Monthly Archive for August, 2005

on a more serious note…

There isn’t a lot more that I can say about the tragedy in the gulf. Everything has been said, and I think we’re all a little heartbroken. My brain is numb from staring at news stories showing photos crushed cars, collapsed people, and hopeless, lost people stumbling around what used to be their homes, their neighborhoods.

In my lab, the tone of conversation has been that of anger. Where was the evaculation plan BEFORE the hurricane? Yes, 80% of the population of New Orleans left, but obviously they had places they could go. Most of the people in Bioloxi stayed, because they had no where else to go. So they died.

Where is our homeland security? What are they doing, besides making sure our we can coordinate our daily outfits with a particular color-coded warning level, and making sure they have files on everyone’s library book check outs? Aren’t they supposed to be protecting US?

Most of our national guard is thousands of miles away. We are relying on the few that are left, and a largely untrained force of red cross volunteers. The man-power and organization is just not there. There is little water and food for those that are stranded.

What if this HAD been a terrorist attack? No way would we have been ready. Our government has been shoving paranoia down our throats for years! THE TERRORISTS ARE EVERYWHERE! THEY ARE NEXT DOOR! THEY ARE COMING FOR YOU! But is there some kind of plan? To protect people? A place for refuges to go where they can live for several weeks or months? Is there fresh water and food available to them?

NO.

The big genius plan is to ship those stranded to the Houston Astrodome. What, do you expect them to survive on stale hotdogs and watered down beer?

And this is something we had ADVANCED warning for. A few days at least. And not like we’ve never had hurricanes before! True, few this bad have hit us before, but we KNEW there would be people left homeless and jobless. Why can’t we have a plan in place? WHAT THE FUCK IS HOMELAND SECURITY FOR???? DO ANY OF US FEEL MORE SECURE? I SURE THE HELL DON’T!

And PLEASE don’t give me bullshit about the expense, and people should have to fend for themselves, and SHUT THE FUCK UP. We’re spending BILLIONS UPON BILLIONS in Iraq. A few billion here would have saved lives. A few billion here would have re-enforced those levies years ago. A few billion here and those people would have a place to stay, food to eat, and water to drink for as long as it takes.

Oh, yes, Bush is calling for us to donate to the Red Cross. And we should. But WHY should the burden go to the Red Cross and donations?

Oh, god, if I could just be in a room alone for a few minutes with Haliburton…I am so fucking angry.

God help us if there is a surprise lying in store for us.

God help us if it’s a bigger city next time.

behemoth

progress report
clicky = biggie

seriously, it’s HUGE! and UNGAINLY! and NOT FINISHED!

my evening schedule has become:

1. get home from work
2. make and eat dinner
3. knit and watch tv
4. nookie of some sort (yay nookie! and toys!)
5. knit until my eyes water and my brain turns to mush
6. crawl into bed way too late

tuesday tiddies

Knit Owl

I thought, foolishly so, that by remaining “invisible” on yahoo IM that I would not be chatting with other time zones into all hours of the night, and therefore get to bed earlier.

Foolish mortal.

Now I KNIT! I KNIT INTO THE NIGHT!

Last night I was obsessed with getting to the third color on my tote bag. That means I’m 2/3 of the way done. What time did I get to the first row of green? 1:30am.

Seriously, I need help

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oddity

We have an autoclave that is shared by the 3 labs that occupy the “open lab design” here. Usually, the autoclaves smells like badly burnt sugar and dead things.

Today, it smells like vanilla.

Why? Who knows? But it smells like freshly baked cookies back there.

Later, I will ruin it by autoclaving my bag full of used yeasty plates.

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sad

another reason I was late this morning is because I was glued to the TV, watching the devastating aftermath of Katrina.

I had been hoping to visit New Orleans soon. It’s always been on my list of places that I really wanted to go. Kev and I had talked about it a while back…

But now…is it changed forever? Will New Orleans ever be the same?

And for all those affected, I know I can offer no consolation, but my prayers are with them all.

A few “fingers” made it through atlanta. Last night it brough thunder and rain. Today the wind whips through the trees, and large puffy clouds zip through the sky. I can’t believe that the origins of this cooling wind caused so much devastation

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Spaghetti inside

Buy a shirt from BoingBoing and support the National Center for Science Education (NCSE). (clicky the pic above)

What the hell is the Flying Spaghetti Monster? DO YOU LIVE IN A CAVE???

Origins here.

infidels!

I have a “google” home page that I don’t use very often. It has my gmail inbox and some news headlines on it.

The yahoo news story about Katrina hadn’t updated in a while, so I thought maybe google would have a different story.

And yes…the first story under “top stories” was about the hurricane…and I was expecting an AP or reuters story…

but instead, got this:

Google source
if you can’t make it out, clicky for biggie goodness.

which is actually is from reuters - the story is here. It just seemed like such a random thing, though. Maybe all my news should come from AlJazera. Can’t be any more biased than Fox News, right?

all 4 in one post…

knitting

I’ve had to learn continental style knitting for my latest project. I HATED IT…at first.

But now…NOW I…KNIT LIKE THE WIND!!!!

progress

I kick ass. Almost halfway done with the body of the tote bag…in only one weekend.

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science

the other 50% of my 2D gel blot didn’t pan out. DAMMIT! THAT WAS THE 50% I NEEDED! So I spend a good part of this weekend, when I wasn’t knitting, back in the lab, starting another 1st dimension.

We’re also planning to go to Alabama this weekend, which means I won’t be in the lab AND I’m taking labor day off.

I’m going to get “the look” from my advisor again.

*sigh*

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food

I feel a cooking slump coming on. Seriously, I’m just TIRED! I got Kev to take me out on friday (mmmmmm…thai noodle bowls…). Yesterday Kev made a rotisserie chicken, I made some side dishes (mashed taters and sauteed veggies).

Tonight….ugh. I picked up some hot dogs…now…they were QUALITY hot dogs, and we dressed them up with saurkraut and stuff. And HUGE slabs of juicey sweet watermelon. Mmmm…

Then Kev made pudding. mmmm…puddin’.

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sex

We’ve sort of forgotten about the sex toys lately. I don’t know why…we just haven’t used them as much as we used to.

Welll….Saturday night I discovered…via the help of a fun toy and a very enthusiastic Kev…that I could, if I wanted, sing soprano in the church choir instead of alto.

Though the conditions neccessary to repeat the circumstances would probably not be condusive to a prayerful church atmosphere. Technically, though..I was SORT of praying…

Speaking of church, I wore a skirt to church today. Nothing sexy, just a stretchy khaki knee-length thing. I wear a choir robe at church, so it’s almost ridiculous to dress up…YET I STILL DO! CAN I BE ANY MORE PRESBYETERIAN????

Anyway, something about me in a skirt sets Kev off. Seriously. I can be sitting on the couch in nothing but a nightie, and while he’d be appreciative, if he’s preoccupied, I get NOTHING. But me in a skirt (Ok, well, it does show off my newly totally ripped calves nicely. seriously, my legs look FABULOUS!)…and he can’t keep his hands off me.

I’m not even allowed to get undressed! Maybe that’s the thrill for him, the skirt is easy access without the time consuming “removal of clothing” first.

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summary

well, there you are - all 4 of my most common subject in one fun filled post! hope it wasn’t too jarring. unless you LIKE that kind of thing…in which case…come closer…. :)