IUPAC Choice

Nothing gets a chemist's heart racing like that moment before phenolphthalein turns pink. Resting heart rate? Normal. Exercise? Slightly elevated. But watching that acid-base titration reach its endpoint? Pure cardiac chaos. The anticipation of hitting that perfect pH 8.2 sweet spot is apparently more thrilling than any marathon. Pro tip: if your lab partner needs CPR during titration, they're either having a heart attack or they're just really, really into analytical chemistry.

The scientific hierarchy complex in one perfect comic! Mathematicians casually existing in their abstract realm while everyone else squabbles about which discipline is more "pure." Physics majors thinking they're the pinnacle of applied science, chemists feeling superior to biologists, and poor sociologists at the far end getting roasted as "applied psychology." The academic superiority complex is strong with this one! Meanwhile, mathematicians are off in their own universe of pure abstraction, blissfully unaware that the rest of science even exists. As someone who survived undergrad physics, I can confirm this hierarchy is discussed with deadly seriousness in department lounges everywhere.

The periodic table just had a nuclear family reunion and created the spiciest taco known to science! This hexagonal arrangement of radioactive elements (Be, Ra, Ac, Th, U, Np, Pu, Am) is basically the chemical equivalent of licking a ghost pepper while standing in a reactor core. The title "Dear God It's Spicy" is perfect because if you actually assembled this collection of radioactive elements, "spicy" would be the understatement of the century. Your Geiger counter wouldn't just click—it would scream and run away! Chemistry's version of "playing with fire" except the fire is invisible and gives you superpowers (not the good kind).

The sudden spike in Holmium searches is every chemistry teacher's October triumph! That massive graph jump perfectly captures what happens when thousands of students simultaneously panic-Google "Ho" (element 67) right before their periodic table quiz. Chemistry teachers everywhere are nodding knowingly while sipping from their beaker-shaped mugs. The element isn't suddenly crucial for renewable energy or featured in a TikTok trend—just caught in the crossfire of midterm season. Poor Holmium, a rare earth element minding its own business, suddenly thrust into search engine fame for exactly one week before returning to periodic table obscurity.

RADIOACTIVE ROMANCE at its finest! Marie Curie's Christmas wishlist consisted of exactly ONE element – uranium (U) – because nothing says "holiday cheer" like discovering new radioactive elements in your basement lab! The woman literally GLOWED with excitement about her research (possibly literally, given all that radiation exposure). While other Victorian ladies wanted jewelry or fancy hats, Marie was out here revolutionizing physics and chemistry simultaneously. Talk about relationship goals – her husband Pierre was totally cool with her asking Santa for deadly substances. The ultimate power couple didn't need mistletoe when they had shared Nobel Prizes!

The eternal battle between engineers and chemists captured in one beautiful moment. On the left, the practical engineer sees a simple diode symbol - a functional electronic component that lets current flow in one direction. On the right, the pretentious chemist sees the same lines as 1,1-dimethyl cyclopropane - a carbon ring structure with two methyl groups. Same drawing, completely different worlds. This is why interdisciplinary meetings take five hours and accomplish nothing.