Open Thread
That last open thread has been closed. I am deeply offended. People were jibber-jabberin' about sidekicks and crime-fighting duos and no one mentioned The Avengers. I will not tolerate such slack and neglect.
Let's begin this one with some appreciation for Diana Rigg as Emma Peel, please.
I do feel a little embarrassed that the most active comment thread on all of scienceblogs is often the endless open thread on Pharyngula, which is about nothing at all but what you crazy people want to say…and that's in spite of the fact that I keep closing the old thread and opening a new one. Anyway, here we go again.
So say something.
I have arrived in Minneapolis, with a mere 3 hour drive to get home. However, I have also arrived home to a serious snowstorm, so I've been holed up in a hotel all night and am waiting for the stuff to clear a bit this afternoon. It's aggravating.
And you guys have stuffed another everlasting thread entry with comments! Let's start again.
This is a nice video that just keeps chugging along and also gives a glimpse of what it looks like out here in Minnesota right now. Except that I really, really wish I could get on a wonderfully civilized train and set off for home, instead of the barbarity…
Old thread has too many comments. Need new thread. Brain fried. Don't ask too much of me.
Hey! You took advantage of my prolonged absence trapped in a metal tube hurtling at 37,000 feet above the Atlantic to fill up the last endless thread. Sneaky. You're making it hard to keep up.
Go ahead. Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. I'm in Ireland and you're not, so I don't care.
This is my last day in California, and you people have filled up the cosmic thread I started here. You know there's only one sentiment I can express here, and the words to this song are just perfect.
On the day I went away... goodbye...
Was all I had to say... now I...
I want to come again and stay... Oh my my...
Smile, and that will mean that I may
Cause I've seen blue skies, through the tears
In my eyes
And I realise.. I'm going home.
Everywhere it's been the same... feeling...
Like I'm outside in the rain... wheeling...
Free, to try and find a game... dealing...
Cards for sorrow,…
OK, dudes, you keep filling up these open threads and I have to keep opening new ones…but that's cool. Groovy even. I'm in California, and I feel fine.
Keep on truckin', let it all hang out, and talk about whatever.
Yeah, you guys filled up the last open thread with comments already. Since one of the last revelations there was that David MarjanoviÄ has creepy red glowing eyes (and that TetZoo is four years old!), this very cheesy video clip seems most appropriate.
Run away while you still can! Or go ahead, fill this one up, too. They're cheap.
I just stagger back from yet another long day of travel, and what do I discover? You've filled up the las entry in the endless thread again. Does the horde never sleep?
Anyway, we will launch this one with a mystery. Watch this video of an Oregon bigfoot:
Now the mystery. Why is it that all sightings of bigfoot are such obvious scams? They are typically badly done messes like a poor and shaky camera recording, or a pile of rotting meat in a fur suit. This one suffers from overly slick choreography — isn't it nice how the camera zooms into focus only briefly, just as Bigfoot turns to look at…
Uh, did that last thread fill up awfully fast? It was like strange creatures ripping up through the floorboards and shredding the populace, which is how the rest of the web sees us, anyway.
I guess I need to make like Doug McClure and get these crazy comments under control.
The last edition of the Never-Ending Thread has once again grown beyond reason, with no end in sight. At the same time, a thread that began with a sneer at creationists and grew to such proportions that it needed to expand to another thread has also bloated up to the point where it needs trimming.
So there I am, holding two tubes on the internet that are pulsing and spewing, ready to cut both off…and what is any scientist's natural inclination in such circumstances? Why, to take the severed ends and suture them together and see what happens! That is this new thread, an anastomosis between two…
We just rolled the calendar over here in Minnesota, and are drinking root beer floats, our traditional New Year's beverage.
Happy Monkey to everyone!
Since every one of these undying threads turns into something about geology, including the last one, it is only fitting that we reveal the truth here: rocks are evil. They want to turn everything into stone.
Now watch: no one will talk geology at all in this open thread.
The old thread is dead, a new one lives. Now dance, monkey boys and girls! Dance!
The thread still goes on? I can't believe it. But then, I'm a scientist—I don't believe anything.