Stayed in this bothy once. It was supposed to be haunted by the ghost of some girl murdered there. It was a helluva creepy place in the pitch black. There was always this sense of "something" there that made your hairs stand up. I took the picture as we were leaving. The others didnt even want to look back at the place. I swear i could see something in the window. Even the picture creeps me out..
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Scientists only accept science.
You seem to be so sure of yoruself. The irony is, no scientist would ever have as much confidence in their understanding of the universe as that which you appear to profess.
Take the scientists who make great boasts about the accuracy and precision of their experiments and theoretical predictions - they say things like "We've measured this phenomena to an accuracy equivalent to measuring the distance between New York and LA to within the width of a human hair" and all I hear is "We're brilliant at predicting this stuff, and yet we [i]still[/i] can't say it's fact! No one knows whether the next decimal place will disprove our theories!"
These are people who are 99.99993% certain, based on the combined works of thousands of others, and yet still have discipline which prevents them from saying things are 'fact'.
It doesn't really compare with 'I just [i]knew[/i] it'.
And nothing you say ever will, except that which you can measure to 99.99994% accuracy.
(disclaimer: I don't know anything)
Nope, non-believer here, but in my years on this planet i have had one thing which the scientist in me couldn't explain and that was when i was cooking in the kitchen of a previous house and a glass of water i had put on the kitchen table suddently just slid off the table and smashed against a cupboard door.
Spent the last 15 years trying to figure that one out to no avail.
was it in a tumbler?
I don't believe in ghosts, but I hope my dog comes back to say goodbye when he expires. I love that dog.
Here's one way that could happen - an impromptu air bearing.
If the tumblr had a depression in it's base, and if the surface was either very smooth or had a little water on, then it's possible for the trapped air to suspend the glass with VERY low friction, so either a breath of wind, or a very very small un-levelness of the surface would send it scooting off.
The interesting bit is if [for example, other ways this could happen are possible too] the contents were warmer than the tumbler, it might take a few seconds for the pressure to be generated, so you could put it down, mind your own business, and then [i]later [/i]see it suddenly scoot off and smash.
Sometimes near the end of a ride with my mate on fridays we approach a public house and then suddenly my memory jumps to riding away from the pub but my wallet is lacking a £10 note, very spooky, my wife doesn't agree.
gofasterstripes, that was my hypothesis too and one i am sticking too as i have seen this before but in very slow motion, the part i can't rationlise is for this process to give the glass enough speed to strike a cupboard approx 1.5metres from the table.
Love the tumbler joke!
I once watched the documentary Beetlejuice.
