In which the respite of keeping cells alive is described
In which the usual account of experiments is suspended for an account of how we account experiments…
An account of scrubbing the sections, and of sputtering.
In which good vibes and Vibratome vibes are explored.
In which I describe the first stirrings of some new-old experiments.
A short but perhaps sweet post, with no experiments.
In which the joy of polarized light microscopy is alloyed by recognizing a blue big blistering blunder
All six washing machines are filled. Maybe I am earlier than on past Sundays or maybe the place is busier? One of the machines was done, and feeling a little sheepish handling someone else’s clothing, I placed it on top…
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.