Changing of the guard

I honestly don't remember if I've ever seen the changing of the guard at Buckingham Palace—maybe once or twice if I happened to be passing by, and I doubt I stayed for the whole thing.

But I enjoyed the Windsor version, even though it was crowded and I didn't have a clear view. Also, it was maybe fifteen minutes from hearing the first drumbeats up the High Street to the last red jackets disappearing inside the castle. I'm not a big fan of parades in general, so consider brevity a virtue.

More signs of the times

Signs for science

The signs at the march were wonderful -- some of the ones I couldn't get clear pictures of:

   Newton, not Putin

   Got Plague? No? Thank a scientist!

   Unicorn Frappuccinos are magic. Everything else is science

It was a reminder that there are thousands of smart, funny, passionate people out there, and maybe we're not all doomed.

And even if we are, this is definitely the team I want to be on when we go down fighting.

March for Science

I had to work today, so couldn't march, but when I went out to grab some pizza for lunch I walked over to Broadway to take a look. The info online had said the march would go from 62nd Street down Broadway to 52nd Street, but despite the rainy weather the crowd extended in both directions as far as I could see from 51st Street -- at least 20 blocks long and maybe more.