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March 26, 2008

Free Love and Protein Synthesis

This morning I was welcomed to the lab with leftover cupcakes and a link to this video. It's from 1971 and completely nerdy and scientific. Imagine marching band + science nerds + interpretive dance + poetry. Warning, some of the people in this film are clearly on psychoactive drugs. Plus, it's narrated by Nobel laureate Paul Berg. Fast forward past the first 3:30 if you don't want to hear the scientific explanation.

I love how the GTP molecule represents hydrolysis and energy release with a puff of smoke!

March 19, 2008

Oh yeah, I Passed!

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Good News, Everyone! I passed my qualifying exam without too much of an issue. Sure I've got some minor revisions to make, but overall it's a great relief. Now back to doing research. To celebrate, I got the heck outta town and visited Tom in DC for a long St. Patrick's Day weekend. I got to see Bob Mould play live with his band followed by an immensely fun Blowoff.

Clicky Clicky for the Photos!

March 03, 2008

Vermont Ski Trip

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My grad school class went skiing at Mt. Snow in Vermont this past weekend. We drove there in a snowstorm. The Toyota Sienna minivan sucks in the snow, especially on Steep Hill road with 4 inches of unplowed snow. We made it, not all of us in once piece. There was a foot of fresh snow the next day which was great. More to come on the singular casualty of the trip.

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February 19, 2008

T Minus Ten Days

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Thesis Proposal is still due on the 29th. 10 Days to go, and I'm not even close to being done. Hopefully it'll be streamlined and good enough that I can use it for an actual grant submission and get a few extra bucks i my wallet to go with the moths and tumbleweeds.

I did manage to find a swank corner office in which to work. Small things.

January 15, 2008

Puppy Love

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While this puppy looks cute, I fear he's actually eaten Santa Claus. Be afraid!
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April 11, 2007

Going in all directions

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Immunology problem set is now turned in, and I can once again breathe. This course load is kicking my ass. No wonder undergraduate advisers never want people to take more than about 16 credit hours. I feel kinda fragmented lately, similar to how I look in this mirror art sculpture I encountered at Boston Logan airport. Easter festivities in the greater Boston area were a welcome distraction from school - despite impending deadlines. Luckily I have next week completely off. My last spring break probably forever. It can't come soon enough.

March 01, 2007

Science Can Be Fun

WoolworthBuilding.jpgOn Monday I attended the New York Academy of Science lecture titled "The Science of Beer". Dr. Charlie Bamforth gave a terrificly entertaining talk which included animal noises and a douche joke. Yes, seriously. Afterwards, refreshments were provided by local breweries. Mmmmmm...Beer. The guy from the Duvel / Chimay distributer was really stingy with the beers, so I gave up and talked to the nice folks from Heartland and Sixpoint breweries. They kept me refreshed, and I kept oogling the incredibly attractive crowd.

All the NYAS lectures are on the 40th floor of 4 World Trade Center, a bright and shiny glass skyscraper just adjacent to where the twin towers once stood. The view was outstanding despite the weather being crappy. I'd love to go back in the summer and watch the sunset from that venue. It reminded me again how much I love the gothic style of the Woolworth building, and how I'd love to go inside and tour it. Anybody got a hook-up?

February 21, 2007

Villiany

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Before I implement my diabolical scheme, let me explain it to you and give you time to escape. You see, my giant centromere of doom will soon roll throughout space, destroying planets with it's enormous microtubule protrusions.

MUAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!

December 06, 2006

He's a Real Doctor!

DrJeff.jpgA few weeks ago, as part of the translational research focus of our training, I spent the afternoon in one of the clinics observing and asking the doctor questions. Dressing the part was kind of fun, strutting about in a necktie and lab coat all afternoon. Each of us was sent to a different clinic. The other guys went to the breast cancer center, the GI center, or the myeloma center in the main hospital. They sent me to observe a prostate specialist.

The amount one can get away with while wearing a lab coat is astounding. I walked into the clinic and the desk staff sent me right back to the doctor's lounge without a second thought. Not a single patient batted an eyelash when the RealDocâ„¢ asked if it was okay for a student (me) to observe. The variety of patients and wives we saw that day was astounding. One guy drove in from Pennsylvania just to get his 3-month hormone injection but was otherwise doing fine. One couple from long island could easily have been my parents. The wife was wearing a sweater with little lighthouse buttons for crying out loud! She took copious notes while her husband was fairly glib about the whole process. "Tell him to eat better!" "Tell him that exercise is a good idea!" She chirped during the conversation. We saw one guy in his 80's who was just in for his injection, but was completely at peace with the fact that he was going to die soon from three types of cancer! THREE! His wife had cancer too.

You'd think this was all depressing and awful, but it wasn't really. All of the patients are already diagnosed and have had several tests performed before we saw them, so there was no bad news to deliver, and no emotional outbursts. The scariest thing I saw was a guy and his wife in their 50 (both looked in great shape) who had recently been diagnosed, had his prostate removed, and now seeking second opinions because his tests results were coming back with poor results. He was in a grey area of treatment, and had some tough decisions to make.

Will this make me a better researcher? I hope so. Was the experience valuable? Definitely. At the bare minimum, now I know what doctors are doing while I'm sitting in an exam room waiting nervously. They're calling other doctors, reviewing tests, consulting colleagues, and making sure you're getting the best treatment possible. That said, the guy I observed works in the clinic one day per week, the rest of the time he does medical reporting research. Talk about a cushy doctor job, except for all the digital rectal exams.

[Note: I left the room while the delicate part of the exams were performed]