Here's a brief travelogue of my trip to MIT for a workshop on Fluctuations and Correlations in Relativistic Nuclear Collisions.
OK, so it's not the Red Sea (yes, passover started last night!) but the Long Island Sound is just big enough that taking the ferry really cuts down quite a bit of driving when travelling from Brookhaven to Massachusetts. Although it's quite a trip, taking about an hour shore-to-shore, it's really spectacular to be aboard during a sunny day, or even as the sun is beginning to set. And once they get internet on these things, I have yet another reason not to go to work.
Anyway, it was a very nice meeting and very nice to be back at my PhD alma mater. There were quite a lot of talks, and it was a workshop so the speakers did not skimp on technical issues, but we did get some entertainment, including a Bruno Rossi Commemorative talk by James Cronin (Nobel Prize winner for discovery of CP violation at Brookhaven in 1964) on the Pierre Auger cosmic ray observatory in Argentina. Given the subject of the workshop, the use of variables that study correlations of particles produced together, I was amused by Cronin's discussion of an early Rossi measurement where he studied properties of air showers using 3 phototubes, 2 in coincidence to identify a shower track, and a third to study the size. It's a long way from there to Auger, a truly mammoth project.
Another unexpected bit of entertainment was poking around the new Frank Gehry building sitting atop the site of the venerable Radiation Laboratory, which I always thought was a landmark, despite its obvious tendency towards crumbling. But who is to argue with a major upgrade to MIT, and a fun new building -- one that looks remarkably similar to how it did during construction, and will probably look similar when they eventually tear it down. OK, just kidding -- I'm a huge Gehry fan, but I've always suspected that his contractors might not be. The engineering of this structure was truly unbelievable, but appeared unimaginably exacting in both choice of materials (note the mirrored stainless steel cladding to the right) and geometry (note the skewed tower near the top).
Although I try to avoid acting like a wedding photographer during meetings, I find myself feeling a strange sense of duty towards documenting these sorts of things, since otherwise all we have left is a lot of powerpoint slides and a book of proceedings. These two things capture precisely people's thoughts before the conference (the slides), and after the conference (the writeups), but rarely the mood or atmosphere of the meeting as it happens. Moreover, I've always found it easier to beg forgiveness than to get permission, so pre-emptive apologies if anyone shown here would rather not be! Anyway, thanks again to the organizers for inviting me, and apologies for being too busy to get a talk together (and it's not because I was blogging).
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Terrible photo, but very interesting evening. This was taken in a room on the 7th Floor of one of the buildings in the Rockefeller Building complex, just inside from cocktails at sunset seen from the roof garden. Unfortunately, I was too way busy to get a photo of the view since I was way too distracted by a very curious high-school reunion - of several generations who attended my school...in Chicago (Francis W. Parker, or FWP). It seems that just enough of us have been filtering east to NYC for the last, say, 20-30 years to warrant a serious visit by the principal (seen in the background here), to raise money for additional school construction and the endowment fund.
It was certainly a substantial crowd, with 4-5 people from the various years above and below me, and I was really pleased to make contact with the folks who showed up. We also got to experience the promotional video, which, for every nice memory it invoked in someone a particular teacher, invoked another to exclaim (in a completely-audible whisper) "but he/she made my childhood a nightmare!". For my own part, I was heartened to hear the increasing emphasis on math and science, which was definitely not in the program when I attended in the late 80's. Honestly, we cranked out more than our share of movie stars (not kidding), but very few scientists. It's an indelible part of my development as a physicist that when given the chance to take physics in high school, I took photography instead (yeah, my dad loved that idea). And yet, given the way things turned out (and the terrible picture I took, above) I've often wondered if I made the right choice after all.
With the 2005 baseball season ramping up in this World Year of Physics, it's good to remind ourselves of ways in which the worlds of Physics and Baseball have intersected, if not nearly collided.
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While I'm not an expert on wormholes or time travel, I am easily amused by intrusions of humor into normally-dry scientific discourse. I'm even more amused when it shows up as a hyperlink on the arxiv.org server, which normally just has copies of abstracts of papers submitted to journals.