There is a stretch of “Alt 90/94” that runs from Tomah to Lake Delton, parallel to 90. Then there appears to be another odd short stretch of Alt 90/94 running through downtown Baraboo. The only stretch where 94 does not actually exist is between Lake Delton and the I-39 interchange.
Where I went to grad school, they had a King Street East, West, North and South. Apparently a local DJ played a prank once by announcing a parade on “King Street”, and everyone thought the parade must be in some other neighborhood. There were quite a few people calling and asking for more details when they couldn’t find the parade.
I noticed on Lumpy’s google map it does just say “I-90” after 90 and 94 join, but if you zoom in one click, every other label says “I-94”. 90, 94, 90, 94… then you have a choice of a southern route (90) or a northern (94) route that aims you right into “The Cities”.
Now, it does lose its identity to I-90 in Billings, MT… and to 402 east of Detroit (Yep, that’s a Canadian highway).
I-90 does rule, though: Boston all the way to Seattle.
Take the ferry.
Not really. A few miles east of Billings is literally the western origin/terminus of I-94. There is no entity or vestige of 94 anywhere west of that convergence. It does not “lose its identity”, it ends/starts there.
The same thing happens a ways east of Salt Lake City, where the meeting of 80 and 84 happens. 84 simply does not exist and is not at all a sub-identity of 80 east of the convergence – apparently it reappears in Scranton, but spawns out of I-81, quite some distance from I-80. It is slightly different from 94, though, because 40~50 years ago, the western part of 84 was identified as I-80N.
The past tense of William Shakespeare,
is, Woodiwas Shookspeared.
… or just bard.
To was, or not to was, that was the question.
Was (Not Was)
In the King James Version Bible, the 46th word from the start of Psalm 46 is ‘Shake’. The 46th word from the end is ‘Spear’. The KJV was finalised in 1610 and given to the printers.
Shakespeare was 46 in 1610.
(I ‘stumbled’ across this random fact many, many years ago in a Scientific American. It was first noted by that famous scholar Dr Matrix and passed on to Martin Gardner).
Dr. Martin Luther King and his wife, Coretta Scott King, paid the hospital bills for the birth of Julia Roberts.
When we think of the space race, we think of the Apollo missions and Project Mercury. We also think about the Voyager program, space shuttles, and space telescopes.
But if you ask people about the Venera program, 99% of them won’t know what you’re talking about.
It was an incredible achievement, even by today’s standards; the harshness of the environmental conditions on Venus are almost beyond comprehension, and engineers today would be scratching their heads on how to pull it off. Yet landfall was made in 1975. Truly astonishing. It also proves the U.S. grossly underestimated Russia’s capabilities in this area.
I now wonder if in putting a probe on Venus was actually more challenging than putting a person on the Moon.
And it wasn’t like they sent a probe and it “worked.” They sent many, and they kept failing. They did not give up, and kept redesigning the probes until they succeeded. There’s a good lesson there.
Here’s a good YT video on it:
“When I first came here, this was all swamp. Everyone said I was daft to build a castle on a swamp, but I built it all the same, just to show them. It sank into the swamp. So I built a second one. That sank into the swamp. So I built a third. That burned down, fell over, then sank into the swamp. But the fourth one stayed up!”
I’ve known about Venera for decades but it wasn’t until recently that I found out the Russian recorded the sounds on Venus.
From time to time, for more than fifty years, I have had cause to describe to people a particular type of…kettle. Yesterday I found out what it’s called.
When I was a kid and we went out for a day at the seaside, rather than bring a vacuum flask of hot water to make tea, my parents brought their special kettle. I was shaped like a doughnut - well, more like a stack of 3 doughnuts, as it was fairly tall - with a spout on one side and a handle on the other. You filled it with water, packed the internal void with newspaper, stood it on a couple of rocks, lit the paper from the bottom. A couple of minutes later - boiling water. Amazing.
A good half century after the fact, flicking through TV channels yesterday, I heard an outdoorsy-type presenter say “We’ve got a Ghillie Kettle”. And with that the mystery was solved. In fact, it has a number of (brand) names:
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NB: not sure how well known the word “Ghillie” is known outside the UK - Gillie - Wikipedia.
So, if that’s a brand name then it’s a nicely descriptive one. I’ll take it.
Depends on the context and the audience. Plenty of us Dopers are familiar with this use:
Interesting. I’m reasonably familiar with the original meaning of Ghillie, but that one’s a new one on me.
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I…didn’t know the word existed outside camouflage.
That reminds me of the old camping trick of cooking a hamburger with a newspaper. There is pretty obviously not enough heat from a wad of newspaper to cook a burger patty, but if it is on a grill, enough grease drips down to keep the fire going and finish the job.
Today I learned that there’s such a thing as a “yacht carrier”- which in hindsight makes sense if you don’t want to have to sail a smaller vessel halfway around the world e.g. the Mediterranean to Hawaii or Singapore.
