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Oh well done! My husband's secretary (I know) was a WASP. When she first started working with him, he told her all about how he was a pilot and flew little airplanes around. She said that she too flew airplanes, but not now, just during the war. Oh, he said, your husband flew you in, like, a Piper Cub? No, she said, I was in the WASPs, I flew four-engine bombers.
My husband LOVES this story, so do I.
OH YAY! for our Lizzie doing something charming and excellent.
If I may offer a suggestion which maybe you already know anyway: haloumi and slices of cooked beets are so sweet and warm. But I can't get that in Baltimore any more.
I told you those Kepler planetary systems were bug-fucking nuts but did you listen? Apparently not.
An 8-hour year. 2-hour seasons.
Do remember that Hopkins is in Baltimore.
I have so much to say here -- including, put them all in a pile at #1 but if you have to choose, choose #1. And it's the second movements that get under my skin so much I can't think about anything else. And I goddam have goddam work to goddam do.
On Do You Believe That God Created The Bunnies And The Clouds And The Skeletons With A Touch Of His Finger?
"Liking" Gef here isn't enough. I have to say it right out: Popper strangling Heffernan YAY GEF!
@jfruh In my vast experience with the Awl, it does happen but long after you've given up hope.
How very interesting that is. Thank you.
Aww thanks Alex just what was needed.