March 2012
14 posts
tuckarchist: tuckarchist: Your accomplishments aren’t where you get in to college. They’re what you get out of it. Posted last year. Still true.
Mar 31st
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SO MANY PHYSICS PICKUP LINES
The last hour was spent exchanging these: (highlights) “hey, jose i might be a physics major but i’m no bohr in bed” “i know the spring constant for my mattress. wanna take some data?” “I’ll show you a real Supercollider.” “i bet it’s massive ;)”  “You know, I’ve been waiting a while to see your bosons. I’ve heard...
Mar 27th
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Oh, she knows she's got a hold on me
And when she looks my way Something in me caves Oh, she’s sacrilege and destiny Oh, it’s more than what the eye can see, Secretly, I know she She’s got sorcery. 
Mar 26th
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“We live in a society exquisitely dependent on science and technology, in which...”
– Carl Sagan (via nothingdreadfuleverhappens)
Mar 22nd
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Regardless of warnings, the future doesn't scare...
Mar 21st
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Scientists
One thing that’s always fascinated me about the scientist mentality is that they go into it knowing the very core of science itself: that it is not perfect, that it does not know everything nor will it ever know everything, and that everything is just a closer and closer approximation to the truth. Every currently accepted theory is just a “less wrong” version of the last one in...
Mar 19th
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“Humankind cannot gain anything without first giving something in return. To...”
– Fullmetal Alchemist
Mar 18th
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Mar 16th
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White Day
Einstein’s Birthday, and Half-Tau Day. 3/14 is just awesome.
Mar 14th
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Mar 14th
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If you don't reblog this, you're heartless.
This man was born with glass bones and paper skin.  Every morning he breaks his legs, and every afternoon he breaks his arms. At night, he lies awake in agony until his heart attacks put him to sleep. I normally hate slacktivism, but this story is just too touching.
Mar 9th
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Mar 8th
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Mar 7th
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Okay, let's be honest here
I am not an angsty person. If I ever am, for some reason, it always feels forced. Ever notice that? I just find it really really hard to stay sad or down for an extended period of time. I find it incredibly hard to not laugh at things or to not crack jokes about something that’s going on.  So why in the world do I have a Tumblr? I mean, seriously? Let’s face it, I don’t belong...
Mar 4th
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