I’ll never get over the magazine being “Knitting for girls”
My friend and I have a running gag about half-finished knitting projects littering the console room.
Reading a story in which a person survives a six-story fall by jumping into a pool with minimal injury.
Stop reading to check whether that’s actually possible by working out the math in my head.
It’s things like this that remind me I’m a physicist.
…I forget that sometimes.