CALL ME SNAKE

It’s Saturday which means–you guessed it–that’s it’s time for Freaky Friday, back once again by popular demand. Yesterday I met a string theorist from Madison at Darwin’s, a local coffee shop. I’ve met there with several other string theorists and unbeknownst to the owners (whom I know) Darwin’s is becoming the string theory capitol of the coffee world. I ran into a local at the establishment yesterday who I hadn’t seen for a couple of years. In fact, the last time I saw him at Darwin’s, I was there with another physicist who happened to be the former advisor of the Madison guy which, if you ask me, is pretty darn freaky. A veritable mindf_ _ _ er. Hence the awarding (according?) of “Freaky Friday” status.

I hope you enjoyed the latest installment of Freaky Friday. See you next Saturday (or Sunday or Monday) for the uncut, remixed, director’s club version of the same. Until then, “stay freaky.”