

The shopkeeper and his son were a different story altogether.


The shopkeeper and his son were a different story altogether.


I must be doing it wrong.


lol.
Grandfather’s hammer.
I will not eat it, Sam-I-Am.
And the “seismically inactive geology” that somehow always funnels into a local aquifer.
In the 1990s, the NRC had to “take repeated actions to address defective welds on dry casks that led to cracks and quality assurance problems; helium had leaked into some casks, increasing temperatures and causing accelerated fuel corrosion”.[11]
With the zeroing of the federal budget for the Yucca Mountain nuclear waste repository in Nevada in 2011, more nuclear waste began being stored in dry casks. Many of these casks are stored in coastal or lakeside regions where a salt air environment exists, and the Massachusetts Institute of Technology posited that corrosion in these environments could occur in 30 years or less, while the NRC was studying whether the casks could be used for 100 years as some hoped.[12]
Impervious to absolutely anything, except a little helium, or slightly salty air.
“Indestructible”?
Thanks for the laugh, pal.
We see the appeal to middle and upper management.
Won’t let me upload directly. Here’s a link: https://imgur.com/a/FwoVHO2
I saw the yakherds riding Honda motorcycles all over Gansu. Seems like a blast.
No, but it will gladly pretend to understand it. For a price.
Got room for one more at the ranch?


At least after hours of arguing with a bot and burning tons of money and energy you have a pile of code you can’t understand without paying a chatbot.


No. Not like pirates.


What if it’s self-sealing?


BS. It took a genius the level of Elon and his superior genetics to think of putting an electric motor in a car.
Haven’t read Orion. Arborification?
Orson Scott Card is a curious cat. He seems quite intelligent and open-minded until we get to his homophobia. It would be irresponsible not to speculate…
If you want to see philosophers duke it out, read Orson Scott Card’s Alvin Maker series alongside Robert Anton Wilson’s Illuminatus! trilogy.
My dog always leaves the vet more charged-up than when he came in, but I attribute it to the trad+gaba.