Time: 5:39 pm, Thursday, April 29th, 2010

I was on the floor and reading an article of April Scientific Magazine. Its breakdown and boredom has drove me to asleep on that day, not once but twice.

A geek guy walked in the hall, sat on the floor, studying his notes for the class quiz. But it was a blink thing. He stood there 80 or 90 feet away in the hall. I looked up. No people. That was before the magazine read. I knew immediately about what was happening. The punching door machinery slot in the Engineering Building, for a part, was an entertaining aspect.

And I was probably not surprised. Minutes prior to that de-gilded flash of moment, I was in a cold room, perhaps below 0 Fahrenheit degrees, although that was full of methane gas which do not form ice in the room.

And so the geek guy sat next to that door, and I in the right corner in-between with door to the right. We’d had a conversation once before, about the class and instructor.

There, I have said, I was reading the article. Nearing the end of that article, page 45, which ran from its title “Through Neutrino Eyes: Neutrinos are no longer just a curiosity of physics but a practical tool for astronomy.” Its English word usage was so boring that I could read in the whole thing in its arbitrary reference and interpretation, as well as implies.

“This article is a waste of time. It has summed up in the last one hundred and fifty years of education, to this trimmed article. I guess the new Star Trek covered it up everything,” I commented and handed him the magazine. He was curious. I pointed out the geopolitical map of Third Reich on page 41, deliberately drew the through line at Stalingrad to the Asia Minor part in Middle East. “On a second thought, wanna see the fascist architecture framework in Hitler’s bunker?” 

He said: I saw a show on how satellites are used in this capacity to view certain human activities on Earth as well as natural occurrences such as wild-fires and weather patterns. Interesting.

And so I showed him the room with light on. Look at that little computer next to its mass load server that powered up the whole engineering building. It was cold and nasty. He looked at the room with marvelous look.