Science Thoughts

Gravity: mysterious, attractive, always available. Like Ginger. Always pulling in one direction. I’ll leave this PG.

I think that scientists posited “gravitons” as conveying this force . . . and they’re weightless, like photons.

Then they posited “anti-gravitons.” Maybe even made some out of quarks in a lab. It’s evident I don’t follow this stuff enough for a guy who writes about science thoughts.

The point is, I’d love to have a tankful of those anti-gravitons to power a George Jetson car.

The problem, as I see it:

How do you turn them off? I mean, do you go off through the universe anti-gravitying your way away from matter?

It’s similar to time travel: if you move through time, do you leave the Earth behind after two seconds and end up in space?

I’m going to leave these problems to the science guys. I’ve got enough to worry about.

April Is The Cruelest Month

My legendary success with the introduction of “y’all deepin’ me” to the vernacular has inspired me to give y’all an equal chance to deepen the language.

Therefore:

For twenty-six days, I will give you the challenge (remember: every challenge is an opportunity) of creating a new word, using a letter of the alphabet. I apologize to those who identify as living in ancient Egypt: it just wouldn’t work.

Thus:

I can’t call this “Bibliosleaga,” but please create a made-up word that begins with “A.” I guess you ought to define it, too, or else this could just become Bidenesque.

I’ll begin:

Ah-no-I-don’t-think-so: Interjection. Commonly used with men, but not with women.

Attathey: Modern expression of encouragement.

AproPOS: Referring to a POS.

Breaking news

Well, bit of sad news: I’ve been let go from The Daily Wire. There were a lot of good people there I enjoyed working with. Plus, I was working on some really neat AI projects. It was a neat experience, but now it is over.

So, now I need to figure out what to do next. I actually started doing paid subscribers on this Substack because this was going to be my big writing outlet. But a couple months after getting paid subscribers, DW hired me, and it always felt weird pimping my Substack too much with DW was buttering my bread. So maybe I can get more going here. I still hope to serialize the next Hellbender here after I finish the final Superego.

Frank, come home! You’re what IMAO needs!

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It’s easy! See if I fall for it and send you money!

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