Selecting the proper after dinner wine.

Things got a little tense, and we had to call security.  It all started innocently enough, we were sitting in the kitchen, having some pizza and a few laughs.  It was really relaxed, and people were genuinely enjoying the camaraderie.  There is a special bond that develops between people who work so closely on something for so long, a unique brotherhood.  And, that was evident in the atmosphere after dinner.

We had worked so hard, and for such an extended period, battling monumental odds.  Finally we were able to transport matter across great distances  using kinetic motion energy (we had sent a box of generic brand tissues from the lab, to the bathroom, while not that far, it is well over 100 feet, and that is nothing to sneeze at, even if you have a box of tissues).  In layman's terms, we had "blasted" it from one place to another using a controlled burst of synthetic energy.

What makes this so remarkable, and so difficult is controlling the amount of energy so preciseley, that it doesn't damage the wall, and leaves the tissues intact when they reach the limit of the beam.  It would have really been a mess had it turned the box of tissues into confetti, and the custodian would have been really steamed.

He still hasn't gotten over the "nuclear microwave" hot dog monster who had sprayed everyone in the kitchen, and the kitchen with catsup, mustard and sweet pickle relish, before succumbing to massive myocardial infarction, turns out hot dogs really are bad for you, despite being so delicious.  Just as a cautionary note, don't ask him about the atomic hot dog monster, he might go nuclear.  Sorry, just a little scientist humor there.

Anyway, things were going well, a real celebratory aura, a spirit of accomplishment, and delight.  But, things turned sour quickly.  Once the chardonnay was gone, and they broke out the merlot we knew it was going to go bad.  You know the old saying "merlot then chardonnay, that's ok, chardonnay, then merlot, oh God, no."




There is nothing worse than a bunch of exuberant scientists all hopped up on a little of the red,
slamming down burgundy glasses full of merlot, it is an ugly sight, and it degenerates very quickly until they are nothing but a mob of angry, threatening gang members, in white lab coats.  Fortunately, they can't hold their merlot very well, either, and soon they were all slumped onto the tables sound asleep, wine glasses, and prescription eyeglasses laying everywhere.

Well, tomorrow is going to be a long, bad day around here.  I should get some sleep, and I don't want to be here when the custodian sees this.

Give me a break.

An article on Learning-Mind.com states that there is an item on Discovery.com (A quick, very quick, search of Discovery.com yielded no fruit, it might be there but we have no proof, but what the heck, there is some great stuff there, so look away) which states that scientists from Kazakhstan believe that humans were designed by an alien race.  Specifically, they reference human DNA as containing a "biological SETI."

According to the article DNA is constructed in such a way that it looks like a "set of numerical and ideographic standards of a symbolic language."  In short, they feel, humans were created outside our solar system several billion years ago.


Obviously, this would have had to be a very advanced race, with abilities we could never hope to understand.  Designing a race of beings and spreading the seeds across the vastness of time and space is quite an accomplishment, and it would require knowledge and wisdom beyond our imagination.

Of course, since I was just at the dentist yesterday, I have my doubts.  They can encode DNA and send life across the heavens, but they couldn't come up with something better than teeth?!!??   Any decent endurance engineer could have come up with a much better solution.  So, Kazakhstan scientist, it is time you found another theory, this one has just been squashed.