One thing I've learned writing scientific publications is that references are very important. You've got to give credit where credit is due. That said, the longer the article you're writing, the more references you're probably going to have to include just to make sure you've got all your bases covered. In fact, just today I read a journal article where someone referenced "personal communication" (which granted, seems ridiculous to me, but who am I to judge?). In that spirit, as I'm thinking about writing my dissertation, I've decided that I'm going to include the following in my list of references:
1. Snapple bottle caps (The sun is really, REALLY big!)
2. General scientific knowledge provided in Spiderman comic books (They're like text books, but with more awesome.)
3. Fortune cookies ("Money will come to you, if you are doing the right thing...")
4. Bathroom hand dryers (They've got to be good for something, and it sure isn't getting hands dry!)
5. Bill Nye, the Science Guy (Science rules.)
6. Paul Harvey's "The Rest of the Story" (Though, before my conclusions, I'll have to include a chapter about the Bose Wave Radio and Tempur-Pedic.)
7. Star Trek: The Next Generation (Giving engineers hope for a future that includes both respect from society and female companionship)
8. Issue #57 of the Journal "Nunya Bidness" (Cause reviewers are all up in mine.)
9. This dream I had this one time. (about a wizard, a giant cybernetic chicken, and a better way of solving problems involving radiation hydrodynamics)
10. The Onion (The last bastion of true journalism.)
11. The Complete Works of Sir Mix-A-Lot (I like big graphs, and I cannot lie...)
12. My cheat shirt (You thought I was kidding when I said I used it.)
13. I know... many things. (Self-referencing is the ultimate catch-all.)
14. Square One/Math Net (Where I learned that, when you multiply any number by 9, the digits of the product all add up to a multiple of 9)
15. The Game Show Network (Survey says, my conclusions are brilliant.)
16. The Andy Griffith Show (The solution to an unending graduate career? You've got to nip it in the bud.)
17. The Wikipedia entry for Uranium (3,000,000 people who haven't studied chemistry since high school can't be wrong)
18. Your mom (my muse)
19. The Scientist's Guide to Faking or Manipulating Data by the Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change (Foreword by NASA)
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Loser Prays
We've all been there. Church is over, and everybody's going out to lunch. As soon as the last person gets their food, everyone looks around expectantly knowing it's time to ask the blessing. Instantly, thumbs start showing up all over the table until the person who couldn't quite get their hands up in time says, "Ok, I'll do it." Loser prays.
Friends, I think this is an absolutely disgusting system. Before Christ died, once a year one of the priests had the once in a lifetime opportunity to enter the Holy of Holies, to stand in the most sacred part of the Temple and pray before God's earthly throne. Can you imagine if these priests decided who would have that chance every year by playing paper-rock-scissors? "Sorry, Ezra, rock beats scissors; it looks like it's your year."
Praying is one of the highest privileges we have in this life, and we treat it as something unwanted. Look at it this way, imagine you are a father, and you hear your children arguing about who HAS to talk to you? Not even because they did anything wrong, but because you gave them something good, and they realize someone OUGHT to say thank you. We are enamored with the gift but reluctant to the Giver.
Prayer moves the Heart of God. Because of this, prayer is so powerful that I have to imagine that angels wait expectantly to hear every word of prayer that is uttered, because they know that He Who hears them is He who created all things, has authority over all things, and desperately longs to bless those who love and seek Him. "Ask and you shall recieve" is no trite cliche', but the promise of a God Who is unimaginably powerful and unwaveringly faithful.
Brothers and sisters, I am just as guilty as anyone of cheapening prayer and treating it as an obligation, but God LONGS for us. He DELIGHTS in us. He LOVES us with an intensity we can never imagine, and because we have the promised Holy Spirit dwelling within us, we have greater access and intimacy than even the priests in the holiest part of the Temple. Let's honor that love, not like reluctant children, but as children racing to the door shouting "Daddy's home."
Friends, I think this is an absolutely disgusting system. Before Christ died, once a year one of the priests had the once in a lifetime opportunity to enter the Holy of Holies, to stand in the most sacred part of the Temple and pray before God's earthly throne. Can you imagine if these priests decided who would have that chance every year by playing paper-rock-scissors? "Sorry, Ezra, rock beats scissors; it looks like it's your year."
Praying is one of the highest privileges we have in this life, and we treat it as something unwanted. Look at it this way, imagine you are a father, and you hear your children arguing about who HAS to talk to you? Not even because they did anything wrong, but because you gave them something good, and they realize someone OUGHT to say thank you. We are enamored with the gift but reluctant to the Giver.
Prayer moves the Heart of God. Because of this, prayer is so powerful that I have to imagine that angels wait expectantly to hear every word of prayer that is uttered, because they know that He Who hears them is He who created all things, has authority over all things, and desperately longs to bless those who love and seek Him. "Ask and you shall recieve" is no trite cliche', but the promise of a God Who is unimaginably powerful and unwaveringly faithful.
Brothers and sisters, I am just as guilty as anyone of cheapening prayer and treating it as an obligation, but God LONGS for us. He DELIGHTS in us. He LOVES us with an intensity we can never imagine, and because we have the promised Holy Spirit dwelling within us, we have greater access and intimacy than even the priests in the holiest part of the Temple. Let's honor that love, not like reluctant children, but as children racing to the door shouting "Daddy's home."
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