You could have random thoughts all throughout history. And then you could simply wither away and die pondering them. WE are the lucky, the advanced, the ones with Google. Pretty much anything you’ve ever wondered has an answer out there on the internet. I admit, I can be whirring along in Corporate America Village (yes, Village. I like it to be quaint if I have to be there.) and one of those bizarre out of nowhere questions strikes me. It’s a brain-jolt that reminds me that I live in an era where I’ve slogged through the library and thumbed through the card catalog. I KNOW what that mental walk uphill on razorblades with two Indian Elephants on my shoulders is like in comparison with having Google in my life.
I don’t try to hide my cyber crush on any website. I’ve got my segregation of types. My book site crush – hands down is Amazon.com. Amazon is probably my biggest website crush. However, my search engine crush goes to Google. I’m on Facebook constantly but there’s no crush. Facebook is a NEED.
But Google….ah, sweet, find my answer in mere seconds Google. The best I can do for it is to click in appreciative adoration.
So that’s really what this blog is about. All those burning and deep thoughts that I can merely type in….touch upon Akasha on the net and pull up an actual answer. At least most of the time…unless I’m having an original thought (how rare) that no one has Internetly documented.
My first post then is going to give a nod to a question from 11th grade back in 1986.
We had this teacher who, God love her, dealt with a class of disinterested delinquents. The class was Astronomy. I transferred from Chemistry because I realized that I truly suck with numbers. And if I don’t, then I’m simply so disinterested that my brain has sealed over a barrier that doesn’t allow computations to go on beyond the simple four. My job for the last 12 years you ask? Accounts Receivable.
In this class were the lazy, the bored, the easy A’s. In fact , we were given a report to do on the solar system. I actually still had a report that I did in 3rd grade on the solar system. I simply left my 8 year old drawings on the report and re-printed in 16 year old handwriting, the exact words that I wrote 8 years earlier.
Yeah, that pretty much is the epitome of slothiness. But it was graded and I passed.
People took too much advantage of this poor teacher and she did not have the confidence to aggressively tame the pack.
One day someone in the classroom asked a question.
What would happen if you shot a gun on the moon?
For whatever reason, this question really grazed her britches. She gave that person detention. I was under the impression that she thought she was being messed with. No matter how many times the kid reiterated and even had back up from the rest of us, she refused to answer.
So guess what. I never got an answer. I graduated high school, had 2 babies, and have a Grand Fetus at the moment. But I still don’t know the answer to that question.
Now I will.
After checking around on a few links, I’ve decided to go with the one with an EDU after the “dot”. Now no one, as far as I know, has ever actually done this. So it’s all a guesstimate.
Curious About Astronomy has answered, after creating an equation that resembles R = v^2 * sin (2a) / g , that holds hands with a couple of others, that “neglecting air resistance, the bullet will go about 6 times farther on the moon than on Earth. Once you take air resistance into account, the moon bullet has an even bigger advantage!”
Would I still in be Accts Receivable if I had just known the answer to that in 1986?
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