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FreakEl payaso me dice que mueren 113 al día de covid y me pone una gráfica que dice que son a la semana.
Muerto por dentro+Son 113 el viernes y 854 en lo que llevamos de semana, subnormal. Si encima de la gráfica el tío ya lo dice. ¿No sabes leer?
FreakMy father Cecil Banks Mullis and mother, formerly Bernice Alberta Barker grew up in rural North Carolina in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains. My dad’s family had a general store, which I never saw. My grandparents on his side had already died before I started noticing things. My mother’s parents were close to me all during my childhood, and her father Albert stopped by to see me in a non-substantial form on his way out of this world in 1986. I was living in California. “Pop” died at 92 and wondering what was happening to me out in California, stopped by Kensington for a couple days. My house afforded a view of San Francisco and the Golden Gate Bridge. His visit was an odd experience. Not at all frightening. I have cultivated the curious things in life and found this one pleasant. “Pop” and I sat in the evenings in my kitchen and I told him about the contemporary California world while we drank beer. I drank his for him as it appeared that although he was very much there for me, he was not there at all for the beer. Many of my friends when I told them of this thought it fanciful. (I think it more likely than much of our math today and at least half of our physics, both of which I like).
www.nobelprize.org
FreakCada uno pone una gráfica distinta.
My father Cecil Banks Mullis and mother, formerly Bernice Alberta Barker grew up in rural North Carolina in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains. My dad’s family had a general store, which I never saw. My grandparents on his side had already died before I started noticing things. My mother’s parents were close to me all during my childhood, and her father Albert stopped by to see me in a non-substantial form on his way out of this world in 1986. I was living in California. “Pop” died at 92 and wondering what was happening to me out in California, stopped by Kensington for a couple days. My house afforded a view of San Francisco and the Golden Gate Bridge. His visit was an odd experience. Not at all frightening. I have cultivated the curious things in life and found this one pleasant. “Pop” and I sat in the evenings in my kitchen and I told him about the contemporary California world while we drank beer. I drank his for him as it appeared that although he was very much there for me, he was not there at all for the beer. Many of my friends when I told them of this thought it fanciful. (I think it more likely than much of our math today and at least half of our physics, both of which I like).
The Nobel Prize in Chemistry 1993
The Nobel Prize in Chemistry 1993 was awarded "for contributions to the developments of methods within DNA-based chemistry" jointly with one half to Kary B. Mullis "for his invention of the polymerase chain reaction (PCR) method" and with one half to Michael Smith "for his fundamental...
Primer párrafo de su discurso en la entrega de los Nobel. Cuenta como su abuelo se le "aparecío" un par de días en su casa de San Franciso y se tomaron una cerverzas.
Muerto por dentro+No, es la misma gráfica. La diferencia es que la primera gráfica inducía a confusión porque es menos detallada. Pero el texto del tuitero que había encima (y que no te has molestado en leer) ya lo explicaba con bastante precisión.
Freak"Fue su regreso a la ciencia en el sector privado el que le elevaría al cénit de su carrera. En 1983, mientras trabajaba para Cetus Corporation en California, concibió la PCR. Cuatro años después, él mismo relató en Scientific American cómo la idea le sobrevino mientras conducía una noche de abril por las montañas del norte de California. Fabricar millones de copias de un fragmento de ADN de forma rápida y sencilla era algo tan simple en su concepto, y a la vez con un potencial tan inmenso en sus aplicaciones, que el mismo Mullis reconocía que se le podía haber ocurrido a cualquiera. Sin embargo, los obstáculos técnicos eran numerosos, y la clave de su éxito consistió en dar con la idea de utilizar calor para separar las dobles cadenas ya creadas y comenzar de nuevo el ciclo."
www.bbvaopenmind.com
FreakLo que no induce a confusión es que con esta estrategia de borreguismo follabozalista vamos de mal en peor.
FreakDonde coño te van a querer a tí, so mermao, si no sabes ni leer una puta gráfica.
FreakMira he tardado cinco minutos en destapar vuestros datos distorsionados, son 78 muertos al día:
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Freak totalTenía un agujero en la base del craneo donde no debía tapado por un himen finissimo y qué.
Cuantas personas no habrá en el mundo con ese defectito. Es una iatrogenia como la copa de un pino, que parece que no quieres admitir y por el que se debería realizar alguna prueba de imagen previa a la pcr para que eso no suceda.
Meterse cosas por la nariz siempre ha sido motivo de regañina de padres a hijos. Nada de lo que entra por la nariz salvo el aire que respiramos es bueno.
Enumerame una lista de cosas buenas que se pueda meter uno por la nariz sin que te entren cosquillitas
Freak totalVarios temas:
Freak totalAquí dicen que se lo han importado a ellos, se ha escrito y leído mucho sobre el tema y da pereza repetirlo.
Freak totalComo le lean los foreros de Granada...
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