Popular Science isn’t Make Magazine, which more than got me over the angst I’d been harboring since Scientific American killed its Amateur Scientist column. Though really, it died when C.L. Strong handed it over the next guy. PS isn’t Wired, either, which is still necessary reading to get the tech-zeitgeist, though it’s either gotten more jaded as time passed or jade no longer looks a cool as it used to. I suspect the former, as a reaction to the realization the cutting edge has moved on somewhere.
Even still, I read PopSci every month (and Popular Mechanics too), and though it gets thinner and thinner, what’s left is still good for skimming through to see what they’re deeming…well…pop. Continue reading






I gather it’s been a while since I posted to the blog since I just looked at the date and found the last entry was July 9th. Since it’s now October 31st…Halloween…I guess it’s perfectly natural that I should rise from the dead to haunt my blog.
In which we discover that Ernest is the ideal name. Though of course, we knew that already…