It's a misnomer; we rant more than we are loath to change.
Okay. I was wrong. The blackhole created by the LHC was a girl.
I admit my mistake (numbers 1, 2, and 3). Are you people happy now?
So instead of a hungry pasta and planet eating boy blackhole, we have a cosmetic consuming girl blackhole.
Expect to be missing nail polish, makeup, lotions, et cetera.
Set your calenders to October the twenty-first for another week of end-of-the-world excitement. (Hopefully the actual colliding of protons this time will create a boy blackhole this time.)Do you see you crazy bloggers? I was right. The world ends Sunday! I bet the microblackhole is travelling to Italy right now looking for pasta with marinara sauce.
If you don’t know what I am talking about, linky here.
Well with everyone getting so caught up about how the world’s is going to end on Wednesday, I think it is time I blogged about it.
You are all fucking wrong.
It’s going to end Sunday.
On Wednesday the microblackhole will decide that it doesn’t want to eat anything (it’s a proven fact that blackholes tend to be bloated at the time of birth).
That micro-blackhole will then start trying to find pasta to eat.
During his search for pasta, he will taste a bit of the plate. Now typically, microblackholes enjoy the taste of ceramics, and from there he decides wants to sample every single flavour the universe has to offer.
Now the whole process takes more or less seventy-two hours from the moments of birth. From there the blackhole will take about a day to get to Earth consuming ability.
Now, I may be wrong about this. I highly doubt it, though. It is unlikely the blackhole will turn out to be a girl.
