Richard P. Feynman

I've always loved learning how stuff works, how things happen, and the why of everything, so when my father handed me Richard Feynman's Lectures on Physics a year or two ago, I immediately fell in love with the books and, of course, the guy.

Feynman simply has to be the most original thinker, the most versatile, the most human scientist ever- a bongo player, an acclaimed artist, an amateur safe cracker, a practical joker par excellance, a favourite with the ladies, and a man of conscience-not to mention the little matter of the Nobel prize- he'd started to supplant Supes in my affections. The wow thing about the man is how he says all the time how little we really know, how little he really knows.....humble yet arrogant, the guy takes my breath away. And if you want to get hooked to Physics, really get the beauty of it, live on his books.
Oh, and trust me, his remembrances-Surely you're joking,Mr Feynman?-make for really engrossing reading.

But then, Miss cornelia bryant was right in Anne's house of dreams-

"aren't there any good men then, mrs. cornelia?"
"yes of course
dear, in the graveyard yonder..."

(or words to that effect)

Don't mind the cynicism, i'm just having a Jonah day.

Reason? It's the day after the Jal live in concert in our school fest-MBG Ozone06- and as a result i have a sore throat and blisters from shrieking and dancing, and i've pulled a muscle in my arm from waving them in the air-we were in the very front row by the way(there are some advantages to being tiny)-and now it's back to the old take notes-have lunch-take notes existence in school which drives me crazy and makes me long for a feynman of my own who lives life on his own terms....and figures out electron spin from throwing a frisbee in frustration.

God i love the guy......