…of a brittle silvery-coloured substance with an unusual propensity to expand upon freezing; more precisely, a pentavalent post-transition metal with the atomic number 83.
I asked a friend to look after it for me.
He told me to mind my own bismuth.
I have a small quantity…
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*snort*
I was officially diagnosed with narcissism last week. I had a long look in the mirror after that news.
Two people said that to me last week.
Anyway, enough about them…
(Btw, weren’t we supposed to be meeting in That London this evening for a micro-mingle? At your suggestion? Cleared my diary, I did. Spurned, I feel. Y’big bastard. With all due respect.)
Mate … I am very sorry about that. I was torn because meeting a dear old pal of mine was rearranged – and could only be done on that Thursday, so I quietly let the mingle idea drop. Very few people seemed to be into the idea anyway. Although it would be great to meet up, from my p.o.v. there was a risk that nobody would be there.
If you (or anybody if the Massive firmament) happen to be in the Old Nell of Drury in Catherine Street tonight after 8pm, I will be there. It’s my last night before going back to NZ – I am 50, very tall, wearing green checked shirt and jeans.
Shirt sounds good but matching green checked jeans, jeez!!
*sobs*
*quells wobbling lip*
*puts on Brave Soldier face*
*blinks back tears*
*musters weak smile*
‘s ok.
*sniffs*
Actually, I say ‘cleared my diary’, I mean ‘brushed pastry crumbs off my phone Calendar’.
No probs, chum.
Hope the checked green jeans didn’t get you into any trouble this evening, and I wish you bon jovi on your journey back to the Land Of The Long Cloud And Those Bloodybloody All-Blacks.
Thanks Jeff – and I really am sorry for not following through. I am also relieved to have not followed through in my checked green jeans last night. These things can be a bit touch and go when you’re in your 50s…
I borrowed a large amount of the chemical element with the atomic number 53 from my mate Dean. Now I owe Dean.
Gotta do this:
Sodium sodium sodium sodium sodium sodium, sodium sodium sodium, Hey Jude
Took me a few seconds. Nice.
Took me more than a few seconds
… Then I got it JUST before I was about to come clean and ask you to explain…
Nope, until I nearly finished typing. Sodium x 8, Hey x 2, Goodbye from Murray the Potash.
Holonium doesn’t do it justice.
Molecules in love..
I’ve always wondered, is a Periodic Table the same as an Occasional Table?
And, if so, what are they the rest of the time?
A temporary chair?
That would make sense, I’m happy with that.
I’ll sleep well tonight.
As one of the characters on Father Ted would say:
Iron Carbon Potassium
Or if he was being really rude:
Iron Carbon Potassium Oxygen Fluorine Fluorine Potassium Nitrogen Oxygen Boron Helium Rubidium
My wife’s a pharmacist. You just made her laugh.
Glad I can make a fellow pharmacist smile.
I have a 12″ vinyl disk with grooves on it. Is this a record?
I got my friends an elephant for their living room.
They said thanks.
I said “don’t mention it”.
After leaving Sheffield University in the mid 80s (very mid actually, 85) I briefly did some voluntary work experience at the city’s Central Library. One of the units in the library is (still as far as I know) the World Metal Index, which keeps records of the “recipes” for particular types of steel etc. They also keep copies of metallurgy-related journals, magazines and other publications. Among these was The Bismuth Journal.
I briefly considered subscribing but decided that The Word made for better on-the-bog reading.
Best on the bog reading is The Barium Journal. You are guaranteed to finish it, cover to cover, classified ads and all if you have ever had one of their “meals”. Flush and flush away, it will stay forever in mute intransigence, meaning you can never leave.
I prefer Sodium Monthly during my once a month linseed oil dip but it is nicely juxtaposed by my weekly Magnesium Flash that I can read in a second.
Coooo. I remember that cheap paper they used to have in the school toilets: many an Arsenic I got from that..
Can I tell my Barium Enema anecdote?