I went jogging this morning and i noticed a guy was following me and i was so scared lmfao my heart was pounding and then he finally caught up to me and said “hey you dropped 50 bucks” and i took it and started running and while i’m running i’m laughing because the 50 dollars didn’t belong to me
this is a thing me and a friend made. featuring some MATH HELL. the outside still got botched a little and i think there was more we were going to do on the outside before there was a big update and we rerolled the server.
i did the inside on a whim one day.
An artist’s concept depicts the pulsar planet system discovered by Aleksander Wolszczan in 1992. Wolszczan used the Arecibo radio telescope in Puerto Rico to find three planets - the first of any kind ever found outside our solar system - circling a pulsar named PSR B1257+12. Pulsars are rapidly rotating neutron stars, which are the collapsed cores of exploded massive stars. They spin and pulse with radiation, much like a lighthouse beacon. Here, the pulsar’s twisted magnetic fields are highlighted by the blue glow.
All three pulsar planets are shown in the first picture; the farthest two from the pulsar (closest in this view) are about the size of Earth. Radiation from charged pulsar particles would probably rain down on the planets, causing their night skies to light up with auroras similar to our Northern Lights. One such aurora is illustrated on the planet at the bottom of the picture.
Since this landmark discovery, more than 160 extrasolar planets have been observed around stars that are burning nuclear fuel. The planets spotted by Wolszczan are still the only ones around a dead star. They also might be part of a second generation of planets, the first having been destroyed when their star blew up. The Spitzer Space Telescope’s discovery of a dusty disk around a pulsar might represent the beginnings of a similarly “reborn” planetary system.
Source: Nasa.gov/ Top Image Credit: NASA/JPL-Caltech
jingle bells, jingle bells
never try to break out into song on tumbler.com
never say tumbler on tumblr.corn
WHAT THE FUCK??? TUMBLR.CORN???
JESUS ARE PEOPLE NEVER HAPPY HERE ON TUMBLOO.CUCUMBER
There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.
On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!
Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.
It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.
Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.
Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.
“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”
The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.
“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”
But then, the little boy turned towards his father.
“Dad, couldn’t we just build a new one, that’s even better and grander than this one?”
“Well son, that is a wonderful idea.”
“Let’s do it!”
And they did. They took down the old fence - it wasn’t good at keeping burglars out, plus there were many holes in it. The new one though, it was perfect. It was made of a stronger wood, thicker, and higher than it was before. It took a while to make, several weeks, but when it was finished, and painted a nice white.
“It’s perfect, dad.”
“It is, my dear son.”