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Comment by Terry Groff on December 27, 2014 at 3:55pm

Best you "watch out where the huskies go" :-)

Comment by sk8eycat on December 27, 2014 at 3:34pm

Oh, dear!  (Deer?)  That last remark of yours made me think of "yellow snow."   Eww.

Comment by Terry Groff on December 27, 2014 at 1:06pm

P.S. Maybe Rudolph's nose should have been yellow.

Comment by Terry Groff on December 27, 2014 at 1:04pm

Ok, I'm not a scientist but I've played one on Facebook. I think fog lights are yellow because it's the lowest wavelength (next to orange) that will still illuminate other objects well enough to be visible to us. That is only a guess though.

Comment by sk8eycat on December 27, 2014 at 12:53pm

LMAO.....Benny probably has poor circulation, and his nose would freeze and fall right off, anyway.

PS: I'd like to ask Dr. Tyson if red penetrates fog the best, why are fog lights on cars yellow.  Second best?

Comment by Grinning Cat on December 27, 2014 at 11:52am

Santa knows Physics: Of all colors, Red Light penetrates fog best. That's why Benny the Blue-nosed reindeer never got the gig

— Neil deGrasse Tyson (@neiltyson) December 25, 2014

Comment by Grinning Cat on December 25, 2014 at 3:10pm

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Comment by The Flying Atheist on December 23, 2014 at 7:53pm

Loooove the Cross Fit. That's hilarious. 

Comment by Pat on December 23, 2014 at 7:36pm

Little Tommy from a good Catholic family goes to his dad and asks for a bicycle. His dad tells him to ask Santa. “Dad! It’s April, and I want the bike to ride with my friends this spring and summer.” Dad tells him he is busy, and to go ask his mother. Mom, being the good Catholic wife and having 4 other kids under foot, tells Tommy to go ask Jesus. Tommy thinks about it. Jesus is more powerful than Santa, and is good all year long.

Tommy goes to his room and starts to write a letter to Jesus. “Dear Jesus, I have been a very good boy…” He stops, and realizing this is the one guy you don’t lie to, tears up the letter, and starts over. “Dear Jesus, I have been a pretty good boy...” He tears that one up. By the time he gets to “Dear Jesus, I hope to be a good boy…” he knows he’s screwed.

Crying, he runs out the house and down the street. Gasping for air, he stops running and looks around. He sees an inverted bathtub with a statue of the Virgin Mary in another Catholic’s yard. Checking to make sure no one is looking, he runs over, grabs the statue, and runs back home.  He runs upstairs, locking all the doors behind him, and tosses the statute under his bed. He pulls out the notepad and begins to write.

“Dear Jesus, If you ever want to see your mother again...”

Comment by sk8eycat on December 21, 2014 at 11:40am

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