COMING SOON

Oh hi my dearest English reading-speaking-thinking-hearing visitor, I've got some news for ya, news that'll make your day/night (according to the hour you get in here) not at all different from what it is at the moment ('cause it's just something about this lousy blog): new posts/podcast's episodes are coming soon!
Ciaz
SM & the gang


PS
If you're into gossip and wanna know something 'bout how things are going between Gnagnamantus Krosfazt and the giant squid, well, I can tell ya that the couple went through some rough times 'cause the squid apparently had a steamy on-line relationship  with a middle aged Australian octopus, and then some nudity leaked on the net from the octopus' phone, Gnagnamantus' friends told to it, big confrontation, a looot of tangerines shed (Gnagnamantus' tears are juicy tangerines, you know, multiverse's a big odd place) then an "incident" with sleep pills occurred to the squid, ER, defibrillation, recovery and final reconciliation.
Now they're seeing twice a week the left Lincoln's nostril on Mount Rushmore National Memorial, which apparently's the present hot stuff when it comes to therapists for couples.
Anyway, fingers crossed, but the worst should be behind 'em now.

UPDATE

Heeeeello dear English reading-speaking-thinking visitors! How are you? It's been a while since our last appearance as manifestations of funny and accurate science tales! "Why?" you're asking yourselves (or not, maybe you're just here as the unfortunate consequence of a spasm of your fingers due to the extremely abundant dose of caffeine you drank this morning from a ginseng-coated mug to overcome a massive Friday/Saturday night/s hangover/s)? Weeell, we could say we've been very busy lately, or that we were on the run 'cause a mysterious force that called itself "Gnagnamantus Krosfazt" and looked exactly like a Barbary ape in pink shorts with a questionable taste for vests has been chasing us for months while screaming "I'm gonna catch y'all and bake your virtual asses!" for apparently no reasons but an irrepressible acid reflux induced delirium, oooor that a giant squid broke into our url and ate all the candy so we have been so sad ever since that we couldn't even remotely think to fight our collective lack of brains once again and try to render a science paper into a post/podcast episode...
But it's just that we're lazy.
Ciaz!
SM & the gang


PS
Gnagnamantus Krosfazt and the giant squid now are engaged and happily live in a cozy hyper-looped dimension of the third universe on the left of this multiverse of yours (and maybe ours). Just to give you some gossip... Ok, ok, it's not science, but it's something anyway, no? No? No eh?! Right, lame try...

PODCAST 5: THE (AUDIO) PROMO!

 An (audio) promo - for SM's next podcast - that is as sensible as a pizza topped with pineapples and würstels (yeah yeah, I know it exists and yet, J'ACCUSE!)

The text in Eng?ish

Oooh-oh hallo dear English thinking-speaking-hearing listener, welcome back to me sciencemug the blog that speaks about science, fights for the right of the coconuts to be equipped with working parachutes in order to soften their landings, and that, incidentally, sews your “Charlie Brown-meets-a snail on meths” Halloween costume in that cold dark damp little space under your stairs, and which does all of this in Eng?ish, that is English-question mark, a language that is to proper English what an oxidised and partially shrunken half lime is to an incredible one month all inclusive free holiday in a 7 stars resort of the Caribbeans.

Anyway, I am sciencemug, the blog, but the annoying voice you’re hearing is that of the dumb human I control via a wireless-voodoo trick, aaand this is the promo of my next podcast, the number 5, which will be: or about the spooky global conspiracy behind the dawns and sunsets, or about the unsettling mystery of the eggshells that are constantly found wrapping the egg’s yolks in Nevada and in other glorious states and nations of the free world, or about the horrifying dystopian prediction of a future when people will walk around without constantly staring at their smartphones!
Ooor, maybe my next podcast will deal with a scientific topic.
Who knows!

Take care buddies, I’ll get back to y’all soon!

LAVORI IN CORSO - FIRST POST

Scroll down for the Eng?ish version

Bentrovato amico webnauta che sei giunto su 'sciencemug', dove la scienza è raccontata a iosa e le risa abbondano come i metri di pelle sul giro vita di un lottatore di sumo particolarmente pigro e ghiotto di cannoli alla crema e fonduta. Io sono 'Post il Primo da sciencemug'. Lo so, lo so, suona oltremodo pomposo, ma non ci posso fare niente, 'Post il Primo da sciencemug' non è solo il mio nome, è il mio fato, il mio destino, la mia missione. E' quello che sono... - A questo punto, amico webnauta, immagina una musica sinfonica struggente e immagina che un malizioso soffio di vento mi smuova tutte le vocali e, visto che ormai ci sei, immagina che allora io, con le vocali al vento appunto e anche con le popò di consonanti di cui modestamente sono dotato, sia davvero davvero seducente e accattivante e tu non sappia resistermi e così ti FEEDdi di me (ahah ho fatto la battuta ho fatto, FEED-Fidi-FEEDdi-, ahahaheeeeh... ma dove lo trovi un altro Post così, eh? Dove? No, sul serio amico webnauta, se lo sai dimmelo per favore che lo cerco subito perché a star qui da solo mi son già rotto un po' le balle).
Comunque, amico webnauta, io non sono un Post tronfio e pomposo, no, io servo umilmente il Blog mio Signore. E il Blog mio Signore dice che la triste mia solitudine finirà a breve, quando arriveranno tanti divertenti e intriganti fratelli Post di scienza a popolare 'sciencemug'.
Torna, amico webnauta, non te ne pentirai (o magari sì ma a quel punto sarà troppo tardi perché sarai già stato ipnotizzato dal messaggio subliminale presente in  me e che si può rilevare solo leggendo al contrario il mio testo... buahahahahahahaha... 'sso diabbollicco...).
!anroooT... atuanbew ocima, anroooT !anroooT

In fede

PiPs

PiPs (by sciencemug)

PiPs in Eng?ish

My name's PiPs. PiPs is an acronym which makes sense only if you speak Italian. If you speak English (or think in it, or read it), well, PiPs is just another weird meaningless name. On the other hand, dear English speaking-thinking-reading web-visitor, I'm just a post of a lousy blog, so it's kinda normal my name's weird compared to yours, don't you think (unless, of course, YOUR name is Marjaksist the Third, in this case: HAHAHAAH, YOUR NAME IS MORE RIDICULOUS THAN SPIELBERG'S 'WAR OF THE WORLDS' REMAKE FINALE...)? Anyway, dear English speaking-thinking-reading curious web-visitor, to be precise I didn't pick my name, actually nobody did. It's just the name the first post of this cheap blog had to have. Now now, at the moment you are reading my Eng?ish version since you can't understand my italian alter ego, right? So I could go on and on forever and you still wouldn't have the slightest idea of what the acronym PiPs means. So I could persuade the italian trust of the Italian Teachers of the Universe (the almighty, iper-powerfull 'ITU'*) to hire me and pay me big money not to unveil the english equivalent of my italian name. This, in fact, would no doubt skyrocket the number of their clients, for I can barely imagine how many of you billions of non-italian web-users now desperately want to learn Italian to overcome the breathtaking frustration of not understanding my acronym-name's meaning...

So, dear non-italian speaking web-visitors, since I want to get rich live the life and enjoy the company of many sexy posts from many sexy URLs, well, I'm not saying you anything 'bout my name untill the ITU makes its move and I cut a great deal. 

Till next time, then!

*If you are now googling (or yahooing, or binging of wathevering) 'ITU', well, you're officially sick. And my number two hero (number one is a dude in Martinica who can make real horses out of already chewed bubblegums)... Haha! Marjaksist III, so ridiculous... Hahaha!

PiPs