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Apparently there’s a competition called “Dance your PhD” meant for scientists to explain their PhD topic through dance.. and it got major props on Jezebel! .. I’m definitely thinking about competing next year.
http://jezebel.com/5100115/she-blinded-me-with-scienceand-awesome-dance-moves
I don’t know if it’s karma or from overuse (cough.. definitely overuse.. cough), but our A/C doesn’t work anymore. This is perfect timing as we look forward to a 90 degree week.
On a blogosphere note, there’s a crazy rumor that Sarah Palin isn’t actually the mother of her youngest son but rather the grandmother. Coming from a crazy fam myself, this doesn’t seem too absurd (although lying about it does), but I’m going to err on this being a crazy rumor. There’s no way she could be in public office and keep that story hidden from scrutiny. This story seems like a gift for republicans to ignite the charge to attack the liberal media, blogs, etc for being sexist and targeting this poor woman and her mentally disabled child. Shame on you democrats! The republicans would never purposely start a smear rumor like that about Osama … whoops, I mean Obama.
Ha.. HAHAHA!!!!
The accent is amazing and she’s clearly ready to lead on day one. Apparently, she got her first passport a year ago. Major foreign policy experience potential!
haha, apparently it works both ways.. all white people look the same to Asians too
Compilation of things that happened while I was at work:
1. Barack Obama is pretty much the same as he was in 1995 when his first book was published. His accent seems quite midwest to me.
2. According to Bush, Cheney, et al. McCain wasn’t actually tortured..
3. Americans are still fat. In fact, they’re getting fatter. A special shoutout to my Michigan brethen at #10 on the list (note: the only non-southern state in the top ten).
4. It’s pretty easy to send fake Obama VP announcements via Verizon. Virginians were one of the first to fall victim to these malicious pranks.. those Virginians are soo gullible.
5. How do you like me now?? Much much much more actually.
6. Lots of celebrity news.. Jen Garnier has confirmed her pregnancy. There is speculation that Eva Longoria is pregnant (or just getting a little soft). Ricki Martin had twins! Paris Hilton is looking for an English BFF. The cute Canadian couple from The Notebook have rekindled their real-life romance!! Hottie Portia de Rossi and funny Ellen got married over the weekend. Yay to California for their views on equal human rights.
7. Olympic pole vaulting coach is officially a douchebag.
First off, I’ve got a new favorite word. EPIC. This was an epic week in my world. Let me first start out by posting this awesome clip that was up on Wonkette.
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q3ThlJOj6zk)
Bad day solved. You can thank me later.
Second, I’ve had a couple of EPIC (I use this word loosely) morningstories recently but have been too busy to post them.
On Monday morning I was running down a pedestrian path in my usual sleepy stupor. Suddenly, to my annoyance, a heard a car approaching on the auto-free “street” from behind me. As I begrudgingly jumped out of the way, I realized it was a police car! and the officers were rolling down the window to talk to me. Ruh roh. Did they see me run out in front of that car while looking the wrong way? Nope, worse. They were on a manhunt at 7:30am for a dodgy mid-twenties yr old male wearing dark militaryesque trousers and a navy hoodie, had I seen him? Thank god, no. He sounds awful.. or at least his fashion-sense does. They politely thanked me for my time, and I continued my run… lo and behold, who do I see half a mile down the path?! The CRIMINAL! Looking very suspicious with a plastic bag of contraband (I can only assume) slowly meandering along seedily surveying his surroundings. Since I don’t carry a cell phone during my runs, I was helpless in reporting the scoundrel and defenseless if attacked. In true coward fashion, I sprinted as fast as I could past him and never looked back. Talk about a brush with the devil! .. what kind of person has police looking for him before most people have even had their morning showers? I wonder what he did.
Tuesday I had to get up really early and be to work by 8:30am (gasp). This may not sound so awful to you early birds, but I didn’t end up leaving until 9:45pm (double gasp). I missed lunch after knocking my salad all over the floor before I could eat it, and to make matters worse, we didn’t even finish the experiment. It was all worth it in the end though, because I successfully completed my first ever silver stain the next day! wot wot! It may not be the prettiest gel ever, but it’s a very happy one (evident by its smiling ill-run protein bands).
