Monthly Archive for January, 2006

conversation #1038

watching TV, a girl wearing all pink, sitting in a very pink bedroom, appears on the screen.

Kev: Whoa. too much. that’s pinker than pussy.

Me: now WHY would you come up with that comparison???

Kev: I don’t know.

later

Kev: actually, her shirt is more coral than pink.

pause

Me: I think that’s the gayest thing you’ve ever said.

Kev: I was JUST THINKING THAT!

OK, I lied

I lied in my comments in the last post. I did have some time to tweak around my template. of course, I SHOULD have used that time to knit. Or clean. But something like that just eats at me. TEMPLATE PROBLEMS! POOR, DEPRIVED READERS WHO CAN’T VIEW MY BLOG PROPERLY!

I am nothing but a fan whore.

So I tweaked. New people and regulars who had trouble before - please let me know how it looks. The banner at the top looks weird in IE, but I’m not sure what to do about it. And if you have 800 x 600 screen resolution….well…good luck.

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and boy howdy, if I thought the place I looked at yesterday was expensive…today’s was even more. Yikes! It’s a beautiful venue for a reception…but I think it’s too pricey. Plus no attached hotel for drunken friends.

And no comped hotel room for the bride and groom….I mean….COME ON!


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Enough of that.

Miserable week in science.

There is construction work going on in our hallway - they’re renovating the lab space adjacent to ours. They’re also doing something funky to the ventilation, and on tuesday, we had some kind of weird wind tunnel effect when our front door was open. The pressure would actually prevent the door from closing, and we had a strong breeze blowing through the lab.

Carrying construction dust.

Over the media plates I was using for my experiment.

Of the 300 plates I used in my experiment…I would say that 270 of them were complete covered in…NOT beautiful and perfectly round and happy yeast colonies…but A SOLID LAWN OF WHITE FUZZ.

contaminated. I would suspect it was the water, but there were a few plates unscathed. Must have been the air flow bringing in dirty air from next door. GODDAMIT!!! A waste of a week. Nothing was usable. Even the few left clean don’t help me.

Also a bad week in science in general. EVERYONE is talking about the scandal in Korea. We have a Korean post-doc in the lab, and she’s REALLY taking it hard. Not that we’re disappointed that there aren’t any cloned stem cells…but the fact that they LIED! and SO MUCH other unethical stuff - coercing female techs in the lab into giving up their eggs…ugh. And right now…SCIENCE DOESN’T NEED THIS! Science is already in the limelight for the whole evolution thing. We’re gaining ground there. But this puts EVERYONE’S credibility in question.

not that we aren’t perfectly aware that there are certain labs (which shall be unnamed here, don’t wanna get Dooced) that have stretched their data a little thin. Made sweeping conclusions on flimsy results, and only got published because they’re in the national academy, or know someone on the editorial board.

But something THIS huge hurts us all. I can’t even believe they thought they would get away with it! CLONED HUMAN STEM CELLS?? SURELY NO ONE WILL DOUBLE CHECK THAT!

And then there is the tool from University of Pittsburgh who, once the scandal broke, requested that his name be removed from the paper.

What a jackass. If your NAME is on a paper, you’d better be DAMNED sure that you were actively involved in confirming results, you’ve gone over the date critically, and are sure that the conclusions are solid. That’s why your name is on the paper, even if you didn’t personally do the work. You were consulted. You gave opinion.

If you FAILED to do any of this, and just decided that it would REALLY inflate your ego and boost your career to have your name on a GROUNDBREAKING paper, and you didn’t do your homework…

tough shit. You dug your own grave there. and it’s POOR FORM to all of a sudden say “oohhhh…I don’t want my name associated with this scandal.” You go down with the ship, asswipe.

But that’s just my opinion.

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And ummm…for those that came over here from Erosblog looking for more sex posts…

ummm….

boobies?

sorry. my blog isn’t consistantly naughty. it isn’t consitantly anything.

Not sure how it happened…

I can’t believe it. I was always so…uncaring about the whole thing. Yeah, whatever. I want a simple affair. really, I just want a small party. Hang out with friends. Casual. Relaxed. No stressful planning.

but I have become…

Psycho wedding planner.

Seriously, it’s all I can think about. I can’t eat at a restaurant without thinking “I wonder if this would do for a rehearsal dinner?” I can’t hear a band without thinking “Wonder if they do weddings?” I can’t even TALK to anyone without mentioning the wedding at LEAST once.

I do not want to be this person.

I do not want to be Psycho Bride. Bridezilla. Bride of Frankenstein (hehehehe…that makes Kev frankenstein. what would that look like?)

Once I get the reception place worked out, things will calm down. For two weeks. Then my mother comes to visit, and we have to fit a ton of crap into a week: dress shopping, invitation design (we’re making our own), maybe some rehearsal dinner investigation.

I did meet with one potential reception place today. I’m not going into all the details here, but let me just say: wow. weddings are expensive.

OK, I’m not going to bring up the wedding again.

Tonight I went out with some girls from the lab. We ate a very nice dinner at Eurasia. Mmmm…lamb chops, japanese veggies, and rice. Then to a little coffee shop called Java Monkey for some live music. The quartet that performed KICKED ASS. Beautiful harmonies. Gospel, a little doo wap. A little folk. Awesome.

Wonder if they do weddings?

*SMACK!*

Anyway, I put myself on their mailing list. I’d LOVE to hear them again.

Also, apparently there is free live music every week at Java Monkey. Why was I too lazy to know this??? I’m definately going back. And dragging Kev with me.

And they’re too small for the reception.

*SMACK!*

jeebus…hang on to your bandwidth!

I have been erosblogged!

The last time I was breifly mentioned, my counter went nuts.

The first and most infamous time, photobucket died on me.

If I decide to make the Toy Review a regular feature (and OH HOW I WANT TO!), I’d better invest in some better file storage for my template!!!

yet another conversation at our house

*rattling noises coming from the kitchen*

Me: *accusing* HEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN THERE!!!!

Kev: putting together YOUR LUNCH for tomorrow.

Me: oh. ohhhhh sweetie, I love you soooo much!!! and you penis is soooo big!!! you are sooo wonderful!!!

Kev: UH HUH! THAT’S RIGHT!