I posted this silliness on the web this morning after I found it. Felt good to me.
MISSING SOCK FOUND, NEXT STEP GRAVITATIONAL WAVES:
I found it. I found it. Well, at least one of them. My missing sock hidden in the sleeve of a shirt that I'd folded and placed in the drawer. No cat to blame or mini-black hole in my house, it was there all the time,
within an arm's reach.
What to do next after solving this MAJOR conundrum. The Big Bang Theory of course and the "search" for gravitational waves. If I can located one missing sock, what's a few waves or whatever in deep space.
A call to Stephen Hawking is next on the agenda."
Computer model of the gravitational waves coming from the collision of two black holes.
Image: MPI for Gravitational Physics/W.Benger-ZIB
Had a blast from the past as I walked Dancer tonight on the quiet streets of our
neighborhood. It's the chilling feel of air into your nostrils that begins to freeze the
moisture in your nostrils. I felt it most on the stretch leg from Sheridan Square to
Limestone Gardens via Nicholby Drive, which essentially circles the two neighborhoods
barring the section that it becomes Pickwick Drive in LG from Pecksniff to Limestone
Road.
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