I pronounce today - discipline crossover day. Did you ever wonder what the cat was thinking?
Law of Truly Large Numbers, Confirmation Bias ... or Acausal Connecting Principle? Although, I haven't completely ruled out typing monkeys yet.
I have resigned myself to the metaphorical reality that my parachute is not going to open. The only question is, should I at least try to enjoy the grotesquely mesmerizing introspective view on the way down. (Me - Pandora's Box)
I honestly think the Universe is now exacting its collective revenge on behalf of all the souls I have tortured. Cool. Here is a fun metaphorically logical pun amid the irony of being the only person in the history of the world with my name.
The reasons are many, but for our species to survive - I think it is obvious that half of us will need to go. I guess we can flip a coin or something?
I got to talk with Gene Kranz after attending a speech he gave in Houston. If you wonder what someone is thinking? Ask! It's not ... ugh. I need some time in space away from humans. Return and re-entry? Optional.
Eventually quantum entanglement will become a reality. And with it unlimited and instantaneous communication. We can barely handle social media. How will we survive our raw thoughts and emotions?
I am in a very foul, dark mood. So. This. The physics story problems I hated the most? Variations on Superman getting to Lois before she splats. And. Of course. The lame "phunnies" that went with it.
College. Freshman. My world? Falling part. I sat on the floor in my dorm contemplating my future. Physics? Or the Arts? Took J-Term off. Decided. I thought I had more to offer the world as an "artist". The world thought otherwise.
Existence? What is. What is not. All of everything ... is our limited, ignorant interpretation of what we can "see" on the surface of an inanimate cosmological bubble. That does not care if. We are. Or are not.
My struggle? Wanting to believe. But questioning the silence. So. I fill that doubt with faith. And trust there is a reason. With sunrise - I hope. With sunset - I love. Another day, another dream - begets another.
Is it time to resume documenting the end of the great and glorious American Experiment? Yeah. Sounds like a fun time. Until the zombies arrive. To whom I voluntarily surrender my brains. Oh. And. Yay CWRU!
Many of these posts are “proactive” reactions planned in advance. So. Occasionally I have to scramble for a backup cartoon. Because? Reasons. This is what happens when I command my brain to “think of something funny”.
(b) This is the best Halloween "joke" I am in the mood to create. Any zombies want to snack on whatever brain residue can be found inside my skull? I'm sure enough can be scraped from the jar to spread on a few crackers.
More Phun! And Physics! Yes, I know JWST is blocked from seeing the inner planets. Anyway. Not much longer and the phailure can end. Maybe humanity will, too? At least a world without people ... is a world without suffering!
Ohio is the “Birthplace of Aviation” thanks to the Wright Brothers. But. It’s also the home of John Glenn, Neil Armstrong, Jim Lovell, Judy Resnick & 21 more astronauts. THIS? My words for the first step on Mars.
I was originally a Physics major and one of my hobbies is designing lifting body craft. My son used to help me build and test models. Now? He’s working on his Masters Degree in Electrochemical Engineering for Aerospace.
1990. My Calculus professor asked me to help “edit” a rough draft of a textbook by Thomas P. Dick and Charles M. Patton from Oregon State for the National Science Foundation. I never got so many “wrong” answers. The pages? Actual scans.