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Maragaret, I'm sorry, but I do not know any recipes that use 1.5 lbs of chocolate truffles. However! My cousin is an amazing cook. She writes this blog The Trouble With Cinnamon. It's very well written, witty, personable, there are great photos of the things she makes, and the reipews look friggin amazing. I'm sure she'd know a thing or two about your truffles.

There was supposed to have been a link there....http://thetroublewithcinnamon.blogspot.com/

Oh, and to answer a question Dashiell asked but I never got around to answering:

The Fahraeus-Lindqvist Effect-
The decrease in apparent viscosity that occurs when a suspension, such as blood, is made to flow through a tube of small diameter (observed with blood in tubes less than about 0.3 mm in diameter). The effect appears both in living systems (blood flow in the capillaries) and in mechanical, non-biological suspensions like glass beads in salt solution (see Vladimir Vand, j. Phys. Chem. 1948). The fahraeus-lindqvist effect becomes stronger as the tube diameter decreases relative to the size of the particles.

Synonym: sigma effect.

The viscosity of suspensions depends on the volume fraction of the suspension which is solid rather than liquid, as well as on the viscosity of the liquid phase itself. However, close to the tube wall the volume fraction is reduced, because the particles only touch the wall at one or two points. ( think for example of a sphere resting on a flat plane. Only a small part of the sphere is near the plane surface. )

Therefore the "suspension" near the wall is almost pure liquid, and is less viscous than the suspension as a whole. The extra fluidity near the wall accounts for the extra flow in narrow tubes, compared with the flow predicted by poiseuilles law. The viscosity of the suspension is not uniform -- it varies with distance from the tube wall, and is a minimum AT the wall.

I hope that covers everything, Dash.

i was just about to resurrect this thread.

so when are we getting some Jennifer action in the new episodes?

Soon, Kevin. Very, very soon.

Tahko asks:

"Jennifer, what's you favorite play?"

Excellent question. I will answer in two parts...

Ironically, I don't watch much theater. I've seen good plays done badly, bad plays done period, "classic" plays done and wondered what made them "classic", and so on and so forth. Yes, I have also experience good theater, of course, but there's also this: I'm lazy and poor. So, most of my theatrical experience comes from shows that I've actually been in. Therefore:

1.) What is my favorite show that I've seen? That would be "I Hate Hamlet". It's about this guy who stars on a crappy tv show on the make-believe equivellent of UPN. He gets the chance to play Hamlet in New York, so he goes and moves into an appartment that happens to be haunted by the ghost of John Barrymore, famous actor and notorious drunk womanizer. Barrymore proceeds to teach our hero and hilarity ensues. On a foot note, I had a chance to play the lead in this once, but I screwed it up by getting cast as the lead in another show...sweet irony.

2) My favorite show to have done: Hmm...this is a bit harder because I like to think I have played a pretty wide gamut of characters in a myriad of different theatrical styles. So I guess I would say my favorite (in terms of being the most fun to do) would be "Room Service". It's about a producer and a director trying to get the show "Godspell" up on its feet without getting kicked out the hotel they are staying at but can't afford to pay for. It's fast paced, slap-stick farce that's just fun to do. Added to that was a group of people that I had absolute blast working with. That gets to be very important in theater.

Jennifer, can you actually "play" a gamut of characters?

And while 'gamut' and 'myriad' are lovely words, could you please repopularize "plethora"? (It's less likely to find its way into mixed metaphors... Not that I'm judging.)

Femke,

According to Dictionary.com:

1.) Gamut: the full range or compass of recognized musical notes; by extension, the compass of an instrument or voice.

2.) Play: a dramatic performance, as on the stage. 2. a dramatic performance, as on the stage.

Actors often refer to their bodies as their "instruments" and what is singing but a stylized, rhythmic, highly modulated way of speaking? I think my metaphor stands, but in deference to you, I can easily employ "plethora" as vocabular tool to express great numbers.

And the quote for today is:

"Yes, El Guapo, I would say you have a plethora..."

Jennifer, that is the worst use of a sentence to denote the meaning of a term EVER. It's like, when on a quiz, a kid is asked to use the word "psychosomatic" in a sentence and they write "Johnny said 'psychosomatic'".

But, you get away with it, because you know how to handle a sword and I do not.

My next question to you, good sir, is below:

Why is our sense of self (the "I" or "me") INSIDE ourselves, usually somewhere in the front of the head?

To ponder further:

If we are in fact nothing but biological workings of neurons, why do we not perceive ourselves as within our entire brain?

If it's because our eyes see from the front of our brains, why then isn't our sense of self in what we see (as in, NOT inside our heads)?

If the "I" is in fact spiritual, why should it be limited to the body? Why don't we have an awareness of say, 5 foot in any direction?

Ooo, Femke, this is a juicy one. I considered answering this with science, but that's just not the JJB Way®. I have to make it more fantastical.

