So, wow — there were more than 90 psychic guesses from people hoping to win the grand prize of taking me out on a date (or alternately, if the winner was too far from Boston or just not that into me, he or she could just mail me a sandwich and a milkshake). There were a multitude of ways for people to figure out the item, including remote viewing, seeing into the future when I opened the lid... »
The second foray into YouTubia. Music by George Hrab, inspiration by imrational. Click, comment, rate highly, enjoy! »
Today when I was poking around in Borders because I’ve been feeling a little cabin fever after being snowed in by 2 big storms, I saw a book called Sasquatch: Legend Meets Science by Jeff Meldrum. It was in the science section, near my favorite shelf of biology books. I love this aisle of Borders but am sad to say that I might be the only one, because I’ve only seen another person look... »
I just read an intriguing article from the New York Times called What’s Wrong With Cinderella?, written by Peggy Orenstein, a feminist mother struggling with a daughter who is drawn to all the pink, frilly, girly stereotypes once considered damaging to a young girl’s psyche. It’s a well-balanced piece illustrating the struggle I think most of us go through when trying to figure o... »
My link to the cool picture of ALH84001 didn’t show up in the last entry. I’m still figuring out the quirks of this software, I guess. Hope the image shows up below here. If not, check out this link. »
There is nothing better than having an empty museum all to yourself. If I ever become wealthy, I think that I’ll rent out the great museums of the world at odd hours so that I can quietly appreciate them. Or maybe I’ll just hone my burglary skills and sneak it at night. I’m not interested in stealing anything, just enjoying the richness of the exhibits without all the lines, tour... »
Last Saturday, I met up with my favorite skepchick Rebecca and we took the train north of Boston to meet up with some friends for a Newtonmas Party hosted by a skeptic friend of ours. On the way out the door, I grabbed some light reading for the way as I wasn’t sure Rebecca and I would end up on the same train. Fortunately, Rebecca and I did meet up and ended up gossiping on the way. Rebecca... »
As an undergraduate, I often selected my courses for the next semester somewhat arbitrarily from the course catalog based on the distributive requirements they filled and, most importantly, on their snazzy titles and two-sentence decsriptions. One of the beauties of attending a liberal arts school is that you can take random classes such as “Phallic Symbols in Ancient Greece” or “... »
