Wednesday, March 31, 2010

See bacterial invasion with your own eyes!

Here is a confocal microscopy movie of a cell that's expressing a particular protein that is tagged with a green fluorescent protein (GFP) from jellyfish. The cell is then infected with bacteria (appearing in red). Note that as the each bacterial particle lands, the green host proteins accumulate at the base. This accumulation only occurred where the bacterium landed, indicating that...

On Waterloo Bridge

AFTER THE LUNCH (Wendy Cope)On Waterloo Bridge where we said our goodbyes,The weather conditions bring tears to my eyes.I wipe them away with a black woolly gloveAnd try not to notice I've fallen in love.On Waterloo Bridge I am trying to think:This is nothing. You're high on the charm and the drink.But the juke-box inside me is playing a...

Sunday, March 28, 2010

A pointless post

this song has been playing over and over in my head. not sure how it came up. i think it might have been a twitter convo on musicals. anyway, i decided to record myself, and used the voice clip as a soundtrack for a video of my little alien friend. you can tell i've got too much time on my hands. and that's good because i've been terribly busy the past six weeks. i almost reached the point...

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Happy The Man

HAPPY THE MANHappy the man, and happy he alone,He who can call today his own:He who, secure within, can say,Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.Be fair or foul or rain or shineThe joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine.Not Heaven itself upon the past has power,But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.This would be a good reading during my funeral, when it...

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Insecurities

insecurities, we all have them; and a common source of them is our fear of ridicule and criticisms from others. i have insecurities, but i think they're a bit different from the traditional ones. i really couldn't care less about criticisms and ridicule from people i do not know, or if i do know them, i do not care about. they are just not worth the emotional energy it would take to keep...

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

I'm a poet, and didn't know it.

In the midst of sundown's haze and huesMy shadow's form, it reaches far.The coming twilight hails the moon,And greeted by the evening star.My thoughts are held by tenuous peace,My hands gripped tight by insecurity's throes.I meekly summon with desperate plea,The brave spirit to overcome my foes.I now stand alone on granite rock,Feeling the world's gentle rhythm ties.I'm forced to hark back...