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Thursday, February 24, 2005

Tell me

There's something I wanna know. When I'm on a moving bus and I jump (not that I make a practice of jumping on buses....or even riding buses...or even jumping next to buses.....I'm just not the jumping type....but, anyway...) why don't I end up at the back of the bus? Or jumping on a plane....why aren't I slammed into the potties in the back of the plane? It's not that I want to be slammed into the back of a moving mode of transportation. I just wanna know why it doesn't happen. I'm sure there's some name for this. Some scientific theoretical-heretical-hypothetical-whositwhatsit. (That's a hi-tech term for "something-or-other")

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Anonymous declared....: I started to type out a long answer, but being the smart person I am, I assumed someone else had already answered for me. I was right, of course :)

Here you go:

http://curious.astro.cornell.edu/question.php?number=546; 2/24/2005 11:34 PM

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