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Why I like science
It has been a fairly busy and stressful week or so since I last gave an update. Not a lot of any particular interest has happened, although I am working on a fellowship application. For those who don't know, a fellowship is kind of like a job application, except that you also have to do a detailed job description as well. Given that it is the first application I am writing, it is quite stressful and a little scary, but I'll get through it. Or not. If I don't get it, it isn't the end of the world.
Also, a look at my calendar revealed that the camera I'm using for my equipment is due back soon. This came as a little bit of a shock, as it had slipped my mind that it is only on loan. About one hundred experiments (each repeated five times) later, and I have probably got good value from the time I have had it.
Today was quite an exciting day though. I was working with some materials with some quite interesting behaviours, and I have the feeling that some of the things I saw today are things that haven't been seen before. This is quite exciting, and if I can make sense of it could have some good, interesting ramifications. This is why I like science.
Besides that, more househunting. More on that when we are successful.
I suppose that if I'm not gonna write a lot about what I'm do, as usual, I can pad the post out with a story:
Another world, another time . . . in the age of wonder.
A thousand days ago, this life was green and good until the Kettle cracked. For a single piece was lost, a shard of the Kettle. Then strife began and two new races appeared: the cruel Skeksis, the gentle
Here in the department of the Kettle, the Skeksis took control.
Now the Skeksis gather in the sacred
The Dark Kettle
But today, the ceremony of morning tea gives no comfort. Today, a manager lies dying. Today, a new manager must seize the office.
A thousand days ago, the Kettle cracked. And here, far from the department, the race of academics came to live in a dream of science.
Ok, you get the point. Cut a long story short: Jen is a postgrad who's supervisor can't find anything more important for him to do than try to fix the kettle so that the bureaucrats and administrators would get off his back and let him do some work rather than filling in endless paper trails and spending $100 worth of Skesis-power to buy a 20c pen.
Jen believes he is the last postgrad in the department, all the others having been removed by cost-cutting measures, until he meets Kira who is written into the story to conveniently make up for all of Jen's shortcomings, for moral support, and to try to make the story appeal to girls as well as boys.
Jen finds the broken piece of the kettle while
I could work the bulbous Podlings into the story as undergrads, even pushing the analogy of them being distilled for their money to keep the bureaucracy going. But I'm not going to.
Anyway, after lots of implausible events where Jen and Kira miraculously escape capture and/or death or even worse - having to fill out forms and do more paperwork, they
What? You want a happy ending? Watch the movie.
My favourite procrastinations
The Head Heeb - Jonathan provides a balanced view on various Israeli and (former) colonial states in less developed regions of the world.
The Bladder - a sports satire site. Well worth a look.