Wednesday I also went to work early and ended up losing my cell pellet in the waste bin while siphoning supernatant (i.e. dumping carelessly) during my nuclear extraction experiment. I literally lost 5 large plates of cells, of which had taken 6 days to grow, in a matter of seconds… typical.
Thursday early morning, after getting dropped off by a cab coming from a dinner party, I saw a FOX! of the animal variety! Why don’t we ever see foxes in America?? I always see them here!!! and they’re so cute. Do they exist in the OOSA? He jumped through the fence of Liddell, and I followed him in. He eyed me warily as I walked by and then went on with his business.
Today, I was EPIC-ly hungover… caused by my brush with a second devil. Pear ABSOLUT.
Tomorrow I go to Cornwall, where I will be driving a rental (luckily and necessarily, and automatic). I’m sure they’ll be lots of EPIC stories to tell about that.
Ok, night night. Also, I’m thinking of changing the blog name to “CUTE PUPPIES! AND OTHER CUTE GOOEY GOOEY THINGS!! OMG!”
I just arrived in Oxford after being absent for 1 year. I was sure everything would be just like before. I planned long runs in the morning, dinner at my favorite Thai restaurant, and lots of visits with old friends. Unfortunately, I realized things aren’t quite the same as they were before, and even if they are, I can’t seem to remember correctly the Oxford before.
I lived in the crazy picturesque dreaming spires city of Oxford from 2004-06 working on my graduate degree, and have since moved away. What a difference a year and a half makes! First off, let me preface all of this by explaining that I am still severely jetlagged and currently have a nasty cold. I’ve survived on night-time cold medication to attain the little sleep I do get, and even that is interrupted by coughing fits. Yesterday morning I woke up at 7:45 am (that’s 2:45 am in DC!), threw on some jogging gear, and attempted to find my old running route along the Thames river path. Instead, I spent 4 miles zigzagging around the city completely at a loss to the location of the path entrance. How absurd! particularly because of the prolific amounts of miles I’ve logged in Oxford, often while running on this same Thames path at dusk or later. How could I not find it in the light of day!? Fortunately today I found it, so crisis over for the meantime.
Other sad stories: forgetting the locations of my favorite pubs and restaurants, having yet to gorge myself on chiang mai pad thai, not recognizing anyone at my college, student ID expiring, being mistaken for an asian (”oriental”) tourist within my own college, tipping too much, people giving me weird/annoyed looks at the pub for talking too loud or with my twangy american accent (it’s a PUB people, meant for socializing, not for reading your favorite novel), and nearly getting hit by cars while crossing the street (look RIGHT first dummy!). I’m meant to go to Cornwall for a weekend soon, with plans to rent a car (luckily automatic) and drive to a friend’s house. I can’t even cross the street! How am I going to survive the motorway, or worse.. a ROUNDABOUT.
Anyway, back to business.
This morning I rent for a run on the Thames path, after being diverted by a very friendly and cordial police officer with no gun around wreckage in the road. As I crossed the street, I was nearly hit by a car while looking in the opposite direction. I ran around Christ Church meadows, which was surprisingly sans cows. Found my friend’s bike with the wicker basket mounted on the front - pedaled back to the building I am currently staying, in the midst of hundreds of other bikers. While making breakfast, I ran into the scout for my staircase cleaning the kitchen, who was very nice. Took a shower and walked to work, where again I was nearly hit by a car.
This morning, when I woke up, my house was freeeeezing. This would not be such a big deal aside from the fact that I live in DC and today the weatherman tells me it’s supposed to reach upper the upper 90s. My housemates are single handedly contributing to global warming and the most recent $200ish Pepco bill we received last month with their outlandish AC use.
Other than that nothing else too exciting. A guy with squeaky shoes walked behind me for a good 2 blocks on my way to the metro, and it was annoying.