The Biology Thread

[Nephew Twiddleton]

So you're working with Brassica, which, we both know that we both know is broccoli/cabbage, but I'm going to look up that specific species. I don't know B. raba.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

I kind of hate how fast quarters move. I mean, it's readysetGOGOGOGOGO oh god OK take three weeks off.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

So you're working with Brassica, which, we both know that we both know is broccoli/cabbage, but I'm going to look up that specific species. I don't know B. raba.

Turnip.

Nigel, stop blowing my mind.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

So you're working with Brassica, which, we both know that we both know is broccoli/cabbage, but I'm going to look up that specific species. I don't know B. raba.

Turnip.

Nigel, stop blowing my mind.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

I kind of hate how fast quarters move. I mean, it's readysetGOGOGOGOGO oh god OK take three weeks off.

I actually appreciated the whole month I had off.

I probably would have lost my mind.

And Villager and I went on vacation last weekend on the understanding that it was, "oh god, this science thing is happening, isn't it? And I'm not going to be very free for a while!" Which is even weirder because we both already work in science as grunts (Villager has a bachelor's in history, but is working as an admin/research assistant in sleep medicine NEXT DOOR TO MY PLACE OF EMPLOYMENT) and well, my gig, but going, heh).  Yeah, I want to be a scientist and never a history teacher. And oddly, I'm gunning for the science, but Villager is not, as a scientist, even though she is a published scientific author (you may ask me for her name to read her articles, if you are a well established PDer).

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

So I am seriously considering taking geology for my 12 elective science credits. Just because I fucking love rocks. I'm supposed to take something that supports my area of interest, which would realistically be biochemistry, but I feel so fucking fried out on the micro shit already. I want to take geology.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

I kind of hate how fast quarters move. I mean, it's readysetGOGOGOGOGO oh god OK take three weeks off.

I actually appreciated the whole month I had off.

I probably would have lost my mind.

And Villager and I went on vacation last weekend on the understanding that it was, "oh god, this science thing is happening, isn't it? And I'm not going to be very free for a while!" Which is even weirder because we both already work in science as grunts (Villager has a bachelor's in history, but is working as an admin/research assistant in sleep medicine NEXT DOOR TO MY PLACE OF EMPLOYMENT) and well, my gig, but going, heh).  Yeah, I want to be a scientist and never a history teacher. And oddly, I'm gunning for the science, but Villager is not, as a scientist, even though she is a published scientific author (you may ask me for her name to read her articles, if you are a well established PDer).

I'd be interested in looking at her research, I love sleep disorders!

[Nephew Twiddleton]

So I am seriously considering taking geology for my 12 elective science credits. Just because I fucking love rocks. I'm supposed to take something that supports my area of interest, which would realistically be biochemistry, but I feel so fucking fried out on the micro shit already. I want to take geology.

I finished up my science requirements in History with Astronomy, knowing full well that I was transferring to Biology. I loved that class. Given my druthers I would actually be an astrophysicist. But a combination of job opportunities in New England skewing towards biology, lack of good seeing in the city and the fact that biology is just as interesting and a better career choice...

It's kinda like the rock star thing. I dunno. My interest in science has always been, well, stellar.

But life is just as enthralling, and more challenging.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

I kind of hate how fast quarters move. I mean, it's readysetGOGOGOGOGO oh god OK take three weeks off.

I actually appreciated the whole month I had off.

I probably would have lost my mind.

And Villager and I went on vacation last weekend on the understanding that it was, "oh god, this science thing is happening, isn't it? And I'm not going to be very free for a while!" Which is even weirder because we both already work in science as grunts (Villager has a bachelor's in history, but is working as an admin/research assistant in sleep medicine NEXT DOOR TO MY PLACE OF EMPLOYMENT) and well, my gig, but going, heh).  Yeah, I want to be a scientist and never a history teacher. And oddly, I'm gunning for the science, but Villager is not, as a scientist, even though she is a published scientific author (you may ask me for her name to read her articles, if you are a well established PDer).

I'd be interested in looking at her research, I love sleep disorders!

Will go to google scholar, brb

[Nephew Twiddleton]

One thing that I will take comfort in:

My Last Name as a scientist will signal me out immediately. Apparently Villager's last name is more scientifically attested than I expected.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Made more difficult by the fact that there is a published scientist with Villager first initial middle initial last name that was published before I was born. And I'm 3 years older than her.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Bam. Got it. PI is a good thing to throw in. 3 articles incoming.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Awesome, thanks!

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Awesome, thanks!

I should probably read them too.

Twid,
Bad boyfriend

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Ok, so we got Drosophilae messed up on ether, examined their sexual dimorphism and put them in an incubator for breeding purposes. Well we were supposed to brush in 8 to 10 breeding pairs. But sometimes it doesn't work like that. I had like 6 males and a bunch of females, and a few had died and were at the bottom of the nutrient medium. And of course, because this was my first time doping fruitflies I accidentally killed a few, which percentage wise worked out to be a good chunk of the males.

At least 3 males survived. I expect larvae on Tuesday.

This was a dry run, with only F1 Wild Type, for practice. Two fruitflies revived and flew off. Meh. Some of them were reviving after I transferred to the breeding vial so I put them in the morgue vial (which to the casual observer is exactly what it sounds like. It's a vial full of dead fruitflies and ethanol).

Also ether smells horrible, like 117.3 sharpies opened at once in an enclosed area.