This is the short and the long of it . . . William Shakespeare
Jim and I were once again in the kitchen where physics is so often under discussion. Maybe because that’s where we keep the wine. “I bought two books, “Alice in Quantumland” and “The Wizard of Quarks” I said. “And I read a little bit about string theory.” “But?” he asked”. “BUT I DON’T GET IT!” [...]
When I die, I’m taking Google with me and the rest of you are on your own. If I can’t live without it I probably can’t be dead without it either. The library is still my lover, but Google is my mistress, my mommy, my best friend forever. Enjoy it while you can because I’m [...]
Lucy is possessed by a magnificent obsession. She makes pyrotechnics for Burning Man. Marlene and I would never have discovered her if she had lived anywhere else in Santa Cruz but on the way to Marlene’s from my house. For months we had seen a strange and wonderful contraption parked on the street and we [...]
A voice of doom bellowed from the speaker beside the old wooden door, “Who goes there?” I stood in the shadows outside the door, closed in by the over hanging branches of the trees. I babbled in French that it was Marie Antoinette and I was buzzed in, Marlene, Mary and John not far behind. [...]
Just when I think I’m smart something happens. We were cooking together and I started to put two pieces of bread into the toaster but Jim had gotten there first. I said, “Oh. Here we have some physics. Two objects can’t occupy the same space.” I was terribly proud of myself, having lived so long [...]
I can’t remember which flight this was on. After eight flights back and forth across the country through four airports I had a bad case of passenger seat. On the final leg I had been evacuated from my hotel at four o’clock in the morning. I pack light and I had checked out the night [...]
“What’s my drill doing in the trash?” my husband asked. The look on his Man Face alerted me to the fact that he was desperately searching for a reason he might likely understand. And he was holding his drill as though it was a priceless work of art, in two hands. My problem with having [...]
We live in a bubble somewhere?! I don’t even know where. Since I find that idea so disturbing and since I don’t understand warped geometry, I decided to let the children help tell this story. Why not? They don’t get it either so we make a great team, ignorant but artistic.
We rented an Indie film entitled “Art School Confidential”. Since I went to art school albeit briefly and Jim went into the sciences, I was his technical support throughout the evening. “That doesn’t really happen, does it?” he asked while watching the group critique of student works. “Oh, I’ve seen much worse,” I replied. “There [...]
When I got home from Minnesota flush with having won a game of poker by mistake and having had great success at making scones, I decided to make Jim scones and tea, with Devon clotted cream. I looked everywhere on my side of town for the clotted cream and I was having no luck finding [...]
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