Phillip Wulf’s Gravity Journal — Day 4

I was not able to go back to sleep this morning after being woken by Varney’s GEMs. I donned bathrobe and slippers, and Maria followed me downstairs where she put her nose to the glass slider to be let out. She was sitting patiently outside the glass slider when the microwave announced a hot cup of lemon herbal tea. We both tiptoed back up the walnut stairs and into my bonus room office-lab, where Maria obligingly curled around my slippered feet as I took a seat at my Mac workstation.

I had labored over the GEMs for nearly two hours and still failed to convince myself it was anything other than human error. My gut was telling me something else, so I decided to patch in a modification to Varney’s neural nets 1 that I had been pondering for several months. This was a good time to try it out.

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Human Error

Phillip Wulf’s Gravity Journal — Day 3

We are home now. Maria our golden retriever is curled at my feet as I update this journal. She loves staying with our grandkids, but they wear her out with walks, fetch, and dressup. She seems glad to be home.

I woke at 3:07 AM at the Columbia Point this morning to an email notification telling me my IGR credentials were ready. I couldn’t wait to try out the Grid. I was careful to set the alarm to vibrate so as not to wake Jianmin and to keep myself out of trouble. It only delayed the inevitable.

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Five-Minute Retirement

Phillip Wulf’s Gravity Journal – Day 1

Few things have I spent more time on than planning my retirement. First thing this morning five minutes after submitting the webform making my long awaited retirement official, I received a phone call from Professor Sheila Rowan who is the Director of the Institute for Gravitational Research (IGR) at the University of Glasgow and Chief Scientific Adviser for Scotland. I had been following Dr. Rowan and her work for quite sometime, but I had no idea she had been following me. She apologized in advance in her cordial Scottish brogue if she had interrupted anything important, but wondered if I would consider touring their Laser Interferometer Gravitational-Wave Observatory (LIGO) in Hanford Washington. During my speechless pause, she said a car had been arranged to pick me and my wife up at our home — at our convenience, to deliver us to a charter jet waiting at Portland International Airport (PDX), a twenty-minute drive from our home in Vancouver, Washington. The compensation Professor Rowan offered me made the decision easy.

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