All about, but cannot be seen,
Can be captured, cannot be held
No throat, but can be heard.
I still have no idea on the last one, but I'll keep thinking on it.
I am always hungry,
I must always be fed,
The finger I lick
Will soon be red.
Three lives have I.
Gentle enough to soothe the skin,
Light enough to caress the sky,
Small enough to creep within.
Not as sure on this one... water?
I am poisoned with no cure,
And my parent shares my fate.
Some of my friends still by my side,
Waiting, hoping as time goes by.
I have no clue.
Number 1 is the sky (or perhaps "atmosphere" is better), I believe. EVula.com joke:
Investigators at a major research institute have discovered the heaviest element known to science.
This startling new discovery has been tentatively named Administratium (Ad). The new element has no protons or electrons, thus having an atomic number of 0. It does, however, have 1 neutron, 125 assistant neutrons, 75 vice neutrons, and 111 assistant vice neutrons, for an atomic mass of 312.
These 312 particles are held together by a force called morons, which are surrounded by vast quantities of lepton-like particles called peons.
Since it has no electrons, Administratium is inert. However, it can be detected as it impedes every reaction with which it came into contact. According to the discoverers, a minute amount of Administratium causes one reaction to take over four days to complete when it would normally take less than a second.
Administratium has a normal half-life of approximately three years; it does not decay, but instead undergoes a reorganization in which a portion of the assistant neutrons, vice neutrons, and assistant vice neutrons exchange places. In fact, an Administratium sample's mass will actually increase over time, since with each reorganization some of the morons inevitably become neutrons, forming new isotopes. This characteristic of moron promotion leads some scientists to speculate that Administratium is formed whenever morons reach a certain concentration. This hypothetical quantity is referred to as the "Critical Morass". You'll know it when you see it.
This post has been edited by CI-Ia0s : 14 March 2007 - 09:54 PM
Smoke was the only thing I could think of that fit the clues. The thing that really triggered it for me was the "smell me" part. Good riddle.
I'll now throw in a new EVula.com joke to keep everyone amused:
A little girl raised her hand during a biology lesson and asked if her grandmother could have a baby.
The teacher was a bit surprised at the question but answered that the grandmother was too old to have babies.
"So what about my mother?" asked the girl.
The teacher said that it was possible, but that her mother was probably getting too old to be having babies as well.
"Well, then could I have a baby?" she wanted to know.
"Goodness no!" said the teacher, "you are much too young."
"See!" said a voice from the back of the classroom, "I told YOU you didn't have anything to worry about."
Let me go out on a limb here and say... smoke?
Here's a joke from EVula.com (excellent joke archive). I'll post some more from there later perhaps.
One day a diver was enjoying the aquatic world 20 ft below sea level. He noticed a guy at the same depth he was, but he had on no scuba gear whatsoever.
The diver went below another 20 ft, but the guy joined him a few minutes later. The diver went below 25 ft, but minutes later, the same guy joined him.
This confused the diver, so he took out a waterproof chalk-and-board set, and wrote, "How the hell are you able to stay under this deep without equipment?"
The guy took the board and chalk, erased what the diver had written, and wrote, "I'M DROWNING, YOU MORON!!!"
Are we still alive? Or is Coldstone in the midst of a very slow and quiet death? I'm not really planning to use Coldstone again myself, but I do follow the community, and I'd love to see the program working again. So is there a CS community lurking in waiting, or is the beginning of the end?