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Just hanging out at America’s last particle collider. No big.

dreamofthedragon:

The corrugated steel wall of an atom smasher.

Justin captures the strange industrial feeling of this place pretty perfectly. Every detail here still feels fascinating to me. I hope I never lose the feeling of wanting to pay attention to the literal nuts and bolts of Brookhaven.

Messages from a Time-Traveling Physicist

Justin and I had this weird exchange this morning. Sometimes working at the Lab is just the strangest:

Justin: I got a series of emails this morning from a Russian physicist, entirely in Russian, with 21 attachments of article scans. I can’t know what it means.

Chels: The only thing I can think is that a Russian dude who works/worked here got published? In Russia?

Justin: Yeah, but all the documents appear to be from 2005. I’ll never know.

Chels: Oh yeah. Maybe he’s a time traveler? Trying desperately to tell you something before he has to go back to 2005.

We’re pretty sure that’s what’s going on here. At least the cover of the journal is cool looking, right?

Well, I found the button that controls Bliss at Brookhaven. There’s one right next to it for Stress. The Light Source might control us all.

garyschroeder:

Got some snow last night.

The Lab looks especially gorgeous in the snow.

The holiday spirit has taken over the conference room. I work with some of the most generous people in the world.

It looks like Narnia at the Lab today.

“Newer model cars” in 1947.

We broke out some of the old newsletters from Brookhaven’s archives this morning. That grinning pipe-smoker was the Lab’s first director, and he’s one of my favorite people from back in the day. Just look at that smirk.