Think of the human body as a giant biomechanical vessel crewed by billions of personnel. The head is the command center and the eyes are like the main view screen. So, of course, the Command Crew are going to be closer to the front of the vessel so that they can more easily observe any given situation and take action, relaying mission essential communiques throughout the ship. So the "I" is the captain, or in the case of schitzophrenics: a committee.

Now, you ask why we don't have an awareness that extends say, 5' from our bodies. I think there are multiple resons for this.
1.) The spiritual aspect of ourselves is contained within the "hull" because the "I" (or captain) never leaves the ship.

2.) Additionally, all the components for running the ship are contained within the hull and are linked to the captain. If they try to go outside the hull, contact is lost.

3.) There is a lot of the "ship" that we know nothing about. Most humans don't achieve more than about 5% mental operational capacity, that is: use more than 5% of their total mass of their brains. It is possible that the secret to expanded awarness is locked away in these sections and somebody a while back, lost the clearance code.

4.) We do have some ability to register the environment beyond the hull of the ship, but these are largely passive sensors and require external activity to be useful.

5.) I think it got to a point in the design process where the designers took a look and said "That's good enough to get the job done," and then went out for a smoke break and forgot to comeback and finish the schematics.

Now, if you notice that whenever you are performing a particular action, your focus goes to the elements necessary to perform said action, i.e., right now my focus is in my fingers and in my eyes. I don't really need to smell what I'm typing. Additionally, if you hold one finger up in front of you and concentrate on it, you will be more aware of the feeling in that one finger than any other part of your body. You don't, in fact, have to hold it up and look at it to do this, but it may help you to concentrate.
There is an acting excersize where you lay on your back, close your eyes, and relax your body, and no, it's not called "sleep". You then proceed to examine every bit of your body, one bit at a time. This is supposed to help you be more aware of your body, or something like that. Meditation takes this a bit further by starting to focus on different parts of the mind and then extending that focus outside the body in an attempt to expand the mind and take in greater understanding of the universe.

This statement may or may not be complete jibberish, but it sounds pretty cool.

Anyway, the workings of the mind, the spirit, and the body have been a puzzle to humankind since it's inception, and many theories have been put forth on the subject. These theories usually evolve into religions, and then everybody believes their own idea is right and each group sets out to kill the godless heathens who won't believe what we tell them. I say, let each person believe as they wish and let others get on with doing the same. I propose no theories, no religion, no war.

Just art.

Is it odd that your whole reply made perfect sense to me? I feel so enlightened. Thanks!

Now answer this one (it's much more difficult): how do I get rid of the moth that is fluttering about my kitchen lights without a. harming the creature; and b. taking the screens out of my windows?

Way to leave me hanging, Jennifer. Poor Mothy's blood is on YOUR hands.

Femke,

I am so sorry. And I will mourn Mothy to the end of my days. I've been so busy lately I didn't even see this post until it was too late. Alas, poor Mothy, I knew him...not so well. BUT, if other moths frequent the glowy bits, I would suggest trying to catch them with a cup and a card, so as not to damage their wings over much, and then release them back into the wild. Unfortunately, moths are stupid creatures and will fight you every step of the way. It may be best to simply put them out of their misery and your annoyance with a good swift smack.

Jennifer, how can it be that you can hate nature so very much and yet are so deeply wise?

Perhaps that question is best rephrased: What was your first hateful experience with nature? And what did you learn from it? (Because you can bet Nature didn't learn from that experience. She's just plugging along, madly creating insects to annoy me. Does she not know the terrible powers I wield?)

Femke,

I'm sorry if I've given you the impression that I hate nature. Far from it. I love nature. I love the outoors. I cannot recall any specific hateful experience with nature, except maybe that one time a fell on a cactus. What I learned from that experience was this: do NOT try to break your fall on a cactus, it will not improve the situation in any way. I hope this wisdom is of aid to you in times of trouble.

Did you suddenly turn into a Texan?:

"a fell on a cactus"

Oh, I kid, I kid. Somehow people aren't getting my verbal irony lately (and yes, verbal irony can apply to written statements) which I guess leads me to my next question:

How can one assure that one's verbal irony is obvious enough to be understood, without losing its nuance?

Femke, O she that keeps this thread going,

It is impossible to assure that your verbal irony and subtle nuances thereof withstand the understanding of any given reader. Everybody is different and comes at a subject in a different way. To quote the late, great Douglas Adams: "You cannot know what I know because you know what you know. You cannot see what I see because you see what you see. What I know and what I see cannot b added to what you know and what you see because they are not fo the same kind." So in the future, I think it's just safer to point out your verbal ironies as you go along.

Woah sorry to end the Femke/Jenniver love fest here but I have a pressing matter to attend to.

If John McCain becomes president, dies, and Sarah Palin makes it mandatory for all US citizens to wear 'coon skin hats and put those Jesus Phish on our Hummers, where should I move to?

Anna,

I hear Sweden is nice. Though I would probably try to make it to Ireland or Germany...though that would mean I'd have to learn German...eh, I needed a new hobby anyway.

