cadaverine
C5H14N2

Although the molecule is a poisonous solid, as flesh decays the vapor pressure of the putrescine it contains becomes sufficiently large to allow its disgusting odor to be detected. It is usually accompanied by cadaverine (named after the cadavers that give rise to it), a poisonous syrupy liquid with an equally disgusting smell. Putrescine and cadaverine also contribute towards the smells of some living processes. Since they are both poisonous, the body normally excretes them in whatever way is quickest and most convenient. For example, the odor of bad breath and urine are ‘enriched’ by the presence of these molecules, as is the smell of semen, which also contains the related molecules spermine and spermidine.

some silly molecules here – http://www.bristol.edu/depts/Chemistry/MOTM/silly/sillymols.htm

woid o’ de dayee

connubial kuh-NOO-bee-ul; -NYOO-, adjective:
Of or pertaining to marriage, or the marriage state; conjugal; nuptial.

Connubial comes from Latin conubialis, from conubium,”marriage, intermarriage,” from con-, “with, together” + nubere, “to veil, to marry.” It is related to nubile, “of an age suitable for marriage; hence, sexually mature and attractive.”

bedtime memory…

A number of years ago, (when I was about fourteen,I think) I went to visit a friend, but got slightly lost along the way – I’d never been to their house before, and they lived a far way from the bus stop. So I’m wandering, and I grab a sandwich and Coke from a service station.

As I wander, I find myself walking through a gated community – one without gates on the main street, but gates on the houses and side streets. I’m trying to find a bin for my trash, but there isn’t one. Anywhere. Because, I realized, such things are only for people who don’t live in the compound. And if you don’t live there, YOU AREN’T WELCOME.

And there’s no-one visible, and there are these little plastic turrets on each corner, and I’m still lost, and, and…

I almost had a panic attack, and this utter conviction that at any moment, a black van would pull up beside me, and men in faceless black helmets would pull me inside and I’d never be seen again.

Found my friend’s place 10 minutes later, a few blocks past the compound.

It was one of the most frightening moments of my life. I felt as if I was an invader, a stranger, and that nobody would want to help me.

end memory

I have no idea what brought that to mind. I do know that I still really don’t enjoy gated communities.

I’m not a goth, but this stuff is still neato.

ideas garnered by talking to my sweetheart, and reading today.

adipocere (wet & dry)
cadaverine
putresine

stages of decomposition
Cooling, Rigor Mortis, Post Mortem Lividity, Putrefaction(yucka), Adipocere, Mummification, Maceration, Vitreous potassium

“incorruptable saints” – “iceman”, peat bog mummies

modern civilization likely has been possible partly because of adipocere- it is theorized that a significant portion of the world’s petroleum owes as it’s source, the soapy, waxy, cheeselike substance. (oil, coal, natural gas…. thanks, corpses!)

Things you can make with waxy fluid remains –

Soap, candles, sealing wax, media for artwork, lubricating grease for axles.. (offshot to – lip gloss, floor wax, car polish, wood polish… )

me lemming.

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Adipocere….. feared, loathed, and misunderstood by mankind for thousands of years. A little-known by-product of the advanced decomposition of dead human bodies, adipocere is a mystery to all whom first encounter it.
here is the NUMBER ONE site exclusively about adipocere on the web. Their aim is to make adipocere (also known as grave wax or mortuary fat), better understood, less feared, and more appreciated for the natural and scientifically useful substance that it really is.
Check the web site out: http://adipocere.homestead.com/

warning, it has photos of a graphic nature after the cover page.

This stuff is fascinating. from environmental aspects to exploding caskets.

goofin’ around….

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once I tweak it to 40k or less, I’ll add it, maybe. 🙂

Hitting the sack early…I heard back from astley, I might get my computer before work tomorrow if all goes well. I’m going to get back on walkies schedule, and resynch my snoozles with my sweetie.

See you kiddies later….

following the emode lemmings

Yeeek.

Scotto, your inner rock star is Randy Travis

Yup, there’s no denying your inner rock star is Randy T. Deep down you’re as American as they come, enjoying life’s simple pleasures—a little laughing, a little loving. In fact, when you’re in love’s embrace, you’ve been known to toss out some syrupy lines or even carve your names on a tree. But that’s OK, we all expect such down-home chivalry from you. Plain and simple, you’re a man with a big heart. At the same time, you’ve got a little bit of a rebellious streak to round out the profile. Let’s face it: you’re a success, a dream date, a well-balanced, multitalented, all-around nice guy. And man, that voice of yours melts hearts as fast as a butter pat on hot mashed potatoes. Feed your inner Randy!

pastiche pas-TEESH; pahs-, noun:
1. A work of art that imitates the style of some previous work.
2. A musical, literary, or artistic composition consisting of selections from various works.
3. A hodgepodge; an incongruous combination of different styles and ingredients.

Pastiche comes from Italian pasticcio, “a paste,” hence “a hodgepodge, literary or musical,” ultimately from Latin pasta, “paste.”

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