
I trained at the gym, and then Sharon and I went to see Hidden Figures, a made for Trump supporters production about math, science, and strong, intelligent black women…
The movie was great, although their were glaring technical failings: analytic geometry is (was) not esoteric; Euler’s method was misrepresented; and my old employer IBM would hardly have dropped a 7090 off at NASA with no support.
My LIGO tee arrived, and I wore it under my “I get a Hadron from Particle Physics” hoodie.

We ate at Burntwood at Crocker Park.
