Observation: I have never broken a bone Hypothesis: I am boneless Data: I appear to have broken at least two bones in my foot slipping on the ice Conclusion: I have at least two bones. Strong evidence suggests the possibility of a third one.
I’m an astrophysicist.
Seen here is the difference between someone who thinks they’re a science enthusiast, and an actual fucking scientist.
Actual scientists are large children who take logic and scientific process to weird extremes, while racing down laboratory corridors on wheelie chairs.
Yes, and the red one seems to look back at the rainbow each time it happens.
I kinda have everything we’re probably learning in chemistry today down. I mean I understand basic gas pressure stuff and I remember the formula. The hardest part of chemistry is the math but most of it is just converting units and plugging stuff into equations which just really isn’t that hard after doing it 300 million times.
Anyway shoutout to middle school where my math teacher had to teach even and odd numbers (I’ve had that since 1st grade at the latest there’s no reason to be teaching it in middle school) to 6th graders and where “molecule” was too much for us.
My chemistry teacher was demonstrating how to dry the test tubes and he said “some of you are better at rolling than others” and the class fucking lost it
ifesbob 