science is magic that works*

(actually, as we were to learn, we had the 3-D glasses on backwards. instead of looking three-dimensional, wearing the glasses backwards makes everything on the screen look like it has collapsed to a single point.)

My friend Kathryn came a-calling to Cambridge yesterday. We went to the science museum. Whenever I end up on my deathbed, I suspect I will look back over the whole of my life and regret that I did not spend more time in science museums. I did use this particular excursion, though, to make my very first Flickr photoset.

Hanging out with Kathryn is always fun, even though we are very different in my ways. For example, to me, the word "noon" is pronounced with only one syllable. Also, she completely kicked my [slang term for posterior] when we went head-to-head on this "dexterity and coordination" test they had which involved putting little yellow shapes in their proper holes (indeed, she posted the best time of this day, while me, as is typical for cognitive tasks that also require fine motor skills, finished well below the mean).

* From Kurt Vonnegut, Cat's Cradle, and a recurrent signature quote used by Jeremy Freese, inveterate e-mailer and spasmodic technophile.