Showing posts with label ice. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ice. Show all posts

Friday, February 13, 2009

Ice-ops Fable


Vernon!

“Yeah, Mom?”

You are NOT going out looking like that!

“But, Mom…”

Don’t ‘But, Mom’ me…you are NOT going to school with ragged jeans, a ripped t-shirt, and flip-flops.

“But, Mom…what’s wrong with this?”

It’s just unacceptable young man…

“But Madison looks like this, and his mom doesn’t say anything…”

I don’t care what Madison’s mom lets him do, we expect the best from you.

“I suppose you want me to look as good as Ed or Cal…”

No, they don’t have all the responsibilities you have every day.

“Because they’re Canadian?”

Well, let’s not get into that…

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

We can...



We can send a man to the moon, but…











We can turn orange drink into powder so the guys going to the moon can take it along, add water and have something to drink, but…











We can get 10,000 songs in a contraption smaller than a pack of cigarettes, but…









We can stick a gizmo on our car’s dashboard that tells us to within six feet where we are on the planet (and tell us in an annoying voice to turn this way or that), but…






We can build a tunnel 17 miles in circumference just to fire tiny little particles at one another really fast (ok, so that one doesn’t quite work, yet), but…





We can identify the entire human genome, but…












We can almost have a fully self-assembling “stomach-bot” for medical diagnoses and treatments, but…









We can turn water into fuel (it ain’t wine, but with the price of gas, it’ll do), but…










WE CAN’T TURN WATER INTO A DECENT SHEET OF ICE!!!



Heck, they discovered ice in the rocks on Mars. Pfft…kid stuff. Let’s see them discover it at the Verizon Center.