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Jeopardy - a Game of Life - RF #71

 
 
danon5
 
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Reply Wed 17 May, 2006 04:20 pm
Equus,
Didn't forget ya..........

Question = Who is Dopey?
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Mame
 
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Reply Wed 17 May, 2006 04:22 pm
Answer: Name one of the Seven Dwarfs who's not too bright.
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danon5
 
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Reply Wed 17 May, 2006 05:10 pm
Mame,
hey, don't forget, Alex is a Mapleleafer.

grin

And, I don't mean Alex isn't too bright - he actually has an IQ of about 185 - the highest of actors. The next highest is Candice Bergen - a beautiful lady.

dreaming
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Merry Andrew
 
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Reply Wed 17 May, 2006 05:26 pm
I like your new avatar, Danon.
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sumac
 
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Reply Wed 17 May, 2006 05:53 pm
Danon's new avatar. See my question above, which seems to have gone unnoticed.
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ehBeth
 
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Reply Wed 17 May, 2006 05:55 pm
aktbird57 - You and your 298 friends have supported 2,383,531.9 square feet!

Marine Wetlands habitat supported: 112,094.0 square feet.
You have supported: (0.0)
Your 298 friends have supported: (112,094.0)

American Prairie habitat supported: 52,178.0 square feet.
You have supported: (12,641.5)
Your 298 friends have supported: (39,536.5)

Rainforest habitat supported: 2,219,259.8 square feet.
You have supported: (170,720.8)
Your 298 friends have supported: (2,048,539.0)

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2383531.9 square feet is equal to 54.72 acres
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danon5
 
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Reply Wed 17 May, 2006 07:42 pm
sumac,

Question - "What is the treelike extensions of a neuron associated with the brain.

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New Answer - a Turkish saddle in your head.

hehehe

Merry Andrew,
That is a tiny view of a larger photo that I took while flying the Puget Sound area in Washington state. It is a false color image of a particular part where the water meets the land. The reds are actually greens and the water came out blue. I like it because it looks like something out of a fantasy sunrise viewed through trees early in the morning - except it also shows the underlying labyrinth of roots we live above in our daily lives. Lest we fall into it.

big grin!!!!!!!!!
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sumac
 
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Reply Thu 18 May, 2006 03:54 am
Yup, Danon. I first thought of it when I saw the new avatar. Reminded me of dendrites. Then I thought it was blood flow. Now I remember your photo.

Turkish saddle in the head? Hmmmm....
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sumac
 
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Reply Thu 18 May, 2006 05:15 am
I am reprinting this in its entirety as it has some very amusing areas:

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2006/05/17/AR2006051702330_pf.html

"The Alligator Is Not a Man-Eater -- Unless, of Course, It's Feeling Hungry

By Ken Ringle
Special to The Washington Post
Thursday, May 18, 2006; C01



Nature, it should be pointed out, always bats last. This is true even in Florida, where, as novelist Carl Hiaasen makes clear, life is more than a little surreal, and where three people were recently attacked and killed by alligators in less than a week. Previously, 17 people had died from alligator attacks in Florida since 1948. There is no record in the United States of three fatal alligator attacks in one year, much less in one week in one state.

So something clearly is going on in Florida. Yesterday, as if to emphasize Hiaasen's point, an alligator walked through the doggy door of a woman's house in Bradenton and went for her golden retriever. The woman grabbed a shotgun and blazed away. The alligator escaped with a flesh wound. The neighbors heard shots and called police, who promptly cited the woman for hunting without a license.

To those whose closest acquaintance with alligators is a wallet or belt, this must sound like the Revenge of the Handbags or Wingtips Fight Back. But the truth is what's going on has more to do with an unusual intersection of drought and gator-mating season, compounded by decades of developers' repopulating the alligators' Everglades habitat with condominiums and retirees in leisure suits. Alligators don't have the brains to organize a revolution, nor have they ever needed to. They've survived very nicely for thousands of years with the same basic equipment they had in the age of the dinosaurs.

We Louisianans understand this. We treat alligators with respect, and the occasional addition of sauce piquant. Alligator turns up frequently not only at backyard barbecues but on the menus of all the best restaurants in Louisiana.

In Louisiana, we fish with alligators, swim with them, even keep them as pets. We used to have a 14-footer named Ferdinand in the large pond below our house. My father and I came upon him sunning on the bank one day when we were fishing. Ferdinand was startled and dived straight under our boat, the horny notches on his back clacking as he scraped beneath the keel. This was an interesting sensation, since he was very, very wide and two feet longer than the boat. But he never hurt anybody.

Ferdinand was one of our prize attractions on Avery Island. He even made an appearance at my sister's wedding reception. Unfortunately, he's no longer around. We think he was offed by my cousin Ned, just for eating Ned's Chesapeake Bay retriever. It's true Ned had bite-size children around his house across the pond at the time, but we still think of Ferdinand as a major loss.

George isn't around any longer, either, which is also a shame. He was 12 feet long, had one eye and was particularly fond of poor-boy sandwiches, which island workers used to toss him during lunch hour. My middle daughter came face-to-snout with him once while hiking alone when she was 10. Fortunately, she was carrying a poor-boy sandwich, which she sacrificed to George in making her getaway. But George never hurt anybody, either.

