I once spent two hours on my hands and knees carefully picking up little beads of mercury off my son's floor after he broke a thermometer so that he wouldn't get brain damage. (It required using a flashlight to find the tiny beads and then coaxing them onto the sticky side of duct tape). Now this guy's just throwing cannon balls into a vat of it.
via (kottke)
via (kottke)




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