It’s amazing how an idea can seem so flawless, and then cause a completely unforeseen, yet perfectly logical conclusion.
Ok, so here’s the idea: We have a squeezable, bear-shaped, honey bottle. I need to get honey out of the honey bear, but there’s not much left, and at this rate, it’ll take 3 days before I get any honey from the bear’s butt (where it’s all been sitting) to the bear’s head (where the spout is). Solution: turn the bear upside-down (it has a lid that’s meant for that you know), and put it in the microwave for a few seconds
Well, it worked beautifully. After 10 seconds in the microwave, most of the honey was sitting cooperatively in the bear’s brain area, ready to be squeezed out. Then I learned something about physics which I’m sure I already knew: hot air has a greater volume than cold air. So when I opened the cap (that was full of honey, mind you)… let’s just say there was no need for squeezing.
So I made a little mess, and learned a little lesson: Squeeze out a little air before putting your honey bear in the microwave.
Philip says
I’m glad you’re learning those tough lessons about honey. I thought I’d share my own, though: It doesn’t matter what rules you follow or what train of thought you are a part of as honey is no respecter of persons. What does honey do then to it’s users? It makes sticky fingers, counters, faces and carpets somehow. There’s no avoiding it! I’m not saying you shouldn’t try, but….
Jamie doesn’t like the honey bears, on a side note, and I do. I think they’re cute and they bring back memories, but all Jamie can think of is all the honey that gets stuck in the bears various body parts. I say, in words like my brother, though, “Bears for the win”….or is it “teh win”? They almost did a year ago, but that’s a post for Stephen’s other blog, the one where he hasn’t put my identity in a precarious position.
So long…and remember, honey tastes good, so keep eating it!!!