I'd like to see a picture of my brain. It must be some crazy-assed, habitrail-for-rabid-hamster-resembling jumble of neural pathways to produce some of the things that pop into my head.

It wasn't until I got to the end of Gail Collins' pithy column, Digging Ourselves a Black Hole, that I realized that she was talking about a physics-defying COLLIDER that accelerates particles and not an enormous kitchen implement.

Perhaps I've been spending too much time in front of my computer.

Posted by Angela-Eloise at 12:12 PM