I went to Japan a couple years ago and did quite a bit of cycling around Tsukuba. Pocari Sweat is like their Gatorade. It tastes fine at first, but the more you drink it, the more it actually tastes like sweat. By the end of a long day, you might as well be ringing out your shirt.

Windmills do not work that way! Good night!

Good thing, too. If you touch it, it will drop your calls.

Actually, the pace of the heart is set by the SA node. The brainstem and other factors can make the heart beat faster or slower in response to stress, but the heart paces itself.

And we had to escape gravity wells both ways!

Twitter isn't the only form of electronic communication. It is, however, the most asinine and informal. I wouldn't want the news of my upcoming demise originating from the same site responsible for informing millions that Lance Armstrong woke up and is preparing a delicious sandwich.

The IT department is required to have SCUBA certification for regular maintenance.

Oh great. Next you're going to tell me that there won't be any jetpacks, flying cars, or invisibility cloaks.

... Although, if TFA is to be believed, it won't appear to be.

Not at your local library, if you live in New York.

That's pretty far away, and radiation strength decays with an inverse square relationship to distance. I'd like to think we're safe.

There are no zombies in that picture. If there were, I'd have zeroed in on the two glowing points of light watching me patiently and hungrily from the shadows immediately.

You could do it based on movement speeds. Things in the background of an image move slower than those in the midground when you change your position--If the thing in the background, a galaxy or something, moves in a strange way, then you can be sure it's being lensed. I'm not sure if the Earth moves enough for this to be useful, though, given the scale.

It was a soundstage on mars.