The Quantum Physicist

You think I'm kidding don't you.  And look, I know it's been a while, and there will be more updates forthcoming.  Possibly on the weekend, but here's a little tidbit to tide you over.

So I was contacted on this site by a quantum physicist.  Now quantum physics really isn't my speciality, in fact, I'm not ashamed to admit that I got as far as chapter 2 of A Brief History of Time before my brain imploded.  I did read chapter 3 anyway, because black holes and spaghettification are cool.  But the point is that while I love science, I really do, I don't get physics.

This didn't deter my new friend, with whom I exchanged a few messages.  He gave me his personal email. Which is when I asked a question too difficult for even a man of his intellectual stature to answer.  It was "can I see your photo?"

Einstein has disappeared.  On reflection, scientists aren't known for their beauty (with the exception of a few of my fine pals who are scientists - yes Jesse and Ian, I'm talking about you).  Obviously he's got a head like a foot and realised that while a bit of witty banter might get him a foot in the door, if that foot's connected to a body and or head that looks like a half-eaten sausage roll, it's not going to get him laid.

I've got ten bucks says he has a beard.  If he should send me a pic, you know I'll share it.  Fingers crossed!