Monday, May 22, 2017


Quantum thermodynamics: The fridge in my hotel room is contained in an
airtight box and food placed in it actually gets hotter and not colder.

My name in Chinese in Starbucks.
Today Tim's group hosted Mile Gu and his postdoc Jayne, from the Center for Quantum Technologies, at the National University of Singapore, and they both gave some quite interesting lectures on a quantum theory of the quantum version of the barbed arrow of time, which Gu calls, "Occam's Vorpal Quantum Razor: Memory Reduction When Simulating Continuous-Time Stochastic Processes With Quantum Devices." (And I had thought I'd cornered the market on buzzwords?) The idea is that you can model the arrow of time with a simple Turing-like machine and a few simple assumptions allows you to tell the past from the future.

Today was also my Co-PhD student's last day in Shanghai before heading home, and she presented Tim and I with roses in thanks of her time here. Prof. Gu was a bit confused and asked, "Do you have this rose ceremony at ALL of your group meetings?"

Dancing the Quantum Fandango
Then after the talks, in honor of Prof. Gu, off we went to a Chinese hot-pot restaurant where they seat you around a boiling cauldron and bring you meat and vegetables to boil for yourself for dinner. The roses accompanied us for the rest of the night but began to show their age as the festivities progressed. 

The pot is hot.
Chenglong won't sit down.
Bubble, bubble, toil and trouble.
One side makes you spicy
And one side makes you bland
And the middle ones fuwuyuan give you
Don't do anything at all
Go ask Alice
When Bob's ten feet tall...
Tim and I woo the Meat Lady with our roses.

Mile Gu gets the last rose standing.
A rose by any other name would smell sweet?

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