Tuesday, 25 May 2010

Don't Panic

Happy Towel Day, folks.

Yes indeed, today is the anniversary of the publication of the HitchHikers Guide To The Galaxy novel. And people all around the world are apparently carrying their towels, the single most useful item an intergalactic traveller can carry.

So here is something that might be handy: 42 ways to use a towel.

Friday, 14 May 2010

Spit on this.

Oh. My. God.

Look at this!!!!

Apparently cobras can track movements and predict where to spit their venom (with absolute and deadly accuracy)... all within 200 milliseconds. They are truly amazing. As soon as I saw this my jaw dropped - just... incredible.

Wednesday, 5 May 2010

Nothing to do with mammoth sexual deviancy this time.

New Scientist are forever printing questions like "Does God Eat Wasps" and suchlike in their Last Word column, and subsequently reprinting these questions in rather successful books. One was titled "Why Don't Penguins Feet Freeze?" I've not got s copy of this book myself, but I daresay at some point some wag said "probably the same reason that woolly mammoths managed to stay alive in freezing temperatures." Well, I don't know about penguins, might be something to do with minimal blood flow in the feet at a guess. However, we can answer the question about mammoths now.

It turns out they had antifreeze in their blood. Blimey. Reminds me a little of a quote about Jim Morrison I saw recently. Based on video footage of that crazy so-and-so where he was slurring incoherently someone commented "what's the matter with him, was he on drugs or something?" The in-no-way-funny reply to this was: "I think they found some blood in his alcohol."

Ho ho!

Smells like... what, exactly?

This is very interesting, albeit a few years old.

Ever taste metallic water? Ever open a can of beer and go, "hmm, it's a bit, well, tinny"? And ever grasped an iron bar, only to smell the iron on your hand a few moments later?

No you haven't.

It turns out that metals have no taste or smell, which is rather contrary to what we believe. It turns out that what we percieve as a metallic flavour is actually a chemical reaction of impurities within the metal with compounds in the skin and tongue. One of the more common compounds is 1-octen-3-one, a rather smelly substance. How's about that?

Wednesday, 28 April 2010

Gonna Have To Face It...

Time for a rant.

Now, I know addiction is a sad thing, I know that it's very tough to break any habit, especially when the means for your addiction is so readily available. Think smoking, drinking, gambling, even food (more on that later). The accessibility of these makes it so easy to feed a habit it's quite scary to think how difficult it might be to break the cycle.

Then there are the excuses: I'm fat because of my genes, I smoke because of my nerves, I need a drink to relax, etc, etc. I have heard these excuses recycled time and time again and when I see someone wheeled into my place of work with a whole bunch of tubes up the nose and so many cannulae they could be at an acupuncturists I can't help but think "if you'd laid off the fags / pies / special brew / crack and smack party bags then this would never have happened and you would not be in such pain from whatever it is you've got."

So when I saw this article from the BBC my heart sank. It actually popped up a couple of years ago when the same researchers found a so-called "smoking gene": a polymorphism that appears to correlate with increased tobacco consumption (and increased lung cancer risk - now how about that?). The polymorphism (well, three of them to be precise) encodes the nicotinic receptor that is usually activated by acetylcholine - part of the parasympathetic nervous system. But enough of that stuff.

The implication that arises from this is what really worries me: are smokers likely to use this as yet another excuse to not give up?

The mechanisms behind addiction are pretty well defined: you take a stimulus, the result of which is a good feeling: caused by dopamine and endorphin release via something called the CART peptide (Cocaine-amphetamine-related-transcript, which according to the paper I've linked to also may be related to schizophrenia). The more you take of the substance, the fewer dopamine receptors are available to be activated: they downregulate. Hence you need to take more and more, just to get the dopamine hit...

Where the food thing comes in, ah yes: basically eating produces the same dopamine release. Makes sense, the brain rewards you for eating, for surviving. Well done, you. This leads me to wonder: while this smoking gene apparently predisposes people specifically to smoke, when they give up are they more likely to become overweight / obese through the dopamine thing or is this a nicotinic receptor-specific thing? From past experience I can truthfully say I put on weight when I gave up smoking but then I also gave up playing rugby around the same sort of time: lack of exercise and overeating, d'oh! Who knows? Anyway, I honestly think one addiction leads to another, but anyone who specifically says "oh, I have an addictive personality" needs to be shot. EVERYONE has an addictive personality, it's just that some people are more in control of it than others. Stop making bloody excuses.

Anyway, as if the likes of ASH, the NHS and WHO didn't have enough on their hands already.

Friday, 23 April 2010

Do me a flavour

Some genius has been writing about High Fructose Corn Syrup. I don't know who he is but he seems like a bright guy.

Really, really beautiful!

Big ups to those folks at CERN. Having cranked up the system to start producing 7TeV collisions they've announced the detection of a B+ particle, or Beautiful Particle. Apparently it stayed in existence for only about 15 thousandths of a nanosecond however before decaying so one wouldn't even have had time to blink before it was gone.

Just to give an idea of how hard this particle is to spot, it took around 10 million proton-proton collisions to generate a detectable emission. That's some going.

If you thought this was a great demonstration of how humanity is advancing then be aware that the beasts are starting to catch us up; last week an article showing crows using no less than three tools to get to some food hit the news. That's more than my next door neighbours who only use one: a phone to contact the pizza delivery company.
It may be harsh to describe them as dinosaurs but it makes me laugh.