Sven sent me a link (NY Times) about how Dr Brooks, a scientist, has proven lactic acid to actually be a fuel for muscles, rather than a waste product of energy produced by muscles.

I find this extremely hard to believe since it means that lots of people are very very wrong. I did a quick googling and found a more thorough explanation, but still, I’d love to get a handle of Dr Brooks’ PhD thesis. If I do, and then if I do and actually read it, I’ll give my summary of how this proof is reality. Comment below if you would like this

Jordan D’Arsie has his second exhibition at the Jam Factory coming up. You can click on the thumbnails below to see the full invitations. I’ve heard that he’s making some videos that should be displayed on a plasma TV for this exhibition, so be ready for something that shall be very interesting!

Details:
Plastic Passions new jewelerry and lighting by Jordan D’Arsie and Carmen Liang.
Opening Friday 9th June, 2006, 6pm.
(Guest speaker Leigh Warren, Leigh Warren Dance Company)
Listen to Jordan’s ‘artist’ talk for free on Saturday 10th June 2006 at 2pm.

Cheers to Jimmy for this:

Two couples were playing poker one evening. John accidentally dropped some cards on the floor. When he bent down under the table to pick them up, he noticed Bill’s wife, Sue, wasn’t wearing any underwear under her dress!

Shocked by this, John upon trying to sit back up again, hit his head on the table and emerged red-faced. Later, John went to the kitchen to get some refreshments. Bill’s wife followed and asked, “Did you see anything that you liked under there?”

Surprised by her boldness, John courageously admitted that, well indeed he did. She said, ” Well, you can have it but it will cost you $500.” After taking a minute or two to assess the financial and moral costs of this offer, John confirms that he is interested.

She tells him that since her husband Bill works Friday afternoons and as John doesn’t, he should be at her house around 2 p.m.

Friday afternoon. When Friday rolled around John showed up at Bill’s house at 2 p.m. sharp and after paying Sue the agreed sum of $500 they went to the bedroom and closed their transaction, as agreed.

John then quickly dressed and left. As usual, Bill came home from work at 6 p.m. and upon entering the house, asked his wife abruptly. “Did John come by the house this afternoon?”

With a lump in her throat Sue answered “Why yes, he did stop by for a few minutes this afternoon.” Her heart nearly skipped a beat when her husband curtly asked, “And did he give you $500?” In terror she assumed that somehow he had found out and after
mustering her best poker face, replied, “Well, yes, in fact he did give me $500″.

Bill, with a satisfied look on his face, surprised his wife by saying, “Good, I was hoping he did. John came by the office this morning and borrowed $500 from me. He promised me he’d stop by our house this afternoon on his way home and pay me back.”

Now THAT, my friends, is a poker player !