Useless Facts

I, too, look silly (and suicidal) when I try to leap tall buildings in a single bound. Why doesn't Action Comics give me flying powers? I want flying powers, dammit!

 

I found this at a church... its not exactly useless, just very strange, yet cute somehow.

 

If you had two pennies that doubled everyday, by 30 days you'd have over five million dollars.

 

Sometimes when I pee, I flush the loo mid-pee and see who finishes first.

 

In Denmark we have a chocolate bar called a "Yankie Bar" in honour of the American soldiers who helped liberate the country during WW2.

 

My neck hurts whenever I think about my serial killer protagonist stabbing her victims in the neck. Is there a word for this?

 

Yes.

Your protagonist is trying to kill you.

 

Run!!!

 

@Link the Writer @PGWhyte I was actually hoping for something more medical as pertains to the human brain and how it can't tell the difference between imagination versus reality, but sure, OK...

Somewhat speaking of which, I was looking into Aileen Wuornos today because said protagonist starts out her "career" as basically an Aileen Wuornos before turning into more of a Richard Kuklinski, and it turns out that Natalie Merchant was Wuornos' favorite singer.

Merchant did not know this until she was told that the director of a Wuornos documentary wanted to use one of her songs for the ending credits:

When director Nick Broomfield sent a working edit of the film, I was so disturbed by the subject matter that I couldn't even watch it. Aileen Wuornos led a tortured, torturing life that is beyond my worst nightmares. It wasn't until I was told that Aileen spent many hours listening to my album Tigerlily while on death row and requested "Carnival" be played at her funeral that I gave permission for the use of the song. It's very odd to think of the places my music can go once it leaves my hands. If it gave her some solace, I have to be grateful.​

Not sure if it's the kind of thing my own serial killer would enjoy, but I like it:

 

The reference day for the julian day is noon GMT time on the 1st of Jan 4713 B.C.

The things one learns at work...

 

Some kind of psychosomatics or placebo I think

 

I believe after doing a little bit of research that you sir, are having Tactile Hallucinations.

Citation: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tactile_hallucination
http://medical-dictionary.thefreedictionary.com/somatic+hallucination

 

Your forearm and foot are the same length.

 

@Oscar Leigh @Cave Troll I see.

I just figured that was something that happened to everybody. Does that not happen to you guys?

 

I fiddle my hands when thinking about things. Pace. Sometimes if I'm particularly involved and not restraining myself I might make noises. ADHD and Apsergers you see. But, no, I've never had phantom stabbing from dreams. That sounds more serious than social awkwardness and impulses.

 

I read this one recently and was totally blown away: If a pregnant woman were to have internal/organ damage, the baby sends stem cells to help repair the damage.

 

The human anatomy is honed by millions and millions of years of evolution of it's ancestors. Evolution is a flawed maker but it does produce some very fascinating answers, that from a mind would be somewhat genius.
Fun fact; your intestines are multiple meters longer than your entire body, and your brain has enough charge to power a small light bulb.

 

Kinda when I think/write intense battle sequences. It is like an adrenaline rush and being hyper vigilant to mirror the way the characters feel in that particular situation. Though it is not a bad feeling in contrast to an actual anxiety attack, it is almost like playing a high stakes game in a way. The more brutal the combat the more 'fun' it is. Though I have had moments where I have broken down to the sadder moments too, even though I can't really relate to them on a personal level. Though I guess that is how war in the 28th century goes.

 

Touché.

That being said, butterflies taste with their feet.

 

Some moths never eat anything as adults because they don't have mouths. They must live on the energy they stored as caterpillars.

 

Suffocation is my least favorite form of death. I've seen too many of my favorite characters die that way.

(Not really. )

 

* If you had $1 for every year the universe has existed (approximately 13.8 billion years) you still wouldn't even make the top 50 richest people on the Forbes list.

* If you made a dollar a second, it would take you over 2,500 years to make enough to match Bill Gates' current net worth.

* If you receive $1 for every second you have lived starting at your birth, you would be a millionaire in less than 12 days, but you wouldn't be a billionaire until you were almost 32 years old.

 

I'd love to try these things out. You willing to help me?

 

If the earth was the size of a pea, the sun would be the size of a beach ball and the largest known star would be roughly a kilometer across.

 

Sunday afternoon - watching TV & messing around on the internet. That's all? Who is more useless? Me or those things? I'll FIND something!

 

My avatar at the present is a real person, and kind of a celebrity to me. Though I have strange people I look up to.