Oh St. Anna, that was too ridiculously easy! You come to Canada and move to Lac St. Anne!

Holy crap, I'm retarded. Anna, you can go anywhere in the BaL Nation. We've got operatives all over the place. Screw it, I'm heading to Austrailia. I'll see you guys later.

make vegetable flowers

origami flowers
different kinds of flowers
different types of flowers
cartoon flowers
flower fairies
pink flowers
flowers encyclopedia
different types of flowers
lower bulbs
pictures of flowers
angola national flower

flower tattoo
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flowers clip art

flowers leominster
flowers card
plant blue flowers
flowers grand blanc
flowers centerpiece
plastic flowers
flowers ormond beach
wedding flowers pink
tropical plant flowers
gardenia flowers
ivy flowers

flowers fort collins

Yes, flowers. Thank you. They're very nice. I'll just...put them...somewhere.

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Not really a question, there, is it. More of a statement...which sort of goes against the whole "Ask Jennifer" motif, I'm working here...try again.

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will Chad ever get married?

That is a fantastic question. But I think a slightly more important question would be: "Will Chad ever meet a woman that he would want to marry, and would also want to marry him?" Answer: Chad is not against the idea.

Jennifer,
How do you feel about fake breasts? Are you a boob man? What, to you, is the perfect size boob?

Hey Jennifer, my friends' band, Johnny Johnson and the Nicholas Brothers, are looking for a better name! Do you have any suggestions?

DO I! How about Buck Buck McFate? The Lance Flannigan Dandies. Negotiable Affection. Scrying Doesn't Exist. Formicha For Mama. Love Mollusk. Killington's Revenge. The Suede Dailies.

That good or do you want more?

-J-

How do you fend off your massive supply of fangirls?

Oh that old chestnut...
You see, mostly what fangirls want is some part of you that they can take away with them as a sort of keepsake, be it a piece of clothing or a lock of hair or a receipt for dry cleaning: something that gives them a more physical connection to you. Now, what with the dangers of people adept in the arcane being able to employ a tracking spell on you using only a small piece of you, like come clothing or hair or dry cleaning receipt. Or there's the more mundane and unreliable method of DNA testing and detective work to track somebody down and stalk them.

My point is that I never give something of myself away if I can help it. But you also have to give the crowd something to keep them from growing to desperate. To that end, I've come up with the following plan, which is quite clever, even if I say it myself.

I went out and found a cat with generally the same hair color as my own. I then shave little tufts of cat hair off the cat (which I've named Patches) and put them in small glass vials which I can then toss into the air behind me while I flee from rampaging mobs of fangirls. This usually only buys me a couple of seconds as they fight over the trinket, but that's usually enough for the helicopter to come in low enough to drop the ladder and lift me out of there.

The ASPCA did inquire about the strange "markings" on my cat, but I just told them he has ringworm and they haven't bothered me since.

Oh wait, I see I missed a boob question. To be honest, I haven't really encountered any fake boobs in a setting where I was able to fully investigate their properties. While I am not at all opposed to the idea, I think the execution often falls short. My point is: fake boobs are fine as long you can't really tell they're fake. I'd say the perfect size for a boob would be in the vicinity of a good orange or grapefruit.

When fighting a large herd of oxen, what type of weaponry would you consider appropriate?

Hmm, for large herds of oxen I generally prefer a seige tower and a shoulder-mounted rocket launcher. You do NOT want to be on the ground with those things.

Do you have any major or minor landmarks named after you?

Surprisingly enough, I do not. There have been a few times when my name has been thrown into the hat, but apprently the Jeniffer J. Bradley Memorial Erection was a bit too wordy. "Coit Tower" indeed...

How many ways are there to skin a cat?

I've gotten as high as 137. Looking back, I'm actually somewhat surprised there have been so many instances in my life that it was necessary for me to actually skin a cat.

How would you decorate a torture chamber?

Fluttering flourescent lights; garish, mind-numbing patterns of red and green, instruments of unknowable yet obvisouly hideously intended design; lots of dangling hooks, posters of all the New Kids on the Block; a repeating loop of small dogs yipping, the smell of something delicious enough to make your stomach rumble; and Andy Dick. Being in a room for 5 minutes with that guy is enough to pull a confession out of a corpse.

What fruit would you use to fend off large, hostile, lobster-like beings?

Traditionall, lemons have proven to be the most effective fruit versus large, hostile, lobster-like being. Lemons are dense enough that, when fired out of your common potato gun, they will blugeon the shell of these creatures. And the juice of the lemon is extremely effect in destroying the muscle matter - as seen in many fine restaurants.

What does death smell like?

Contrary to popular belief, death is odorless. Death is simply a point at which a change happens. The process of dying can fill your mind with olfactoral nightmares, and the state of having died smells of rot and decay and earth. But death itself? What does the color nine smell like?

What song would you sing while beseeching a goddess to save you from a cannibalistic tribe of mountain monks?

Congrats on 300 posts, by the way.