Wilshire@lemmy.world to Technology@lemmy.worldEnglish · 1 year agoMeet ‘goldene’: this gilded cousin of graphene is also one atom thickwww.nature.comexternal-linkmessage-square12fedilinkarrow-up1170arrow-down13
arrow-up1167arrow-down1external-linkMeet ‘goldene’: this gilded cousin of graphene is also one atom thickwww.nature.comWilshire@lemmy.world to Technology@lemmy.worldEnglish · 1 year agomessage-square12fedilink
minus-squareTwinkletoes@lemm.eelinkfedilinkEnglisharrow-up54arrow-down1·1 year agoGoldene, goldene, goldeeeeene…
minus-squarehavokdj@lemmy.worldlinkfedilinkEnglisharrow-up16arrow-down1·1 year agoPlease don’t take my pencils from me Goldene
minus-squareMr_Dr_Oink@lemmy.worldlinkfedilinkEnglisharrow-up3arrow-down3·1 year agoIm not sure they were making was a dolly parton reference, and im not sure your joke matches up with any of the lyrics from the song either. I dont know how to feel.
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minus-squarehavokdj@lemmy.worldlinkfedilinkEnglisharrow-up4arrow-down1·1 year agoI was baaaaarely sentient this morning lol, looking back on it I don’t think so either.
minus-squareMr_Dr_Oink@lemmy.worldlinkfedilinkEnglisharrow-up2·1 year agoHa! Barely sentient. I’m definitely gonna start saying that.
minus-squarebradorsomething@ttrpg.networklinkfedilinkEnglisharrow-up2·edit-21 year agoYour beauty is beyond compare When shaped to crowns the people stare With glowing luster their jealous eyes grow green You’re malleable into fine leaf Yet form into yet thinner sheets And I cannot compete with you, Goldene
Goldene, goldene, goldeeeeene…
Please don’t take my pencils from me Goldene
Im not sure they were making was a dolly parton reference, and im not sure your joke matches up with any of the lyrics from the song either.
I dont know how to feel.
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I was baaaaarely sentient this morning lol, looking back on it I don’t think so either.
Ha! Barely sentient. I’m definitely gonna start saying that.
Your beauty is beyond compare
When shaped to crowns the people stare
With glowing luster their jealous eyes grow green
You’re malleable into fine leaf
Yet form into yet thinner sheets
And I cannot compete with you, Goldene