Dreams of a Final Theory

Happy holidays everyone, a little late and a little early.  In any case, I'm finally back from my long trip home, which was a great chance to see family and old friends, but also an excuse to attend that Einstein day at my old school (which I call my "high school" but I actually spent 14 years there!).  To be honest, I'm still processing the experience, and may well produce a few insightful comments eventually.  At this point, however, it still literally feels like a really wild dream, or at least has the characteristic structure of one.

Of course, I know it happened -- I have over a 100 photos from the experience, both days even. Still, it's typical of dreams to have a gauzy juxtaposition of familiar places and people, from completely different parts of one's experiences, or brain even. blogger So here I am, in the old auditorium (almost unchanged since 1960, unlike basically every other space in the building), with the school motto up above...but on the stage I see (among others) physics luminaries such as uber-blogger and cosmologist Sean Carroll, string theorist James Gates, fellow-QD'er Debbie Harris(*), and Pier Oddone, director of Fermilab.  I used to see talent shows and school plays up there -- not physics.  Excellent, but weird (like I said, insight comes later this week).

(* to whom I wanted to say "it was a joke about death and Chicago-style machine politics")

Comments

[Sean]

Hey, I like the pictures. Is it okay to steal them (with attribution, of course)?

[debbie]

Thanks for the explanation--it was great to finally meet you in the flesh, by the way!