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A Name By Any Other Rose

Evidentialism Factslap: People breathe primarily through one nostril at a time.

The human nose is a biological wonder. It can smell up to 1 trillion odorstrap harmful debris in the air before it enters your lungs, and affect your sex life. But arguably its most important job is to condition the air you breathe before that air enters your respiratory tract. This means warming and humidifying the air before it passes to your throat and beyond. To do this, the nose undergoes a nasal cycle in which one nostril sucks in the majority of the air while the other nostril takes in the remaining portion. A few hours later (on average), the nostrils switch roles. This cycle is regulated by the body’s autonomic nervous system, which swells or deflates  tissue found in the nose. Although we don’t notice this switch throughout the day, if you cover your nostrils with your thumb one at a time, you’ll likely observe that air flow through one is significantly higher than the other. This is also why one nostril tends to be more congested than the other when you have a cold (the non-dominant one gets more filled with mucous).

There are a few possible reasons for this nasal back-and-forth. Some scientists theorize that the cycle actually improves our sense of smell. Because scent molecules degrade at differing rates, some smells are easier to identify through fast-moving air (in the dominant nostril), while others are more easily picked out in slower currents of the non-dominant, usually more congested, nostril. Very few smells can get past our nose undetected thanks to this alternating nasal superpower.

Except, of course, for political bullshit.

Saw It Written and I Saw It Say

Tonight's Super Pink Moon linked to 'end of days' omen, a 'rebirth ...

Tonight was supposed to bring forth the Pink Moon, the biggest supermoon of 2020.

Alas, it’s raining buckets. But like the Post Office and coronavirus, we’re not gonna let a little thing like precipitation spoil the genuflecting. So here’s a rain-delay FactSlap (lunar edition):

  • A full day on the moon, from one sunrise to the next, lasts about 29.5 Earth days on average. Five Useful Numbers for Sun and Moon Photographers - The ...
  • No one has been on the Moon in the last 41 years.
  • The moon is moving away from us by 1 1/2 inches a year.Earth's Days Are Getting Longer—Thanks to the Moon
  • It would take less than 6 months to get to the moon by car at 60 mph.Drive Me To The Moon Photograph by Scott Cameron
  • The beautiful symmetry of a total solar eclipse happens because —by pure chance— the sun is 400 times larger than the moon, but is also 400 times farther from Earth, making the two bodies appear the exact same size in the sky. Annular Solar Eclipse
  • When Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin landed on the moon, they honored soviet cosmonaut Yuri Gagarin by leaving behind one of his medals.ESA - Yuri Gagarin
  • The moon is not round, but egg-shaped.
  • If there are two full moons in the same month, the second one is called blue moon.When is the next Blue Moon? | Astronomy Essentials | EarthSky
  • The American flags placed on the moon are now white due to radiation from the sun.
  • Sending a man to the Moon and finding Osama Bin Laden cost the US government about the same amount of time and money: 10 years and $100 billion.Latest on Osama Raid: Tricked-Out Choppers, Live Tweets, Possible ...

In God We Trusted (an Act in Two Bits)

 

I’ve always been something of a coin nerd.

It began when dad got me into collecting wheat pennies, the early coins minted from 1909 to 1955.wheat-penny-large I’m not sure why dad liked them, but I hunted them like Ahab on a bender. We tallied 147 of them. They may still lay congregated  somewhere, in an unused beer stein at the house (dad, unlike Ahab, wasn’t much of a drinker).

As I got older and into magic, I extended my geekreach to larger coins: half-dollars, silver dollars. I still pester friends traveling overseas to collect the coinage of the land. I have several arcade tokens I’ve kept simply because of their heft and shine.

Recently, cleaning out a drawer, I came upon a quarter that saved itself from the change jar. That’s where all coins typically go, to be amassed and then wasted on something like a magic trick or battery-operated toy or some such equivalent of beanstalk seed.

But this quarter caught my eye. It was dingy, beaten up, clearly around the block a few times. Still, its year — 1953  — shone like a new mom. I’m still not sure why I kept it. 1953 isn’t a memorable year for me, nor an important number.

But the more I thought about the coin, the more valuable it became.

It must have sparkled like Waterford when it was minted, either in Philly, Denver or San Francisco.

Who was the first owner? How many has it seen? Where has it been traveling for the past 62 years? Did it once jingle in a president’s pocket? Help Bob Dylan buy a pack of smokes? Sit in a kid’s first piggybank?

I began to research the year. Gas was 22 cents a gallon. Bread was 16 cents a loaf. The average annual income was $4,011 a year.

Then, another surprise: My quarter, probably handed to me in a handful of change at Yummy Donuts, was actually worth $2.55. Apparently, the U.S. Treasury put more silver in coins back then, when we paid our debts. One website said that, if it were struck at a certain mint, it could be worth as much as $6.

But this coin’s not for sale.

I know that when I’m gone, the coin will re-enter America’s economical orbit. Maybe it will wind up in a parking meter (for the hover cars we’ll all be riding, right?). Or Yummy Donuts. Or Bob Dylan’s great-great-granddaughter’s first piggybank.

For now, though, it remains safe here, in the admiring hands of a nerd in Van Nuys who took a shine to its shine. For we all have one, don’t we? We all are one, aren’t we? Looking to catch the light at the right angle, to rest among the treasured, to announce to the world: Kilroy was here.

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It’s funny how priceless a thing becomes with just a little attention.