In and Out
I'm really going to try to get in and out today. First off, I heard
from Black Lawrence, so I don't need help contacting them.
I spent a small part of the day following a link from Henry's
blog to article about from by
Lee Smolin, who is
variously a nice guy, noted astrophysicist and self-promoting
anti-string-theory nutcase, take your pick. Simon cleared up a few
questions I had about black holes and singularities, which led me to the
Black Hole Quiz.
There are questions like: "You hover just above the horizon of a black hole,
dangling an immensely strong fishing line. You dip the line through the horizon.
What happens?
"
The Goulash au Blanc? WAY too much caraway. I ended up dumping more
paprika in and smoothing everything out with sour cream. What were those
Hungarians thinking? It's also tonight's supper, but I've poured some nice
red French wine in, a couple of quartered red potatoes, and I'm sure sour cream
will make its way into the mélange at some point.
Meanwhile, I have more cleaning to do before Sweet Junie shows up. It's a
bitch being single and maidless.
See you tomorrow.