It’s like baby photos… I look like a chipmunk.
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ALTi can’t decide if this is the single coolest girl in the world for making danger her middle name or the silliest for not seeing the raw power of “millipede danger” which is the greatest name i have ever heard
This is the funniest email I have ever received from a professor
also most considerate
#i like to think data took him all the way to the brig tossed him in and left#and then came back 60 seconds later and was like ‘i believe i have successfully played a ‘practical joke’ on you :)’#riker loses it & claps him on the back like ‘wow. good job u rly had me going. dont ever fucking do that again’
Perfect.
Actually it’s 73 seconds. Data, knowing something of how human minds work, estimates that Riker will give him 60 seconds to come back (because humans prefer “round numbers”, however arbitrary the units). After 60 seconds it will take 4 seconds for Riker to fully process the conclusion that Data is, in fact, not coming back after all, and an additional 9 seconds to build to the optimum level of anxiety.
After all, comedy is timing.
Life path unlocked. He’s a scientist now.
If your dad is telling you in great detail about something he’s passionate about, you’re going to be hooked even if you don’t understand a word.
So now I have to deliver a quiet lecture on the Standard Model every night. He loves lists of things, like all the streets home from daycare, or the train stations between here and Central, so he loves hearing the list of leptons and quarks and bosons.
Anyway, I made this poster for him, based on the CPEP ones we used to have at uni .
Alas I ran out of room for antimatter, colour charge and confinement, but hey, maybe there can be a second poster later.
It’s funny though — on the surface of it, it seems like it must be far too advanced for a 3yo. But when you think about it, quarks and leptons are no more or less real to him than, say, dinosaurs or planets, and he loves those too. And he recognises the letters on the particles.
I am absolutely overwhelmed by the kind and sweet things people are saying about this, thanks everyone ❤️
Addendum: he has really grasped onto the “everything is made of atoms” part of this, so tonight he listed just about every object he could think of and asked if it was made of atoms.
“And my bed?”
Yes, and your bed.
“And that wall?”
Yep.
“And the armchair?”
Yes, the armchair too.
…
…
“And… the book case?”
Y—
“And my home?”
Yep, the whole apartment block.
“And your home? Oh wait, your home is my home.”
Haha, it is.
…
…
“But is it made of atoms?”
Yep.
“And… [best friend]’s home?”
Yes, it is. And [other friend]’s home, and [third friend]’s home.
“Is [yet another friend]’s home?”
Update from the other night:
“Is my… is… [extremely long pause] is my atoms poster made up of atoms?”
—Yes! Yes it is.
I have never heard such a contemplative silence. I think the next poster will have to be on the philosophy of referential language.
Update from this morning: after listing everything in sight (mummy? daddy? fridge? milk? cereal? table? etc.) he asks “is [baby sister] made up of atoms?”
yep!
*runs over to her on the floor*
*puts face up real close to hers*
“HI! YOU’RE MADE UP OF LOTS OF ATOMS! DID YOU KNOW?”
@radioactivepeasant @themagdalenwriting @iusedtohaveanaccount
“HI! YOU’RE MADE UP OF LOTS OF ATOMS! DID YOU KNOW?”
This is so pure and good.
Doing research today, particularly focusing on old Colorado legends, and I found a story about a woman nicknamed Rattlesnake Kate. Apparently she killed 140 rattlers in a day, a good portion using a metal “No Hunting” sign when she ran out of bullets. She then proceeded to skin them and turn them into a dress. Later she opened a snake farm.
Given that I found this story in one of those questionably researched, self-published books you find in roadside gift shops, I figured it had to be a little oversold, right? So off to the internet I went and. Nope. Not oversold. There’s pictures. The dress is now in a museum.
damn, girl made a necklace to go with it, she knows how to accessorize
Saw this post a while back and realised, wait. I’m in Colorado. And today I had the time to drive up to Greeley to see it.
Not only did she make the dress, but she also made a headband with 37 rattles on it, and covered the shoes with snakeskin and rattles, so it all matches.
The museum also has the gun she used, although not the “No Hunting” sign.
She’s buried in nearby Platteville, under the name “Rattlesnake Kate”, by her request.
In Jan 2022, the Denver Center for Performing Arts premiered a musical about Rattlesnake Kate composed by Neyla Pakarek, who used to sing in the Illumineers
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W7aTiy0d_WA
