According to the analysis of Larry Granillo, the Cubs game watched by Ferris and friends was the 5 June 1985 day game loss to the Atlanta Braves (2-4).
Today, the 29th Anniversary of Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, the Cubs (21-34, at the time of this writing) will be taking on the NY Mets (28-30, at the time of this writing) in a night game at Wrigley. So, no skipping school to watch this one. Also, no singing in parades or driving cars through glass garages.
One of my favorite science artists and people, Glendon Mellow, is celebrating his birthday by launching his new website, glendonmellow.com. In addition to being a fabulous artist in a variety of media (including tattoo design), Glendon helps run the Symbiartic blog at Scientific American and is a tireless advocate for both the positive use of art in science communication and supporting the creators of such content.
It is also our own Michele Banks’ birthday. You can celebrate with her by asking her to send you an aesthetically pleasing gift from her Etsy shop. I understand that some of her work from the collaborative art show Voyage of Discovery is being made available too.
UPDATE: Rachel Pendergrass has “Storified” #SciWars.
Today, on twitter, #SciWars* happened:
Because of this, which was a knock on effect of the Chobani anti-science yogurt lids:
To rave reviews, like these:
*First, contextualized use. Technically, we tag-jacked, but for the greater good, like Jedi.
A Jedi must put the needs of the community above the needs of individuals.
This past week was “Manhattanhenge” in New York City. This event occurs twice per year, on both sides of summer solstice, when the setting sun aligns exactly with the street grid.
The name is derived from Stonehenge, which shows a similar phenomenon exactly on solstice. While Stonehenge is believed to have been built specifically with this light effect in mind, Manhattanhenge is just an artefact of the street grid of Manhattan.
Floating island is why I am a chef. My father, who is an exceptional cook*, was always in charge of preparing our special occasion meals. Christmas dinner, friends coming over, celebrations – he would turn out some kind of delicious feast without fail. On one such occasion, when a boss was joining us for dinner, my dad once more set off to pull out all the stops. In this instance, the boss happened to have a sweet-tooth. So, in order to pluck at his food soft spot, my dad decided to making floating island for dessert. The dinner preparation was a large undertaking so he enlisted my help. At 12, I would have been just about the right age to start an old world kitchen apprenticeship. In a life changing moment, he slid his copy of 
Julia Child’s The Way to Cook over to me and pointed to the recipe. I could practically hear Julia’s voice speaking from the pages as she told me that I “must have courage” in preparing the crème anglaise. To this day, that book is sacrosanct among my cooking library.
The recipe above is my recipe, for copyright reasons, not Julia’s. As floating island is extremely simple in its base components, there is little difference between the two.
*Editor’s Note: This is also my father. I can vouch for the truth of this statement.
The Finch and Pea 