Surely, in some bizzaro ontological and/or existential sense, this has something to do with the fact that my sister went into labor this morning:
[T]wo teams of physicists, one in Calgary and the other in Tokyo, successfully stored nothing within a gas, in the form of squeezed vacuum composed of uncertainty. They then retrieved the nothing.
Actually, it has more to do with how I’m currently spending my time. In fact, a better metaphor for grad school you might never find.
Harper’s Weekly Review can be found by following this link.
