Mittwoch, 22. April 2009

I love science

Some people love basketball. Others love puppies. Lots of people love J.R.R. Tolkien.

I love science.

Worms eat dirt. Grass grows inside out. There are seven quintillion, five hundred quadrillion grains of sand on the earth (approximately) and at least than many stars in the universe. There are crystals the size of cars in caves under Mexico. They found a baby mammoth in Russia that was so well preserved, they can tell what it ate last. Every person's fingerprints are different. Our nose can tell the difference between right-hand molecules and left-hand molecules that are otherwise exactly the same. There is air trapped in arctic ice from every year for the past two hundred years. There are monkeys who carry the AIDS virus but don't get sick from it. Romanesco broccoli is shaped like math. This shit is cool.

(puppies are shaped like math too... but much much cuter math)

So heres a recent dream of mine. It has to do with clothes. Everybody wears pants made for coal miners. Lots of people use backpacks made for ice climbing. Even more people wear shoes made for running marathons. Almost nobody actually does any of these things.

I want to make clothes, packs, equipment made for scientists. Science requires venturing into extreme situations. For example, the cave with the crystals in Mexico is hotter than humans can survive. Drilling ice cores from arctic glaciers requires venturing out to an arctic glacier. Studying wild monkeys requires living at the top of a tree in the jungle. All of these activities have special needs, require special equipment, and could ultimately impact the ... fashion industry.

So maybe this is just a designer's pitch to get a group of scientists to let him onboard a ship headed to the arctic ocean. Or to go Mammoth digging in Russia. But hey, you gotta do what you gotta do.