Some wacky physicists are going to try to send a photon back in time.
WHAT IF THE PHOTON KILLS ITS GRANDFATHER? THEN WHAT?!?
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If his experiment with splitting photons actually works, says University of Washington physicist John Cramer, the next step will be to test for quantum "retrocausality."
That's science talk for saying he hopes to find evidence of a photon going backward in time.
"It doesn't seem like it should work, but on the other hand, I can't see what would prevent it from working," Cramer said. "If it does work, you could receive the signal 50 microseconds before you send it."
Uh, huh ... what? Wait a minute. What is that supposed to mean?
Roughly put, Cramer is talking about the subatomic equivalent of arriving at the train station before you've left home, of winning the lottery before you've bought the ticket, of graduating from high school before you've been born -- or something like that.
John Cramer is SF writer/editor Kathryn Cramer's father, and wrote a really good SF YA novel a while back. I've heard him talk about physics and the possibility of time travel (though you'd need to harness at least a small black hole to do it). Sounds like he's found a work-around....
In other news, I've been watching
Prehistoric Park
from Animal Planet, where real-life-famed-biologist Nigel Marven goes back in time to rescue endangered animals.
The saber-toothed cat cubs are
adorable.
I like the wierd dreams where celebrities show up. Last night I played host to a paralyzed Rosie O'Donnell. Verra strange. Especially since my ex-husband was in it, too, and I was chasing him around to the beach to try and haul him back home by his collar. Or the waistband of his swimsuit or something. Oh, and I was driving a hybrid car around to do it. Since I saw a lot of those Toyota hybrids this morning on my way to work, it must be that my dreams are coming to me from the future. All those photons.
A few months ago, I had a dream that Brigitte Neilsen was trying to kill me. It was very disturbing.
The eyetwitch left my right eye. It is now residing in the left. I think it is denial I'm leaving town in 4 days.
Rain is stupid.
Casting on tonight's Bones:
*smacks forehead*
That's why that person looked so familiar.
Cashmere, thanks for the link to the DVD covers.
snerk
I'm keepin' track, Cindy.
You should, aurelia, because I truly was thinking of you the whole time.
You all had some freaky dreams. I used to dream like that.
Those crazy nights, I do remember, in my youth.
Last night, I had some sort of dream that Scott and I (and possibly other people I know, but Scott is the only one I remember) were somewhere, in some building, but in separate rooms. I was in a hallway with a few women, and one of them said, "He's on his way. He'll be walking past, in a moment." When I asked who she was talking about, she said, "George Clooney."
And then he did. I said "Hi," in a really and totally starstruck way, and he returned the greeting with a million watt movie star smile. I was thinking to myself the whole time how stupid it was, how stupid I was, even as I was walking back to wherever Scott was. When I found him, I explained George Clooney was on the premises and that I was going to go look for him, and Scott said, "I knew that."
I'm no dream expert, but clearly this dream is meant to ensure me that when I get my chance to have a tawdry affair with gorgeous George, Scott will cheerfully mind the kids, and be a good sport about the whole thing. Right?
In other news, I finally got to watch my former crush David Letterman, in TLS show segment with Bill O'Reilly (thanks YouTube). If Letterman and Clooney appeared at my door, right now, I'd have a hard time choosing. I'm just sayin'...
If Letterman and Clooney appeared at my door, right now, I'd have a hard time choosing.
Who says you have to choose?
They do. They're both so possessive of me. It's a trial.
We did know that Deep Discount DVD has a 20% off sale through 11/18, right?
My shipment went out this morning.
To those of you trying to avoid this information, I do apologize.
