Trippy, Cheap Scientific Experiment

Why don't Educational Authorities make teaching Science more interesting?

They need to get kids doing experiments like this one using milk, food coloring & detergent to bring some fun into what is often a too-dry subject.

Trippy, Cheap Scientific Experiment

And it's cheaper than acid!

Anonymous Confessions: Group Hug.US

I discovered a  new "anonymous confessions" site today, called Group Hug.US. I've collected highlights from the first 25 pages for your delectation.

Other than a little bit of proofreading, these are presented as they were posted but I should warn you, some of them are of an ADULT nature.

I’m not interested in others, but I hate loneliness.



I’ve been told I give the best head. I don’t brag or flaunt, but I know its true.

So I’m sitting on the computer debating if I want to spend $5 to buy some pregnancy tests on Amazon or spend those same $5 on one of my favorite bands CD since it’s on special.

I love having priorities.

I really love it when my boyfriend goes down on me. The sounds he makes, how aggressive he is when he does it, how good it feels.. I yell the stupidest things.

“Suck my pussy, bitch!!”

x_x

He gives oral better than lesbians. I just wish I didn’t say anything so stupid



I’m scared to do doggy style with my boyfriend because I don’t want him to see the tiny amount of hair in my ass crack. I told him it’s just because it hurts.



I think I’ve posted about this before but it’s such a shame how I can’t talk openly about how much I love to poop. Men are allowed to talk about disgusting things but tiny, blond, proper sorority girls can’t talk about how great a giant poop feels.



I never wanted to be one of those girls, but every time I see your ex-girlfriends, I check them out and try to figure out what you liked about them to see how I can thus improve myself.

Damn. We’re not even together. 

Yet.



Yesterday as I was standing in line in a store, in my head, I was plotting ways to kill myself. Then I stopped. Because some random girl told me she liked my shirt, and it made my day.



I grew up having ridiculously low self esteem. Now I am 18 and quite a bit more self-assured. I go to the gym three times a week and spend more time making myself presentable just so I can look at myself in the mirror and feel satisfied.

There are even a few photos of me on Facebook that I stare at for long periods of time when I sign on. I can’t get used to looking at myself and thinking that I’m pretty, and it feels nice but now I’m terrified I’m becoming self-absorbed and vain. I am heavily considering going back to the way I was.



Sometimes I wish you weren’t so short
or so lame
and did cooler things than just play video games - like had a skill or something
but you don’t
or that you weren’t so boring
that you would like to go to punk shows with me
or to the beach at night
but you don’t - and i love you anyway.

Other guys talk to me all the time and say i should leave you
guys that are taller
who do cool things
who go to punk shows
and who like to go to the beach at night
and sometimes
for a second, I want to be with them instead
but I can’t - you’re too good to me

Maybe I’m the one who needs to change.



It hurts me deeply when you yell at me.

Why am I with you, again?

Oh, right, you’re rich - I’m nothing without you.



Having sex with my boyfriend is unsatisfying and I don’t know how to tell him.



Self-Control: 1 -v- Explosive Temper: 0

Go me!



I feel so alone. I’m so hurt and I have no one to share it with - no-one that notices.



Someone else is making you smile.



Every time I’m with you I wait for you to whisper to me “I love you" - it’s been almost 2 years of us together, I’m still waiting.



I love the fact that every time you start seeing a new girl you end up having a dirty dream about ME.



My boyfriend was laid off a week ago and now he’s super depressed. He hasn’t showered in a week and it’s becoming problematic.

How on Earth can I tell him he needs to shower without further destroying his ego?



And I just stood there in the shower and cried.



Dear Tragic Mistake,

You gave me a Red Christmas.

When I looked down I saw blood all over my dick and my underwear. So much so that it looked like a bloody massacre - I had to check to make sure my penis was attached.

Thanks for the bloody hand job afterwards.



I am nothing.
I am useless.
I am nobody.
I am shit.
I am hated.
I am stupid.
I am bad.
I am empty.
I am dead.
I am done.



I ruined my boyfriends shirt and didn’t tell him, because it looked cute on him and I didn’t want any other girls to see him in it.



If I died tomorrow I would be happy because I am finally living.



I love you but you are not mine.



Everything that has defined me to this point is about to be lost.



This Xmas I did 2 things that I am not very proud of:

1. I got stinking drunk Xmas eve and threw up in my boyfriend’s new car.

2. I had sex with my ex while my bf was out drinking with his buddies.

OMG, I am so white trash!

My Favorite-Ever Viagra Spam

 I received this piece of Viagra SPAM today:

Big penis: like a girl!

And with there being, coincidentally, 69 SPAM messages in my SPAM box, it has made my day!

How Dinosaurs Became Extinct

Hmmm!

This reasonably brief animation video purports to show how dinosaurs became extinct - although I'm not entirely convinced that its based upon verifiable scientific data. 
 

How Dinosaurs Became Extinct

The Lone Groover: Way Down In The Hole

Way back in the 1970s, Britain's pop rag, The New Musical Express was mandatory reading for me and one of its big draw cards was The Lone Groover - a rock star beyond all rock stars with a talking (rat?) for a (pre-KISS) codpiece, if I remember correctly.

Anyway, it seems that 30+ years later, The Lone Groover is making music again. He's released a version of the old Tom Waits number, Way Down In The Hole - and all I can say is, say your prayers:

The Lone Groover: Way Down In The Hole

Amen.