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bodysnatcher wrote:Sometimes I think that had I not cheated through Chemistry, I might still be in high school.

lennytheweedwhacker wrote:

bodysnatcher wrote:Sometimes I think that had I not cheated through Chemistry, I might still be in high school.

Wow...I'm going to see if I can have your diploma rescinded. Does your high school have internet yet?

lennytheweedwhacker wrote:

tragabigzanda wrote:K means potassium is about as much chemistry I remember. Wtf is a joule?

It's named after Artemis Joule, but I can't remember exactly what it is.

wease wrote:

lennytheweedwhacker wrote:

tragabigzanda wrote:K means potassium is about as much chemistry I remember. Wtf is a joule?

It's named after Artemis Joule, but I can't remember exactly what it is.

A unit measurement of energy/work

lennytheweedwhacker wrote:

wease wrote:

lennytheweedwhacker wrote:

tragabigzanda wrote:K means potassium is about as much chemistry I remember. Wtf is a joule?

It's named after Artemis Joule, but I can't remember exactly what it is.

A unit measurement of energy/work

wease this is one of those times someone makes a joke post and you respond with a serious/factual one.

wease wrote:

lennytheweedwhacker wrote:

wease wrote:

lennytheweedwhacker wrote:

tragabigzanda wrote:K means potassium is about as much chemistry I remember. Wtf is a joule?

It's named after Artemis Joule, but I can't remember exactly what it is.

A unit measurement of energy/work

wease this is one of those times someone makes a joke post and you respond with a serious/factual one.

I’m glad I held up my end

bodysnatcher wrote:Sometimes I think that had I not cheated through Chemistry, I might still be in high school.

spike wrote:

bodysnatcher wrote:Sometimes I think that had I not cheated through Chemistry, I might still be in high school.

I put all the element abbreviations on my TI-81 calculator too.

lennytheweedwhacker wrote:

wease wrote:

lennytheweedwhacker wrote:

wease wrote:

lennytheweedwhacker wrote:

tragabigzanda wrote:K means potassium is about as much chemistry I remember. Wtf is a joule?

It's named after Artemis Joule, but I can't remember exactly what it is.

A unit measurement of energy/work

wease this is one of those times someone makes a joke post and you respond with a serious/factual one.

I’m glad I held up my end

You didn't have one

Bi_3 wrote:

spike wrote:

bodysnatcher wrote:Sometimes I think that had I not cheated through Chemistry, I might still be in high school.

I put all the element abbreviations on my TI-81 calculator too.

Those were the single best educational investment any parent could make in their kids.

Carl Sandburg wrote:There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

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