I can't remember exactly when George disappeared. It may have been after the Incident in the Gardens. That was when a group of schoolgirls from New Orleans was visiting the local egret pond at the same time a tourist pulled up and decided to let his yellow Labrador retriever out of the car for a little exercise. The dog, joyous and enthusiastic fellow that he was, made a run for the water before anyone could explain to him that there were alligators therein.

You would think from the gator-mania on CNN and Fox this week that alligators are some sort of grotesque mutation of the natural world stalking urban man. The obvious truth is that alligators in Florida are just hungry and confused and doing what comes naturally.

It helps to understand this and treat alligators with respect and common sense. We understand, for example, that unlike crocodiles -- which are fiercely aggressive but in the United States inhabit only Florida's southern tip -- alligators are basically shy around man. They are opportunistic predators, however, and though they usually find plenty of fish, birds and small mammals to eat in the marsh, they will attack almost anything when really hungry, including deer and cattle. After capturing and killing a large animal, gators normally prefer to drag it into a muddy den to rot before they eat it.

Officials in Florida this week cutting open gators to search for victims discovered volleyballs, Frisbees, license plates and even car parts.

It's good to remember, too, that alligators are particularly fond of dogs. Walking your beloved chihuahua beside a Florida canal is like offering them a taco on a leash.

My family's history with alligators goes way back. My grandfather and his cousins hatched one from an egg in 1879, when they were all children. His name was Anceps -- the alligator, not my grandfather -- and he was much-beloved as a pet until he was unwisely put out to sun in a tin dish one summer day and found later parboiled.

One of those young cousins, E.A. "Ned" McIlhenny, grew up to write "The Alligator's Life History," an immensely readable biological treatise so definitive the Society for the Study of Amphibians and Reptiles had it reprinted in 1976, more than 40 years after its original publication.

As a boy, he writes in the book's preface, he and his cousins used to swim in the bayou that surrounds Avery Island, and "always took great pleasure and not a little excitement in seeing how many gators we could call around us during our swim. We would attract them by imitating the barks and cries of dogs and by making loud popping noises with our lips. . . . We had no fear of them and would swim around the big fellows, dive under them and sometimes treat them with great disrespect. . . . Sometimes when the tide was low we would surround on three sides a big one that might be lying on a mud flat. . . . He would stand a certain amount of pelting with mud. . . . Then it was, 'Boys, get out of his way, he's going to the water.' On one of these occasions, I was mired past my knees in the soft mud . . . and the old gator who was blinded with mud ran over me as I fell backward, and I still have the marks of his claws on my stomach where . . . he slid over my naked body."

Uncle Ned gave me my first alligator as a pet when I was about 7. Croxy was an ill-tempered little beast, and returned all my love with repeated attempts at digital amputation. We eventually had to give him to a zoo.

He did not, however, diminish my affection for alligators -- an affection widely shared in Louisiana. Women in my extended family wear little gold and silver alligators as jewelry, a few have necklaces of mounted alligator teeth and one has written a little book of alligator verse. Alligator skulls abound as household decor.

Alligators have a surprisingly wide range, particularly during mating season, and fairly frequently one will wander into the the little lake where we swim on Avery Island, much to the alarm of Northern visitors. Almost all of them are small, however, and do no harm. I even caught one on a fly rod during the 1980s. He was about 2 1/2 feet long, and it took me 20 minutes to land him. The hardest part was getting him out of the hand net so we could turn him loose. He is now doubtless someone's handbag, wallet or belt.

In Uncle Ned's day, alligators lived as long as 50 years and grew as large as 18 feet and 500 pounds in the wild, but these days it's unusual to encounter one more than eight feet long and a fraction of that age. Hunting pressure in recent years has diminished the size but not the numbers. Sophisticated management of the gator population nowadays encourages hunters to rob alligator nests and transport the eggs to a hatchery, where they are exchanged for year-old hatchlings then turned loose in the wild. Alligators grow about a foot a year for at least the first six years, and most are shot for hides and meat sometime afterward. The egg exchange vastly reduces the mortality of baby gators from fish, birds and other natural predators and keeps the population healthy.

Once an alligator gets two or three feet long, its only enemy is man. Just last month, I boated into the marsh to inspect a natural alligator nursery aswarm with newly released youngsters still squeaking and wearing their yellow baby stripes. They eyed me hungrily. I did the same to them."
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sumac
 
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Reply Thu 18 May, 2006 05:17 am
Who are we? First couple of paragraphs of fascinating article:

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2006/05/17/AR2006051702158_pf.html

"Human Ancestors May Have Interbred With Chimpanzees

By David Brown
Washington Post Staff Writer
Thursday, May 18, 2006; A01



When the ancestors of human beings and the ancestors of chimpanzees parted ways 6.3 million years ago, it was probably a very long goodbye. Some of their descendants may even have gone back for a final tryst.

That is the conclusion a group of scientists has reached, using a comparison of the genes of humans and their closest animal relatives to sketch a picture of human origins far more detailed than what fossil bones have revealed.

