Moth’s eye, 10x.
My S.O. recently completed an amazing paper on Hooke’s Micrographia and wanted to obtain some first hand experience with a microscope. We were able to find a dead moth (after first wrestling with a live moth and realizing we lacked the desire to kill for science) and took a few pictures.
Red Rock. Mountain View continues to be spiffy.
Cruel nature, exceptional album
Mountain View for a catch up on recent plasmonic literature.
There is an interview about this song on pitchfork, but I think the video stands alone just fine.
Becoming a better person one prick at a time.
I cannot acquire this CD quickly enough.
This is where we are as a culture.
Since I am no longer on Facebook, I will now post the occasional youtube clip to tumblr. You’re welcome. Yes, I am being sarcastic.
Laser path. Now if only it worked.
Single Crystal Engine
Our fathers perfected the single crystal engine
in the few hours each day not spent shaving
as tribute to the steam eclipsed gods they mirrored
and whose cheeks like polished bronze shields
reflected the advances of copper-topped foes.
They seasoned their morning eggs with arsenic
and cooked all their meals in doorless microwaves,
illuminated by arcs of plasma that wavered and danced
on utensils and drawer knobs throughout the room
all under the plume of boiling countertop orange juice.
If they ever slept,
it must have been in the passing lane.
Fish who toggle brains to keep from drowning
between the accelerator and brake.
(The very world they were best suited for.)
In bars they performed impressions of their upbringing
long hidden drawls of mothers excavated with the tenderest of care
and reverence that would float ghosts to the surfaces
of crystal clear liquids and long dry tumblers
immaculately stainless and print-free.
Labeled as a “ceremonial digging board” but clearly a center board for an Andean raft, this gem is on display in the Berkeley anthropology museum. I need to send an email to the curator about how she labels things.
I went to SFMoMA last weekend, but it is wrong to post other’s art, so here is some colorful science.
As nice as it is to have an office, It is hard to beat this.
I went skiing in Tahoe, although I never looked as cool as this stranger.
