Convincing the kiddo that the zip line at Cowen Park is fun and not scary.
Convincing the kiddo that the zip line at Cowen Park is fun and not scary.
I think I almost managed to make my senior memories trivially machine parsable as a list of dictionaries of lists without really intending to. Proof of how long my nom de web has been around, and one of the few…
My new Incomparable podcast shirt arrived, so I struck an appropriate pose.
This is my only patriotic colored shirt.
Fremont is even more hipster than Davis Square!
I don’t think my old (ca. 1990) placemat featuring the Periodic Table had anything named past Fermium, plus a smaller set of Ununs. Lots of new ones in the quest for the Island of Stability.
Border complete! Thanks Rebekah :o). Coincidentally I also got a Periodic Table-themed gift from my mom. (Blocks for me… and Theo.) Maybe that random invitation to join the American Chemical Society wasn’t so far off base?
Burst mode makes action selfies much more viable. Here’s Darcy and I playing with his moose.