According to the new theory, chimps and humans shared a common apelike ancestor much more recently than was thought. Furthermore, when the two emerging species split from each other, it was not a clean break. Some members of the two groups seem to have interbred about 1.2 million years after they first diverged -- before going their separate ways for good.

If this theory proves correct, it will mean modern people are descended from something akin to chimp-human hybrids. That is a new idea, and it challenges the prevailing view that hybrids tend to die out.

It also strongly suggests that some of the oldest bones of "proto-humans" -- including the 7 million-year-old Toumai skull unearthed in Chad in 2001 -- may have belonged to a line of non-hybrids that died out, and were not human ancestors at all.

This narrative, by a team of geneticists and biostatisticians from the Broad Institute of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology and Harvard, not only casts new light on the origin of humans, but also raises questions about how all new species arise.

"This is contributing to the idea that species are kind of fuzzy. They become real over time, but it takes millions of years," said James Mallet, a geneticist at University College London who was not involved in the new research. "We probably had a bit of a messy origin." "
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ul
 
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Reply Thu 18 May, 2006 01:58 pm
Danon- that's not easy! At least not for me.
What is a depression?

Met Clary today for lunch in a very sunny Vienna.
It was a special treat to meet her. She is absolutely charming.
Break over.
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danon5
 
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Reply Thu 18 May, 2006 02:39 pm
ul, where did you meet? There are sooooo many nice coffee houses in Vienna and other places for lunch. Patti and I had lunch at the Sacher once but we enjoyed the Albertiner Keller as much. And, I think, the oldest in Wien is the Zur 10er Marie on Ottakringer Strase - ah, the good food - I remember.

I will wait until a bit later with the Turkish Saddle head question. grin

sumac,
Good stuff to read. I like the one re the alligator not liking humans as food - unless they are hungry........ Heck, they are always hungry.
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sumac
 
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Reply Thu 18 May, 2006 03:48 pm
Danon,

I have a hunch that a Turkish saddle in the head refers to an area in the brain that has a shape similar to that of a Turkish saddle. If Ul's comment is a hint, then it probably has something to do with an affect center. I am intimately familiar with depression, and should know the answer, so will go look for it.
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sumac
 
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Reply Thu 18 May, 2006 03:56 pm
I may not know much, but guesses sometimes get you close.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Head

"When viewed from below (inferiorly) the skull contains several holes (or foramina), the largest of which is the foramen magnum through which the spinal cord passes. Other holes allow for the passage of arteries, veins, and nerves (the cranial nerves). When the skull cap (or calvarium) is removed, the base of the skull is viewed from above, there are three clear impressions or fossa. The most anterior of these is the anterior cranial fossa, where, amongst other things, upon which the frontal lobe of the brain lies. The butterfly-shaped middle cranial fossa is the second most anterior depression, the wings of which serve as a base for the brain's temporal lobes. The body of the butterfly houses an important structure, the sella turcica (Latin for Turkish saddle), which encapsulates the pituitary gland, one of the major organs of the endocrine system. The posterior cranial fossa is where the foramen magnum is located and where the posterior lobe of the brain and the cerebellum lie."
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danon5
 
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Reply Thu 18 May, 2006 05:11 pm
Three Cheers for sumac - - - That's the Turkish Saddle...............

We found that Patti has "Empty Sella Syndrome". Which comes in two flavors - 1. No problem at all. And, 2. There is some hormonal imbalance - which is taken care of with meds. Patti's is apparently No. 1.
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ehBeth
 
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Reply Thu 18 May, 2006 05:58 pm
aktbird57 - You and your 298 friends have supported 2,385,030.3 square feet!

Marine Wetlands habitat supported: 112,234.5 square feet.
You have supported: (0.0)
Your 298 friends have supported: (112,234.5)

American Prairie habitat supported: 52,201.4 square feet.
You have supported: (12,641.5)
Your 298 friends have supported: (39,559.9)

Rainforest habitat supported: 2,220,594.4 square feet.
You have supported: (170,720.8)
Your 298 friends have supported: (2,049,873.6)

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2385030.3 square feet is equal to 54.75 acres
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Kara
 
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Reply Thu 18 May, 2006 07:40 pm
Clicked.

Clary, your signature is my favorite line of TSE.
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Clary
 
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Reply Fri 19 May, 2006 03:23 am
Thanks Kara, it certainly seemed appropriate since I am travelling around for 4-5 months wondering where my life is going, should go...

like the Turkish saddle very much Smile
http://www.turkishculture.org/images/derinin217.jpg
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sumac
 
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Reply Fri 19 May, 2006 04:22 am
Goregous Turkish saddle. Would also make a wondrous headdress; or, if turned upside down and sewn up - a sachel.
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ul
 
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Reply Fri 19 May, 2006 07:43 am
Bravo, Sumac!

Danon, we met in front of my school and stayed there. Famous square- original baroque complex of
buildings. Unfortunately yesterday I had only time for lunch-
the fate of working "girls" and housewifes.
BTW, your screen name reminds me always of a chocolate desert.(Danone)
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