-Late nights spent in the lab are a hoot if you have imagination kindred to that of the Bronte sisters (2).
-I remember being one of two people in 'ole Page, AZ who admitted to a disenchantment with enchiladas. I should have known that was to prepare me to face the unjust judgment of future people who would shockingly discover that I have no favorable feelings toward pie... (I am truly a minority amongst minorities)
-I still have not decided which HP character to assume! I like the cartoon illustration of the Patil twins shown below (3). Anyone want to be my India-Indian (4) twin?
-General conference weekend was, as always, delightful (5).1) I am following Grey's Anatomy THIS season. It has been an okay diversion UNTIL this week. Initially, I laughed because it was just a notch below cute. Then my laughs gave way to confusion because the seriousness of the moment was vaporizing into nonsensical singing. My confusion inevitably morphed into irritability because what would have been a powerful story was reduced to a Glee-like show. I was determined to vent these thoughts to someone, but I watched it during an episodic night of insomnia. Unable to express my scathing review at the time, I let my thoughts simmer in a dreamless sleep. Time and work have mitigated my vexation. For now, my simple review is, if the purpose of that Grey's Anatomy episode was to fail, it was expertly executed.
2) I love traversing through fictitious worlds brought alive by the creative genius of classic authors. Lately, I have been indulging in the writings of the Bronte sisters. This has proved to only make the creepy creepier. Through out the week, I needed to return to the lab at night to complete or begin experiments. I venture there were only a handful of souls housed in the enormous building named after the late Nils Hasselmo. I was confined to the top most level where no creature, except myself, stirred. The sounds of released pressure from liquid Nitrogen tanks, safety alarms from fume hoods and carbon dioxide maintained incubators were distorted to mimic unseen persons by my overactive imagination. The dark room, which can be a place of momentary peace in the daylight hours, was at night the pinnacle of my eerie amusement. Flooded with red light and locked by me from the inside (typical behavior when using the developer), I reflected on Jane Eyre's nightmarish encounter with the vampire-like Lady Rochester. Needless to write, I quickly exposed my western blot and developed the film to quit the dark room before I was forced to commit an Anne Shirley and faint. Fortunately, my wits were quickly restored by an earlier act of enjoyment when I emptied unused dry ice cubes into the 42C and 56C water baths. The wispy white fumes simmered above the water and gracefully fell to the floor. It reminded me of root beer and Halloween, which led to Harry Potter, DH movie part II, and then BAM, my next question which replaced any fears I may have had- who will I be on July 15th?!
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4) India-Indian refers to people from India... the large country that boasts more than 1 billion people. None other than myself coined this term a few years back when I wished to distinguish Native American Indians (another term used a few days back in 2004) from Indians from India. I am fully aware that I represent a small percentage of people (albeit it still represents a greater percentage of people who have not declared a love for pie) who care about the use of the word Native American vs American Indian vs Indigenous people of the America's. I may say that I am a Navajo or t'aa dine, but who in this part of the world recognizes that cool group of people? None, from what I have experienced. Whatever the case may be, I have a lengthy tirade on this subject and the history of the term "India-Indians."
5) General conference was splendid. One of my favorite Facebook status updates was from a Brother Garrett B. Fotu posted on Saturday. It simply and sweetly stated "cookies and conference :)" The thought makes me smile now! :D Why, one may ask? Because it succinctly equates two merry activities for the soul- eating cookies for the body and general conference for the spirit. Brilliantly stated. Anyway, I was prompted to complete my mormon.org profile this week. I was reminded of the derivation of my happiness, which is an understanding of the Plan of Salvation. I loved the talks by inspired men and women and felt the full impact of their message by my prayerful efforts prior to general conference. All of this and more will be expressed in my profile once I set aside time and sit down to write. :)
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