So it's almost Valentine's Day, that schmaltzy holiday dedicated to commercializing love. I was sent a list of science-themed Valentine's Day cards, and I was shocked and disappointed. They're all freakin' physicists! Physicists know nothing of love; they're like atheists that way. Come on, Herophilus, Erasistratus, Galen, Avicenna, Servetus, Harvey…they're obvious.
Oh, all right, physicists are all dorks anyway. Go ahead and get your beloved a goofy card with some math nerd on it. I'll go down to the butcher shop and get mine a token she won't soon forget.
Sure, I know the meaning of love. It's muscular. It's alive. It throbs. And it's full of blood.
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No, not me. Not literally, anyway-- I'm quite happy with my current family.
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1936 - Radium E becomes the first radioactive element to be made synthetically.
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1855 - Clinton Hart Merriam, American ornithologist
A wag of my finger at the Corporate Masters, for their new article about traffic jams, with the subhead "For particle physicists who study phase transitions, a traffic jam is simply a solid made up of idling cars." In the body o