I *think* this is to do with knitting/crocheting but by god I want it to be an obscure martial art!

:-)

In the future, in the nuclear wasteland, the new religion of the Face Eating Leopards will have some really wild parables...

I was unconsciously, and genuinely, about three seconds away from getting out a piece of paper, drawing some things then saying "I'll get my laptop, we need to make a model".

I managed to stop myself. But it was close.

I would also like to add at this juncture that I really like molecular orbital theory.

And worse, it gets used in my everyday life.

I accidentally found myself teaching a kung fu student a particular part of chi sau by saying "look, this has some 'wu' character and some 'bong' character..."

"Your students only work 100 hours a week in the lab!".

Too real?

I care about what a bond is.

I know what a bond is.

It's the straight line you push an arrow from...

...WHY ARE YOU HITTING ME!? STOP!

When the AIs finally take over, we will only be able to distinguish ourselves as human by our deep consideration of the Sandwich Question.

We are ChemSky and we like wine!

I'm particularly fond of Margaux and rather flinty white wines from volcanic soils. Just F everyone's I, with, you know, certain gift giving festivals around the corner.

{waggles eyebrows alcoholically}

And after all, isn't that the most important thing?

(It was a UK thing in the Auld Days(TM) for mums to tell kids to wear clean pants when they went in case they got hit by a bus. Now, yes, the people who have to deal with your corpse will no doubt be pleased your pants are clean, but well...) ;-)

“But where will it end?” was the handwringing question about Me Too. A question asked by people who didn’t want it to begin.