“That thing’s got the shakes,” Earl said, nodding at a prototype drone hovering erratically in a cage.
His most famous trick involved a kiddie pool, a leaf blower, and a thousand plastic ping-pong balls. He wanted to understand how seeds disperse in a hurricane. While a visiting mathematician droned on about Navier-Stokes equations, Leif fired up the blower. The balls exploded into a swirling galaxy, and Leif waded into the storm, laughing like a kid in a snow globe. leif ristroph
The billionaire blinked. “Why not?”
Leif froze. “A hole?”
While other physicists at NYU chased esoteric strings and dark matter, Leif chased the annoying things. The things that buzzed, wobbled, or fell over. “That thing’s got the shakes,” Earl said, nodding