Dr. Altwin was at the razor’s edge of inner space research. He had practically discovered it, after all. His mother liked to think it was because she had named him after a hockey player with a reputation as a fighter that he was able to get past the difficulties guarding the mysteries of quantum entanglement and at least partially achieve a long held goal of science. In the five years that followed, however, he had not made much headway in achieving any greater understanding of it.
Worse than that, he did not feel as if he was fitting in with UP society at all. School had been bad, but at least there was the common ground of classwork and recreation that united the student body. Graduate work had been more alienating, with its demanding schedule for producing something original. His intense concentration on his work on co-existent spaces had gotten him through without too much effort, but at a great loss to his social life, which dwindled to nothing.
Now he found himself in a culture that shared nothing in common with any of his experiences or upbringing, aside from the corporate culture and the demand for progress toward results. Lacking a common frame of reference with his daily contacts, he felt entirely isolated.
That was when he realized what lay at the heart of his inquiries to the nature of the universe. Entanglement suggested a common frame of reference within the non-local inner space. They were not particles entangled in a traffic accident. They were particles socializing in a pub. Light speed was not an absolute limit to the universe, just to this particular corner of it. Instant communication was possible, if inner space was used, but not by entangling particles. It required a shared frame of reference allowing a direct interaction within inner space.
Well darn, just checked my profile. Only been a member of GC for 8 years. Joined fairly quickly as I wanted to be able to comment. But I did pick up on Frog (typo’d that as Froog at first – maybe we should adopt that Froog/Droog and all that) Applause, fairly quickly.
I am getting a little concerned about hanging out here. The last post by BrassOrchid made perfect sense. A shared frame of reference would be needed so the entangling particles would not be enough on their own. Now, if we could only find the right frame of reference. Maybe reading Frog Applause and the comments will help lead us to it.
Sisyphos is pleased to announce his wholehearted endorsement of Mother Thalweg’s 10th Frog Applause Anniversary Greetings to our dear Sister Teresa of the Lame.
Chronia sas polla!
Now let our revels proceed, for I reject rejection!
Mother Thalweg almost 8 years ago
MOTHER THALWEG
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HAPPY 10TH ANNIVERSARY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Number 1: CHARLES NELSON REILLY IS DEAD, DEAD, DEAD!
http://www.gocomics.com/frogapplause/2009/04/21
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(Cake baked by @SusanSunshine)
Meh~tdology, fka Pepelaputr almost 8 years ago
And the jewelry-box ballerina dances on…
Randy B Premium Member almost 8 years ago
Grow a thicker beard, or have that growth on your neck whittled back. You’ll suffer fewer outright rejections.
(In case it wasn’t clear which growth I meant: The piggy one, not the one that looks like an amused ape.)
Radish... almost 8 years ago
Pig out.
*Hot Rod* almost 8 years ago
Simply because…you let your pork meat loaf by the dashboard light…you can’t always have your cake and eat it too…you were left holding the bag.
samuli creator almost 8 years ago
Happy 10th!
Peam Premium Member almost 8 years ago
Happy 10th, Teresa!!! Feel the love!
Brass Orchid Premium Member almost 8 years ago
It wasn’t the rejection, or the crying. Those I experience all the time, and they are the usual course of affairs.
It was the ticket for jaywalking and the citation for unregistered livestock.
Those stung.
INGSOC almost 8 years ago
Take rejection with pride..
INGSOC almost 8 years ago
Happy Ten Years, Frog Applause!
Brass Orchid Premium Member almost 8 years ago
Dr. Altwin was at the razor’s edge of inner space research. He had practically discovered it, after all. His mother liked to think it was because she had named him after a hockey player with a reputation as a fighter that he was able to get past the difficulties guarding the mysteries of quantum entanglement and at least partially achieve a long held goal of science. In the five years that followed, however, he had not made much headway in achieving any greater understanding of it.
Worse than that, he did not feel as if he was fitting in with UP society at all. School had been bad, but at least there was the common ground of classwork and recreation that united the student body. Graduate work had been more alienating, with its demanding schedule for producing something original. His intense concentration on his work on co-existent spaces had gotten him through without too much effort, but at a great loss to his social life, which dwindled to nothing.
Now he found himself in a culture that shared nothing in common with any of his experiences or upbringing, aside from the corporate culture and the demand for progress toward results. Lacking a common frame of reference with his daily contacts, he felt entirely isolated.
That was when he realized what lay at the heart of his inquiries to the nature of the universe. Entanglement suggested a common frame of reference within the non-local inner space. They were not particles entangled in a traffic accident. They were particles socializing in a pub. Light speed was not an absolute limit to the universe, just to this particular corner of it. Instant communication was possible, if inner space was used, but not by entangling particles. It required a shared frame of reference allowing a direct interaction within inner space.
*Hot Rod* almost 8 years ago
And don’t cry over spilt milk.
coltish1 almost 8 years ago
I think I’m a relative latecomer, so if Mother Thalweg says it’s your Tenth Anniversary, then I believe her.
Happy Tenth, Teresa, and may there be many more!
(I’ll now get down off my sappy soapbox.)
gigagrouch almost 8 years ago
Happy 10th, Teresa!
(But i miss the Frog Blog terribly.)
Eagleskies Premium Member almost 8 years ago
Yeah, I miss Frog Blog too! :/
Happy, happy, happy!!! Premium Member almost 8 years ago
Happy, happy, happy!!!
Happy, happy, happy!!! Premium Member almost 8 years ago
…anniversary, that is.
Happy, happy, happy!!! Premium Member almost 8 years ago
He’d be more comfortable with a hare in his hair.
Larry Miller Premium Member almost 8 years ago
Well darn, just checked my profile. Only been a member of GC for 8 years. Joined fairly quickly as I wanted to be able to comment. But I did pick up on Frog (typo’d that as Froog at first – maybe we should adopt that Froog/Droog and all that) Applause, fairly quickly.
Ed in Toledo Premium Member almost 8 years ago
Happy Frog Applause anniversary!
hendelca Premium Member almost 8 years ago
I am getting a little concerned about hanging out here. The last post by BrassOrchid made perfect sense. A shared frame of reference would be needed so the entangling particles would not be enough on their own. Now, if we could only find the right frame of reference. Maybe reading Frog Applause and the comments will help lead us to it.
hendelca Premium Member almost 8 years ago
Happy 10th to Frog Applause, Teresa, and Vlad. I do miss Vlad and the Frog Blog too.
hendelca Premium Member almost 8 years ago
Thank you Mother Thalweg for your top 10 picks – and the cake too.,
Sisyphos almost 8 years ago
Sisyphos is pleased to announce his wholehearted endorsement of Mother Thalweg’s 10th Frog Applause Anniversary Greetings to our dear Sister Teresa of the Lame.
Chronia sas polla!
Now let our revels proceed, for I reject rejection!
*Hot Rod* almost 8 years ago
Gay People+Sad People+?
*Hot Rod* almost 8 years ago
Gay Man+Sad Man=?
Brass Orchid Premium Member almost 8 years ago
Then as it was, then again it will be
An’ though the course may change sometimes
Rivers always reach the sea
-Led Zeppelin: Ten Years Gone
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I’d love to change the world
But I don’t know what to do
So I’ll leave it up to you
-Ten Years After: I’d Love to Change the World
Brass Orchid Premium Member almost 8 years ago
The ten year anniversary is considered the aluminum or tin anniversary, so have your foil hats at the ready.