That awkward moment when you tell your grandma about your freelance writing that you’re really enjoying, she’s so proud she wants to see it, and you have to tell her up front that it’s about terrible surgeries and goat gonad implants.
I think the response of “…oh! Well! I’m proud of you, you keep up the, uh, good work, I’m…I don’t need to see it.” was the best possible outcome in this situation.
You know, I don’t, I love too many animals, but I almost want to pick a *most* favorite species/genus now that you ask. I haven’t thought about it in a while, but it might be interesting to look at some of the animals I know of and love - my problem is that I’m constantly reading about new [to me] and awesome animals/bugs/species of everything and it’s a bit overwhelming thinking of EVERYTHING. :P
I almost miss when I knew, like, as many species as I knew pokemon… >_>
Megalonychidae (Two-toed sloths)
Phyllobates (true dart frogs)
Oraseminae (Eurcharitid wasp)
African Painted Dog
***I have a history blog (that I’m terrible at updating but is still not awful, seriously): Cabbaging Cove
***I have a personal blog (that is mostly awful but frequently updated): Of Paper and Ponies
***I have a Flickr stream (with about 650 new photos which will be posted this week): Biomedical Scraps
“Stfu, woman, this hangover can’t be cured by table water”
You know, it really influences my dreams very little, though my friends say they have weird medical/creepy animal-based dreams after my long-winded over-excited blathering on about something new I’ve learned.
I don’t usually read about this stuff right before I fall asleep, though - I tend to read about air disasters (plane crashes) and about things like the physiology of how someone can literally explode from explosive decompression. Fun fact! It doesn’t happen in space or in airplanes, because the decrease in pressure is actually very minimal - it makes it so one can’t breathe or anything, but you don’t literally *explode*. That only happens when people are in an environment with many atmospheres worth of pressure (deep-sea or deep-sea simulation chambers) that is accidentally brought to surface pressure too quickly. Anyway, the physiology of what happens is *fascinating*.
Anyway, that stuff doesn’t usually affect my dreams, either. My dreams are usually about my friends and people from my past, and sometimes about whatever video game I’ve been playing recently.
When I equate their personalities to monotreme genitalia, they don’t scream and run in the other direction.
…on the other hand, perhaps I scared them into inaction.
Don’t click through if you have some sort of complex and want to think that this guy is nothing but cute (assuming you thought that to begin with).
Do you have a large collection of biomed stuff yourself? Whart got you interested in it?
My pops got me interested in it! Well, he got me interested in critical thinking and the world around me, so I naturally ended up wondering about science, and history, and how things happened, and why things happened. Im so grateful that my parents were able to provide me encyclopedias, and factbooks, and “why do penguins have cold feet?”, even if they were second-hand books. I read them all until they fell apart.
Not sure why I got into history and science over other things like math and art and music (though admittedly I was a musician for 13 years, and really do have a great amateur appreciation for art), but I sure am into them. You know.
Not that random disappearances are uncommon on my part, I just thought I’d mention that I’m still alive, because I like to loudly proclaim “I’M NOT DEAD YET!” to random people.
That said, don’t expect much around here until after the first week of June. I’m working every day until about 2 am, and spending the few days I have off with my friends.
But! After my birthday and the stupid random shifts thanks to college kids leaving, I’ll be around again. Thanks for all the nice notes recently, and don’t think I’ll just ignore your requests because I’m not posting all that much - most of the recent requests I’ve had will be covered when I’m back.
Actually going into the medical field ended up killing my enthusiasm in a serious way, especially when I was taking all of my chem classes, but when I switched over to Biology alone (I mean, on top of all the Dairy Science classes I already finished) I actually regained my passion for medicine and history and started this blog.
…no, no, I’m kidding. But as you’ve probably noticed, Real Life™ and trying to survive the insane economy has certainly been doing its best keeping me away from the blog. Posts will still be fairly sporadic and un-queued until at least the new year. But I’m not dead yet!
In the mean time, feel free to:
To be honest, I’m more likely to make posts when I get specific requests that I can fill, as my own inspiration is pretty much languishing in a cobweb-filled corner, despite having a huge amount of potential material. I’ll poke the inspiration-blob once I have less work and start classes again.
HOKAY. So. As bloody tired as I am, I’ve decided that today is the day I’m going to get my ducks in a row and organize my life so that I can actually move forward. That doesn’t actually mean a whole lot regarding you guys, but I figure part of organizing ducks is neatly stacking the blog-ducks in the same place.
Of Paper and Ponies - Personal, Weird, Shiny Things, Commentary. My personal blog. Ranty, insipid, mostly mindless, probably offensive. Also includes shiny things, topless humans, and my music/ginger/lava/geology loves.
Biomedical Ephemera - Science, History, Medicine, Animals. Medical history and natural history stuff. Animals and comparative anatomy, old medical cures/surgical procedures, ways to become deformed/dead, contemporary interpretations of pathologies and non-pathological anatomy from history. Pretty much anything biology, zoology, or medical from before the mid-20th century.
Cabbaging Cove - Culture, History, Vintage, Fashion. I have a *thing* for history. This is where my non-science history goes. Generally from the Regency to the Edwardian eras, but I get into anything that’s post-Medieval. