lot* in there. When I first got arrested, it was a Sunday, and I
was tucked up in bed with my other half dreaming of that super-bike that I
would never have, but the police were like: "Can't you just pay the fine
now?" They didn't want to take me in for non payment of fine and they were
like: "This is nuts". But, I just couldn't pay the fine, so I had to go.
Now, because in the eyes of the law I was still technically a 'youth', my
sentence was 30 days in a youth offender's hostel, but there weren't any
places that they could get me into easily and quickly, which resulted in me
being put in a normal adult prison for the first 4 days. Those 4 days,
(sharing a cell with that Rasta guy), were the scariest of my life.
They then drove me 150 miles away to complete my sentence in a youth
offenders hostel where I shared a dorm with another 19 lads. Oh. My. God.
That really woke me up. Every trick under the sun was witnessed and
experienced by myself. First night: my bed collapsed when I jumped in.
Second night: head first down the dorm toilet. Third night: razor blade to
the throat. Fourth night: a fight with a weirdo that had a 'grudge' against
me. Fifth night: a new guy arrives. He doesn't want to be in this place, he
wants to be somewhere else, so someone suggested that he smashes all the of
the dorm windows - so he did, and he got moved - to solitary, lol! And it
goes on. Every day, there was something new happening. Most of it was fun
and a good laugh like some of the guys got another guy to do that spinning
thing with a broom handle piercing the ceiling and then the guy did about
200 spins underneath it, and when he finished, another guy bear-hugged him
until he was unconcious - I have never seen anything so funny! The guy was
drunk without alcohol! He was falling over, he was saying weird things,
(like talking to his mum, even though she wasn't there). But, to be honest,
thinking about it now, that guy was probably close to death.
Yes, a weird episode in my life, but like I mentioned, I learnt a lot.
After I was released, I never rode a motorbike again.
~Steve~
>
> Jim
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>> However, I rather suspect that what they *actually* do is take (say) 1 L
>> of pure botox and mix with 9 L of pure water, then take 1 L of the
>> mixture and add it to another 9 L of pure water, then... recurse a few
>> times and you can create a water/botox mixture of very precise
>> concentration without having to actually measure anything particularly
>> accurately.
>
> That assumes the botox spreads evenly inside the water and doesn't
> clump (eg. because of chemical properties or gravity).
Yes, it does. Typically this is a reasonable assumption. (There is
obviously a lot of stiring involved.)
I note that while it may be very difficult to measure out tiny volumes
of a liquid or solid, it is probably quite *easy* to take some diluted
botox and confirm exactly how dilute it is or isn't. (This is precisely
the kind of job my company gets paid for.)
--
http://blog.orphi.me.uk/
http://www.zazzle.com/MathematicalOrchid*
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