Gerontophile wrote: [...] can anyone equate a Graham Cracker to a British biscuit for me?
I find that recipes that call for graham cracker crumbs generally work well with digestive biscuits. ("Digestive," I gather, because they were said to aid digestion owing to the bicarbonate of soda they contained.)
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Is the missing link still missing? If not, are we quite close to finding it?
Depends what you mean by "the missing link". If you mean the most recent common ancestor of chimps and humans, yes it's still "missing". If you mean transitional species between ape-like ancestors and homo sapiens, we've found loads.
Did the hairy bits on the bees' legs evolve first or the pollen on flowers?
The Exploding Vole wrote: Gerontophile wrote: [...] can anyone equate a Graham Cracker to a British biscuit for me?
I find that recipes that call for graham cracker crumbs generally work well with digestive biscuits. ("Digestive," I gather, because they were said to aid digestion owing to the bicarbonate of soda they contained.)
About right, except Graham crackers are a bit more sugery and crumbly.
According to this, I am a member of the American upper middle class because I am a journalist, and yet I can barely afford to rent a one-bedroom in safe, but not especially fashionable area and certainly don't manage anyone or control the means of production.
So when the revolution comes, can I be on the side of the proles? Or, if not, will somebody tell me when I'm supposed to become smug and obsessed with status symbols? Will I get a card in the mail or something?
This came to my mind because today I learned that there's now a decent chance (don't want to jinx it, fingers crossed) that my job, which is way better than my old job, is about to become officially permanent and that my boss has asked the higher ups to give me a big whacking raise too.
Either because you're standing in your own piss or because emptying one's bladder means the body is no longer tasked with keeping a bucket of piss warm, which makes it easier for it to spread warmth to the extremities.
But, hey, who needs a wife when you've got those crazy daughters....
31: And the firstborn said unto the younger, Our father is old, and there is not a man in the earth to come in unto us after the manner of all the earth:
32: Come, let us make our father drink wine, and we will lie with him, that we may preserve seed of our father.
33: And they made their father drink wine that night: and the firstborn went in, and lay with her father; and he perceived not when she lay down, nor when she arose.
34: And it came to pass on the morrow, that the firstborn said unto the younger, Behold, I lay yesternight with my father: let us make him drink wine this night also; and go thou in, and lie with him, that we may preserve seed of our Father.
35: And they made their father drink wine that night also: and the younger arose, and lay with him; and he perceived not when she lay down, nor when she arose.
36: Thus were both the daughters of Lot with child by their father.
I've often thought that Genesis 19 was ripe for re-interpretation by Jerry Springer.
From that Wikipedia article on the American middle class:As a result dental assistants may be referred to as being working class. Similar relationships can be observed in other occupations, such as between professors, journalists, and economists on the one hand, and their researchers on the other.
Is there some parallel universe they're describing where more than a handful of journalists have paid researchers?
My favourite 'missing link' is Ida the fossil lemur from the Messel Pit in Germany. I think I started a thread about it a while back but I am scared of the search function, so.
Bored of Education wrote: Is burnt toast bad for you? I know burnt meat is but they used to have charcoal biscuits, didn;t they?
It's the partially oxidised organic compounds that can be carcinogenic. You'll find some of them in burnt toast, but not in charcoal, which is basically just carbon.
First I try to help you, fighting through my cold, by telling you that you may have left your car unlocked and you are ungrateful. Now you tell me my toast this morning is likely to kill me?