If *you* bite *it*, and you die, it’s _poisonous_.
If *it bites you*, and you die, it’s _venomous_.
It takes a lot less frog poison to kill you than snake venom. There is a splendid table at https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Median_lethal_dose#Examples
if you want to give yourself the willies, always remembering that, for a fee, a plastic surgeon will inject you with the most poisonous poison of all (Botox).
“Schrecklicherpfeilgiftfrosch-01″ by Wilfried Berns – first upload in de wikipedia on 10:37, 28. Apr 2006 by Wilfried BernsTierdoku.com. Licensed under CC BY-SA 2.0 de via Wikimedia Commons –
Olive colored Fierce Snake aka Inland Taipan (Oxyuranus microlepidotus) Licensed under CC BY-SA 2.0 de via Wikimedia Commons –
“The school was inspected by OFSTED in 2010, receiving an overall Grade 1 (outstanding).
After becoming an academy, the school was inspected in December 2013 when it was judged ‘inadequate’ (Grade 4).
Following a further inspection by OFSTED in 2015 the school was rated ‘Requires Improvement’ (Grade 3)”
Fortunately trapped safely behind wire netting
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Andy, Dave, Theo & Tim
Exchange chess (bughouse)
Two-board chess (pic)
Exchange chess (reprise)
Thank to Tim for hosting!
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Been a while since an edition of DID. I came over with an overwhelming earworm last night(*), and this is it. From ‘Frankly a cappella’, it’s The Persuasions covering a Zappa classic.
You are what you is — Amen to that.
(*) [I think because something I was listening to from
Whistle Test (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dq6fCOGyVJg)
had a sort of Peaches riff (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=04QCGFirghI) ]
Oliver Sacks, talking about his recent autobiography:
“Yes, well, I was living then down on Venice Beach in the early 1960s, and there were a lot of drugs around. And people said to me, if you really want something striking take Artane. Artane is a belladonna-like drug which is used in treating Parkinson’s. And they said just take twenty, you’ll still be in partial control. Anyhow, I took these tablets. At first I noticed nothing. I had a rather dry mouth, difficulty accommodating, my pupils were dilated. Nothing else. Then I heard a car door slam and footsteps, and I thought it was my friends Jim and Kathy. They often visited me on Sunday. I shouted “Come in!” and we chatted. I was in the kitchen.
“There was a swinging door between the kitchen and the sitting room. I said, “How do you like your eggs done?” And we chatted in the four or five minutes while I prepared their ham and eggs. Then I walked out with the breakfast on a tray and . . . there was no one there. I was so shocked I almost dropped the tray. It hadn’t occurred to me for a moment that all this was hallucinated, at least that their part of the conversation was hallucinated. I thought I’d better watch myself. But this was followed by some even stranger things, including having a conversation with a spider. I think the spider was real enough; there weren’t any visual elements.
“But then the spider said, “Hello,” with a voice like Bertrand Russell. And for some reason it didn’t surprise me any more than Alice was surprised by the White Rabbit. I said, “Hello yourself.” And we had a conversation. Actually, an abstract conversation about some points in analytic philosophy.
“Many years later, I mentioned this philosophical spider to a friend of mine, an entomologist. He nodded his head and said, “Yes, I know the species.”