Physics of the Impossible

Physics inaction

For the last three interminable weeks I have been slogging my way through this Physics of the Impossible book, which makes it sound really long, but seriously it only should have lasted me a week. Maybe a weekend, too, if I were busy. Yet I don’t know what happened–oh wait. Yes I do. Gay fiction is what happened. Wanderlust and Brendan are to blame.

Not a slight lack of interest.

But. So. Physics of the Impossible: Lengthy Subtitle by Michio Kaku. The book is from 2008, so the science is a bit passe, honestly. And with the way that I live I pretty much knew all of it (and the new science in these fields) already. But it was an interesting premise, and an interesting read nonetheless.

It barely mentioned the LHC, though. Which didn’t come online until 2010 (I believe), but since he was covering stuff like String Theory and the Standard Model, someone should probably have taken away the author’s scientist card for failing to give The LHC more than a passing mention.

Anyway. That was your healthy brain-food for the week, and my obligatory comments on it, so I’m going to go read gay pro–except, it’s the SSBB rainbow special issue, so it’s not just gay smut, it’s…some weird shit. But whatever, I’m going to go read that now.

…If the things that I put into my brain are metaphorically food (for thought?), then I wonder what my metaphorical brain’s physique would be. I mean, there’s some healthy stuff (science!), and there’s some activity (you try thinking after 2-year-olds, and tell me it’s not a mentally-active sport), but there’s also an awful lot of junk food in there…

Which reminds me I have cherries!

~ta