In which the joy of polarized light microscopy is alloyed by recognizing a blue big blistering blunder
I tell the tale of a preliminary, or pilot, experiment. The ‘sky’ comes in as I spend time looking out the window from my office. Sea too.
In which the week’s progress is recounted and as a bonus I invent a good term for calesthenics with numbers.
A quiet week at Woods Hole.
Blogging returns after a 3 month hiatus with a brief account of what happens to cell walls when cells are ground up.
What do you call a woman who drinks too much? … … A dram queen. OK ok, sorry, couldn’t resist, on with the tales of lab dram. This week, I slipped the traces of the computer and pulled the lab…
This week, I have been measuring. This sounds as though I have been holding up a ruler to measure how high my plants have grown, or perhaps putting a dozen leaves on a balance. But no, I am using a…
In which I describe experiments that produced cells looking rather like a Kandinsky print. Is this an Art-ifact?
In which I regale the reader with tales of the diSPIM