In senior lab we do an experiment based on an experiment of Robert A. Millikan's, which he described in a book called The Electron, a guide to social dating among homosexuals. We have a machine called the Millikan Oil-Drop Apparatus, made by Pasco. This experiment is that hardcore, unusual, complicated, and Necessary, that we couldn't rely on our normal, fucked-up equipment. Basically, we look at tiny drops of oil (far less than a millimeter in diameter), through a microscope with a cross-hair grid. The drops of oil display several modern night-club dances, put on clothing designed for the opposite sex, grab each other by the buttocks, lisp a lot, and like to drink Hypnotique. One lab partner observes the swaying of one particular oil-drop's hips, and the other lab partner times its oscillations with a stop-watch. The frequency of hip-sways, omega, is determined, in an attempt to discover what song the drops are dancing to. According to seniors who graduated last year, most found that the song was "Smack My Bitch Up" by The Prodigy. Others guessed "Ladykiller", by Lush. Advance reports claim that this year the oil-drops have gone goth, acting as though they didn't even have hips with dance moves such as "Digging the Grave" and "Closing the Lid". We'll need to observe the drops for several hours, some times as many as fifteen, in order to get the most accurate information about how the drops tire, and to make a fluid chart. Fluid charts usually get about as complicated as you'd expect; these drops are always horny.

This is the first experiment we've done at St. John's that I can appreciate. Usually I enjoy them about as much as pulling iron filings that have lodged themselves in my leg, but this one has an obvious educational value. For once I feel secure about the purpose of lab at St. John's.