Quarantine Days: Washing Songs

In this time of quarantine we are all solemnly entreated to spend twenty seconds washing our hands any time we contact anything that might have been touched by human, pangolin, or bat.  Twenty seconds washing one's hands feels a bit like the last twenty seconds of an NBA game - it can last longer than three beers, so how should we time this?  Suppose one really doesn't fancy singing a few verses of Happy Birthday a couple of hundred times a day, what is an alternate timing scheme.  I've come up with a few.

For the classically minded, there is always Shakespeare.  How about a dozen lines of Hamlet starting with:  What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason, how infinite in faculty! In form and moving how express and admirable! In action how like an angel, in apprehension how like a god!...

The part about a foul and pestilent congregation of vapors may be a bit close to the bone right now.

More optimistic, perhaps, would be: Now is the winter of our discontent made glorious Summer by this sun of York...

More practical for the astrophysics student, I like to recite Maxwell's Equations in first SI and then Gaussian form.  Throwing in the fundamental equation of magnetohydrodynamics is also appropriate.  Also, I should probably memorise a few key parameters like the radius, mass, and luminosity of the Sun, as well as conversions from AU and parsec to centimeters.

I thinking of Dr Connolley here, but some nautical parlance might be appropriate too, e.g., left is port, right is starboard, etc.


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