I love New York! If I were 30 years younger and alone, I could deal with this. When I was that young, I lived in some pretty cramped places. There was one apartment I had to put my clothing drawers in the kitchen storage area. And another in which you couldn't open the oven and refrigerator at the same time, and you couldn't enter the bathroom if either were open. Still, they were bigger than this place!
Someone told me long ago that the definition of wisdom is being able to distinguish what's important from what's not important. As you age (and supposedly become wiser), you tend to stop worrying about unimportant things -and it turns out that most things you worried about ARE unimportant.
It's the latter, although they are satirically referring to the one individual butterfly. There is no species named for Edward Lorenz that I know of. The Annals of Improbable Research is a humor magazine.
Man, this brings back memories! Alex posted this picture five years ago, linked to my site, and it got reposted at Boing Boing. That's the day I found out what internet traffic really is.
randi, it wasn't an oil tanker, but a cargo load of soybeans. The oil was just fuel to get it there. A massive amount, to be sure, which just makes you wonder about the hidden costs of global trade.
I was a bit confused by that as well, since "rubberneck" usually refers to people who slow down at the scene of an accident so they can stretch their necks out and get a good look at the carnage. Or it can refer to anyone who makes a show out of looking at something.
http://www.neatorama.com/2010/08/27/pallas-cat-cubs-at-12-weeks/
http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/60914
http://www.neatorama.com/2006/06/16/we-should-like-stop-saying-like/