Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Black Holes... what did you say?

Is that where my son's Math workbook has disappeared to (after only three long weeks of school)? Yeah, the world's most advanced scientists are doing this BIG BANG experiment. Looks like an extravagant Super Wheel of Fortune!

"We're gonna take these lasers, ram 'em together and see what happens!"





It's such a dude's experiment. I remember my cousin Tommy doing pretty much the same thing with bottle rockets at my Memaws. (Plus I can't get the image of this trigger-happy vest-wearing Tropic Thunder guy out of my psche when it comes to this experiment... as he yells "Mother Nature just 'tinkled' in her pants suit!")

Apparently, they will be able to tell why the universe formed the way it did and why matter has mass... Really? With a few collisions and explosions? Scare-dy cats say it could create a gynormous black hole that will suck us all up.


Which begs the question... if this is possibly the end of humanity and our planet, why wasn't this shown somewhere on TV as they were flipping the switch?


I mean, last night I actually had a nightmare about black holes (and screeching, fighting cats... I think that was my husband snoring) and woke up shuddering! That's when it hit me! I felt ticky! Nervous! Like electricity was zapping through my bod! I turned on the tele and... nothing. NO WORD on if the black hole was forming! When hurricanes hit they are front and center with the cameras... what about this hurricane? The Granddaddy of all swirling masses?

Apparently all is well. But they are just getting started! How many more sleepless nights will I suffer not knowing when this Wheel Of Future will spin out of control and eat us? I would like a little heads up if the world is disintegrating. For what? Um... kiss the kids... eat a chocolate bar?

1 comments:

The Girl said...

Calm yo'sef. It's already done brokted and won't be up and running again until early Spring. So? We're good until then and uncovering the Mysteries of the Universe will have to wait until after Mardi Gras. Happy hour, anyone?