I love Easter. I love it so, so much. I love submitting myself to the discipline of Holy Week, and then letting loose with joy on Sunday. I love the music. I love the way my church reverberates when packed to the rafters ( Read more... )

I have such a love-hate relationship with Big Bang Theory. The show, not the description of the early universe ( Read more... )

My parents now own two homes, the one they live in and barely see during the week, and the one they love, down the Shore. I'm up at the north house now, riding out the storm, but we spent Christmas down at the shore house. On Christmas Eve, I commented to my parents that I had figured out what their life down the Shore is like now: it's like being ( Read more... )

I am feeling so whiny right now. My detector has developed unexplained phenomena. Our radioactive source has not arrived. My colleagues are driving me bugfuck nuts. I would rather be beaten for five minutes with a 2x4 than endure another phone meeting. Hell, besides consisting of waiting for the 55 at the Red Line, will consist of an endless phone ( Read more... )

The next time I hear someone (and pilots, that includes you) whine about the increased risk of cancer from backscatter machines, I am going to FLIP MY FUCKING SHIT ( Read more... )

Dear Glee,

Just when I am about to give up on you, every time, you pull something like this week's episode. There is so much wrong with you, but I just can't quit.

Love,
Me

I am almost certainly going to go see Unstoppable. It looks terrible....but big fucking trains! I'm a sucker for big fucking trains ( Read more... )

Maria Göppert-Mayer is one of my favorite figures in physics. She's the only other woman than Mme. Curie to win the Nobel Prize in physics, and she won it for something totally awesome: the shell model of nuclear structure. She also managed to do terrific work in the face of some truly awful sexism and nepotism in the 1950s when she worked. (e.g., ( Read more... )

Experiment 1 ( Read more... )

Haven't done this in awhile!

( Taxi Drivers )

Dear England,

I know that you do not have air conditioning. Or summer.

But let's be honest. While your incoming "heat wave" of 31C daytime temperatures achieves something approaching heat, 20C nighttime temperatures are not anywhere near "stifling".

America is laughing at you.

Love,
Me