“That thing’s got the shakes,” Earl said, nodding at a prototype drone hovering erratically in a cage.
“Theory is a map,” he told his graduate students, usually while sawing a piece of acrylic. “But the real world is a jungle. And the jungle always cheats.” leif ristroph
“Look!” he shouted, pointing at a dense ring of balls. “The vortex prefers the wall! The math says it should be in the center, but the wall is winning!” “That thing’s got the shakes,” Earl said, nodding