Ripley's Believe It or Not by Ripley’s Believe It or Not! for September 19, 2022

If you want to test the sensitivity of your own sense of touch, find two toothpicks and an assistant.

Cover your eyes, and the assistant will either poke you with two toothpicks at once, or just one. If they gradually move the two closer together, you’ll eventually reach a point where you can’t tell the difference.

If you try this on different parts of your body, you’ll find that some areas have a more precise sense of touch than others.

the smell of coffee just makes my nose twitch

I love the smell of coffee, it’s the taste I can’t stand

I would sure hope my brain cells last my entire life span, & if they don’t, I will be in big trouble!

and yet we can’t find the cellotape opening

A few days ago I held my fingertips an inch or so above the toaster while it was cooking, and I could feel rapid pulses in the heat rising, which I attributed to the 60 cycle frequency of alternating current. I say attributed as there’s no way I could count to 60 in a second.

Some might say this story is a bit too dark. But, hey – there’s nothing that will upset JohnShirley1.

Two men are having a business meeting in a small coffee shop when a barista approaches and asks them what they’d like. The first man says that he’d like a glass of water. The barista replies “One glass of H2O coming right up.” then turns to the second man and asks him what he’d like.

The second man replies “I’d like a glass of H2O too, please”. The Barista returns shortly afterward with their glasses and both men continue with their meeting. After a while the second man asks the first “Is it just me or is it a little bitter?”, gesturing to his glass.

The first man says that he can’t taste anything. They don’t think any more of it and once again resume their meeting. Some time later the second man suffers a stroke and has to be rushed to hospital.

Suspecting foul play the first man approaches the barista and asks them what they served his business partner. The barista replies “Exactly what he asked for, a glass of hydrogen peroxide”.

It’s a good thing that brain cells last, because you can’t grow new ones.

Unless you go into politics. Brain cells apparently begin dying off from that moment forward.

Take care, may fleet-mouthed coffee aficionado Randy “Hey I Get So Much Done Every Second Counts In Life So Live It To The Fullest Man Well It’s Time To Go Shopping But First A Quick Sip Of This Dark Roast From Colombia Hey It’s Not The Gateway To Meth That’s A Lie I Seldom Do Meth The Prices Are Way More Than This Hey Man You Know What I Mean Man Hey Man It Was Nice Talkin’ To You Man Thanks Man Love You Man Hey Man…” Mercurord be with you, and gesundheit.

but if my digit were size of Earth, what size would houses and cars be?

(Yawn)

I would prefer a finger sensitivity analogy in line with the size of my finger. I can not comprehend a finger the size of the Earth, if for no other reason than I can’t really grasp the size of the Earth, no pun intended. I know my finger can detect a human hair on a smooth surface, so how much thinner than a hair can my finger detect?

When I try to picture a finger the size of the Earth I invariably see God giving humanity a particular finger.

That’s not hard to believe. Since most of what we call taste is actually smell, it’s natural for us to key on the smell of coffee. And our sense of taste is decreased when the food is (temperature) hotter. Heat sensitivity becomes dominant.

I thought the Human Fingers thing went with the guy smelling coffee. RBION space things better in your panel…

I thought of making air freshener in coffee scents. Some people like the smell but can’t stand the taste of coffee.

Maybe sniffing coffee beans is better than drinking them. Save a lot of money. A little rough for me either way.

Does smelling coffee also turn you into a giant troll?

Even at their current size, my fingers can tell the difference between a house and a car.

Completely off topic, but here goes.

We had a cool front this past week. It got down in the low 60’s.

I got up to get ready for work when I heard a noise coming from the room next to our bedroom.

I opened the door and turned on the light , Nothing, didn’t see a thing.

Went on with getting ready and heard it again, still didn’t see anything.

The third time I heard it, I got my head light and turned on the red one, eased open the door and saw every gun in the gun cabinet shaking wanting to get out and go hunting.

Duh! Most most houses are rough (roofing) and jagged whereas as cars are mostly smooth.