They can cure all sorts of things in mice, so now they can cure peanut allergy in mice too. Lucky damn mice. The problem is curing stuff in humans! That they always seem to have problems with...
Yes, he's been programmed by the Elite and their masters the Clockwork Elves to discredit Glenn Beck...
Technically it was raining forsterite crystals on HOPS-68 1,450 years ago as that's how many light years away it is. What it's doing "right now" is unknown (in fact unknowable from this distance).
So what happens if you reverse the structure of the positronium 'atoms' so they're made of an electron orbited by a positron instead of a positron orbited by an electron? Do such 'anti-positronium atoms' scatter off normal atoms the same as simple positrons?
If it's got dragons in it (having sex or not) it's fantasy, not science fiction. Dragons are require magic, not science, they do not and can not exist in the universe we live in. Stories about them are fantasy by definition. There's nothing wrong with fantasy but it ain't science fiction and you shouldn't be confusing the two (enough ignorant outsiders do that already).
I had the monovision lasik done to correct shortsightedness and I can assure comics0026 that you don't lose depth perception, as long as the difference between the two eyes after is no more than about one diopter. The brain can handle that degree of difference no problems. The surgeon overcorrects one eye so it's about 1/2 diopter long and the other so it's about 1/2 short and you can read with one eye and see distance (e.g. drive) with the other, no worries. You get used to it in a couple of days and are not even aware of it afterwards.
Nine years later and I still haven't had to get reading glasses, or driving glasses - I was only promised five so I'm a happy camper.
I don't have a problem with remembering what things, and people, look like, it's their names I have problems remembering... Find me a "name remembering" drug and I'm in!
I just want to see Six without that dress on! I don't give a frack if it's in a NYC street, the ruins of a city that might have been NY, or in an empty white room. Hmmm, naked Six...
All these years I thought I was the only one, I thought I was weird and different, perverted even. It's such a relief to find out that someone else finds alien monoliths sexy too! We should meet, I have many photographs...
"One morning, not long before the end of the world, a dead woman named Lou sat drinking espresso in Sheb's Old Earth Diner, one of the few places still open in the cheap part of Stalktown."
Orbital Burn, by K.A. Bedford
