Now I, too, am on the Bookface.

What can I say, I just wanted to be one of the cool kids.

So I have been admitted into the sacred interior of the Davies Lab as an acolyte. For the past week I have been shown the various rites and rituals that are the acolyte's lot - Washing Up, every day, that the god of glassware not leave us bereft. Evacuation, and Flushing With Nitrogen, thrice, that the Oxygen Devil not undo our holy work. ( Read more... )

Those who've been paying attention will know that my mother is a bee-keeper, and I assist. Well today it turns out there's a sting in the tail of this cosy domestic apiculture: I've apparently developed an allergy to bees. Being stung in the head really goddamn sucks even without a body-wide plague of itchery and nastiness. I guess I have to start ( Read more... )

I'm going to have to take it on trust that this Farcebook thing of Ian's is what he says it is.

On request: http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=103680086047

http://www.wellcomecollection.org/exhibitionsandevents/events/Quacks-and-Cures/index.htm

Who's up for going? I fully expect this to be awesome as the Wellcome Collection is a brilliant establishment.

I have finally sorted through the inchoate mess of impressions left upon me by Transformers 2 ( Read more... )

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http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/northamerica/usa/5395830/Abu-Ghraib-abuse-photos-show-rape.htmlRead more... )

Or, Things I Learned From My Supervisor ( Read more... )

Take that Madgascar you little shit. Finally you are mine. Bow before the might of Parasite Kath.