I've been thinking a lot. I've thought about chemo, about God and Providence, friendship, charity and dependency, about happiness and how to get it, about Grandma's linen closet and why painting The Real is important.
I've been dreaming too. Had a bunch of really horrible nightmares the first couple of days after coming home, but that's over now, and was probably all about being sick and poisoned.
Soon, I'll tell y'all about the blue nuns' infinitely expanding library, and maybe, if you're very good, about the Amazing Magic Sewing Machine. It needed fixing, but after I found an American monk who was also an expert machinist, who built me a motor small enough to fit in a walnut shell, it worked great.
I've not forgotten you. More to come.
HJW
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1 comment:
Walnut shell from the outside or inside? Because inside they have all these crinkly bits inside, which would really play havoc with your motor if you had to build around them.
In his classic "There's plenty of room at the bottom" lecture, Physicist Richard Feynmann offered a $1000 prize to the first person who could build a motor that would fit in a cube 1/64th of an inch on a side. (I'm sorry, do you need that in metric? About half a millimeter) The prize was awarded shortly thereafter to someone with a watchmaker's precision and patience. More recently, I came across this article discussing a motor made out of a molecule: http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/science-environment-14763223
(I'm glad to hear you're thinking about God and Providence, those are usually useful things to think about.)
-Hank
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