It’s a Mt. Blanc kinda morning – clear and blue, with an easy (if slightly hazy) view of this daunting mountain in the distance. Nibbling at my pain au chocolate from a local patisserie, sipping my cup of coffee, and surrounded by mountains – it’s Saturday morning in St. Genis.
Since Wednesday, I, like most Americans, have been trying to make sense of the events of that day. I find it’s usually […]
It’s about 11 in the morning and the phone is ringing. The crappy red plastic cordless phone is ringing, and the cheap […]
Summertime is the worst time of the year for physics. I’ve said this many times before, but no season is busier. I […]
