Justin went to Paris and took lots of pictures of lots of beautiful things, but this is one of my favorites. We chatted:
Chels: Walking on water is forbidden. No messiahs allowed.
Justin: Right?! There’s some genuine concern about the second coming happening very casually in Paris.
He works out.
Proof in GIF form that Icarus lives up to his name. If any dog could jump high enough to touch the sun, it’s Icky.
Just kickin’ back with a beer in the AWESOMEST BEER GLASS EVER. We’re starting a cool new series of public chats in bars featuring Brookhaven scientists. I can’t wait for the first one, next Tuesday. If you’re in the Long Island area, come hang out and talk to physicists who recreate the moments just after the Big Bang at our particle collider. It’s gonna be tons of fun. (I mean, I’ll be there, so it’ll be owsome.)
Do Germans hate the “is there a German word for” meme? Or is it a tribute to the depth and subtlety to their language? I see it as a compliment and maybe a nod to the superiority of complex expression, but the Internet has a tendency to sort of cartoon-ify anything widely beloved, and I imagine it could get old pretty quickly. Like, “No. German does not have a word for the desire you have for pizza when it’s 3 in the morning but you’re too drunk to dial a phone or operate an oven and the disappointment that comes from your own frailty in that moment. No.”
Do I have any German followers who want to enlighten me?
I got a new face mask with charcoal in it and I didn’t realize it would look like I had worked in a coal mine all day until I put it on. This is definitely the creepiest of them all.
Fun little game I play every time I come home after leaving Siena on her own for a few days: Find The Vomit.
Last day at SciO. It’s always good to see this joker.
Talking social media at ScienceOnline and loving it. Joe (itsokaytobesmart.com) led the best session so far.