A few months ago, I watched What the Bleep Do We Know?, a documentary/film about quantum physics/mechanics. It was fascinating, but some of it just didn't register with me. However, when I saw a copy of the extended edition while out shopping a couple months ago, I bought it. Jason and I sat down and watched half of the documentary footage (about two hours) this weekend. My mind is completely blown. Why isn't this stuff - these experiments - being reported by the mainstream media? Why aren't people losing their marbles over these discoveries? I still find it difficult to wrap my mind around the concepts because they contradict what we've been told to believe all our lives.

total weirdness behind this cut )
I'm glad I found Jason because he's perfect for me.

(sitting in the car)
Jason: I never use periods when writing online.
Me: Why?
Jason: I just use commas because my thoughts flow.
Me: That just means you're indecisive.
Jason: So? So are electrons.

This makes more sense when I say that he's been reading books on quantum physics. A few weeks ago, he finished Philip Pullman's His Dark Materials trilogy, and then commandeered my small selection of quantum physics books. He claims that quantum physics is "scary" and that it "freaks [him] out." His newfound relationship with quantum physics is where the odd electron reference originated. After he said it, I burst into uncontrollable laughter. He didn't get what was so funny.

Other than cleaning the apartment and the gerbil/hamster cages, I've done nothing much today. I'm on a mission to save Markel, though. Markel is Jason's sister's little girl. She's going to be two years old later this month. She has ten books, four of which were given to her by me. I think that's a shame, so I went to the used bookstore and bought her about twenty books. For her birthday, I'm going to get a little bookshelf for her to keep them in. Right now, they keep her books in a basket out of her reach. That's also a shame.
anogete: (fantastic planet)
( Feb. 12th, 2007 02:34 pm)
I was bitten by a quantum physics bug, and I bought three books at the used bookstore about it. I swear I'm going to read them. After I dished out the twenty bucks to pay for them, I did a bit of investigating online for a book that people seemed to enjoy across the board. The Quantum World: Quantum Physics for Everyone by Kenneth William Ford seemed to be popular and enjoyable, especially to those without an extensive background in physics. So, I ordered it from a used bookstore on the net.

I probably should have been a scientist because stuff like this amazes me. While I was a psych major, it just wasn't my favorite. I tend to be very short with people, I think. Which isn't exactly a good thing for a counselor or psychologist to be. I finally figured this out when I interviewed for that job at the rehabilitation center for teenagers a few years ago. They told me I'd have to be on-call to hunt the little assholes down when they ran away from home. Noooooo thanks... I'd end up snatching one at two in the morning and beating him until police officers intervened. Plus, they wanted me to sign a waiver which released the organization from all responsibility if I was injured by one of the troubled youth in the facility. So, I can't hit them, but they can hit me? No fair. A psychologist, I am not. I should have been a physicist. I bet they don't have to sign waivers.

I blame this all on What the [bleep] Do We Know? and Philip Pullman.
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