I'm back. The light, oh the morning light, it hurts. (As do cramps—I suppose it's a good thing that my cycle held off its initial cataclysms for the moment I got off the plane, and managing to make it to 27 days again feels like an achievement, but...)
However, along with the nightmarish glow in the sky came a lovely fresh newspaper—I haven't seen one of those in quite for a while. With a charming op-ed on dislocation (I expect "DON'T BE BIG BABY" to become a catchphrase around here, meant in exactly this sense).
Also a brief interview with a rising young scientist. Usually these sorts of pieces leave me bitter about my own underachievement, but this guy is so (a) honest about how the state of the physics job market made him change fields (b) direct about his luck in getting funding (see under "How did your lab get a big chunk of research money from the Department of Homeland Security?") and (c) enthralled by what he's studying that I decided to relax and just be inspired.