there is no such thing as theoretical analytical chemistry ( Read more... )

There is no such thing as theoretical analytical chemistry. This while talking to my analytical chemistry teacher. The discipline has no room for devices and procedures that do not work. This is something I find very interesting. In fact, I find it so interesting that it is alluded to in my profile. I am most definitely not an analytical ( Read more... )

Funny things can happen when art and religion mix. Especially when you have different religions. Particularly if there is a tattoo involved. I've been getting tattoos for about ten years now. At first I bounced around to different shops, partly because I moved around a bit, partly because the artists moved around a bit, and partly because I ( Read more... )

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So I'm trying to buy a house. And not just any old house; a house I can live in and rent out the extra rooms to help put me through grad school. I figure if I'm poor enough that I need roommates, I might as well be the boss ( Read more... )

So last night I went to this Greek Festival in Boulder with one of my fellow grad students. She is from Turkey. I'm in a stage of paying more careful consideration to other cultures, particularly now that I understand my own a bit more. And I'm a bit partial to things of a Middle Eastern variety. I'm still thinking in the back of my head that I ( Read more... )

So I got to see Slim Cessna's Auto Club last night, and all it cost me was the gas to get to the show ( Read more... )

This weekend took me back in time about four years. It was schitzophrenic like that. It was a dark and beautiful time, sweet and painful, back when I felt I was alive. I was miserable and desperate and a good bit depressed, but there was no doubt about feeling alive. And anyways, I didn't know there was an option other than miserable and ( Read more... )

It was eleven years ago, that I sat huddled in a corner of a crowded lecture room on the third floor of Bagley Hall with Lance Babcock and John McCleary wondering what the hell I had gotten myself into. All around me, students with intent faces were dutifully taking notes as if they understood the words coming out of the mouth at the front of the ( Read more... )

I listened to this Nick Cave song while driving into the sunrise this morning.

More of an update later, I've got nine hours of lab to teach today.