Rebecca is a writer, speaker, YouTube personality, and unrepentant science nerd. In addition to founding and continuing to run Skepchick, she hosts Quiz-o-Tron, a monthly science-themed quiz show and podcast that pits comedians against nerds. There is an asteroid named in her honor.
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You are warning people to not date scientists? Doesnt that normally take care of itself? Or does science nerd / marching band / Trekkie combine into some inexplicable Sex God alchemy?
Um, I believe at the “flaming through the sky stage” it’s a metor.
[no formal astronomy education, distant memory of classifications from something:]
meteoroid = hurtling through space
metor = decending through atmosphere, leaving trail of super-heated gasses
meteorite = chunk of rock that has smacked down.
Why yes, I am married, why do you ask? She’s an English weenie; she studies the discovery of Old English during the 16th century.
I assume this is supposed to be string-theorist Brian Greene trying to pick up Rebecca Watson. But the REAL Rebecca would have identified the meteor right.
My beloved astronomy textbook* agrees with Craig @2 that the flaming through the sky bit of that rock’s career is called a meteor. The meteorite is the part remaining after it crashes through your bedroom roof while you’re tied spreadeagled to the bed while wearing a clown costume, killing you in an amusing, unlikely, and newsworthy, but still fatal, sort of way.
And this is why I would totally date a scientist, or any other sort of nerd: because in this scenario, I would either die kissing somebody, or arguing geekily technical points with them, or laughing at our mutual geekiness. And really, any of those are a good way to die.
*Horizons, 9th ed. 2006. Seeds, Michael A. Awesome textbook, and it comes with a cd of extra material that features the Bad Astronomer himself. Man, I loved that class. Better than a whole hippy’s worth of acid for blowing your mind, astronomy is.
You are warning people to not date scientists? Doesnt that normally take care of itself? Or does science nerd / marching band / Trekkie combine into some inexplicable Sex God alchemy?
Um, I believe at the “flaming through the sky stage” it’s a metor.
[no formal astronomy education, distant memory of classifications from something:]
meteoroid = hurtling through space
metor = decending through atmosphere, leaving trail of super-heated gasses
meteorite = chunk of rock that has smacked down.
Why yes, I am married, why do you ask? She’s an English weenie; she studies the discovery of Old English during the 16th century.
@Craig:
Why don’t you give the girl a break? She has some douche trying to kiss her and an asteroid flying at her head!
@Elyse: Look’s like two guys to me. In fact it looks like an older man and a younger dude with slightly longer hair.
@russellsugden:
LEAVE JOHN LENNON ALONE!
@russellsugden:
It also looks like the older man is shaking the younger dude; probably for spending too much time locked in the bathroom.
@Sam Ogden:
Old guy: Where did you learn that?
Young dude: From you! I learned it from watching you, all right?!?!
I assume this is supposed to be string-theorist Brian Greene trying to pick up Rebecca Watson. But the REAL Rebecca would have identified the meteor right.
(I often sacrifice grammer for the sake of pun.)
I dunno…from what I hear, Zach was pretty dang excited about meeting Phil :). But he’s taken, so that may stop him from asking Phil out.
Well, at Comic Con Zach and I never got to this point in our relationship. BAM!
I dunno…Kelly told me something different about that encounter ;).
@Sam Ogden: “Parents who misuse astronomical terms end up with kids who misuse astronomical terms.”
The wanna be kisser just made an asteroidian slip.
@doctoratlantis: That pun could have been meatier.
@Skepotter: or did you mean meteor. (Oy… I will now prepare for my flogging.)
My beloved astronomy textbook* agrees with Craig @2 that the flaming through the sky bit of that rock’s career is called a meteor. The meteorite is the part remaining after it crashes through your bedroom roof while you’re tied spreadeagled to the bed while wearing a clown costume, killing you in an amusing, unlikely, and newsworthy, but still fatal, sort of way.
And this is why I would totally date a scientist, or any other sort of nerd: because in this scenario, I would either die kissing somebody, or arguing geekily technical points with them, or laughing at our mutual geekiness. And really, any of those are a good way to die.
*Horizons, 9th ed. 2006. Seeds, Michael A. Awesome textbook, and it comes with a cd of extra material that features the Bad Astronomer himself. Man, I loved that class. Better than a whole hippy’s worth of acid for blowing your mind, astronomy is.
It’s a meteor…….ite.