I don’t usually post images on this blog (I’m trying to keep my bandwidth down because I’m a cheapskate), but I can’t resist this one. Thanks to Boing Boing, I found the Order of Science Scouts, who are dedicated to “an ideal where science communicators can meet firstly, for drinks; secondly, for communicating; and ultimately, for networking.” They are issuing merit badges. I actually qualify for one of the merit badges.
Waitaminute, you ask, how can Dan (who is after all a minister) consider himself a Science Scout? Well, campers, I started out my academic career as a physics major, switching to philosophy as an undergrad under the impression that I would be able to answer deeper questions about cosmology as a philosopher than as a physicist, and because I mistakenly thought I’d meet more women. And I figure I actually do communicate about science just like a real Science Scout, since I have asserted on this blog that the current president of the United States is anti-science; and I sometimes identify birds, mammals, invertebrates, and plants that I mention on this blog in binomial nomenclature (e.g., Carol and I saw a Phoca vitulina on our walk today). Admittedly, my use of binomial nomenclature is pretty sad, but I do feel that calling George Bush anti-science should get me enough points to call myself a Science Scout.
So here’s the merit badge I qualify for: The “I left the respectable sciences to pursue humanistic studies of the sciences” badge, in which the recipient is now probably having a lot more fun than he/she did before….
I would also qualify for the “Experienced with electrical shock” badge (Level III), except I got shocked when working as a carpenter, not in the physics lab. I won’t admit to qualifying for the “setting things on fire” (Level III) badge. Or the “freezing things” badge.
I’m sure that “freezing things” is more complex than I can understand…but, I am thinking about hard cider right now, and even though springtime beckons, I am thirsty for some…
Or at least a nice martini.
ms. m — OK, start with martinis, then think about dunking the olive in liquid nitrogen, which will freeze it so hard you could shatter it with a hammer.
Oooooo, I qualify for TWO!
1- Rejected by the New Yorker (and not opposed to receiving
drinks) badge
2 – Dodger of Monkey Shit badge.
And they need to create this badge for me:
The “has microwaved stuff just to see what happens” badge
(LEVEL II )
In which the recipient has microwaved an inanimate object for the sake of scientific curiosity.
I microwaved a Polaroid picture. it blew up.
after it caught fire.
heh heh heh
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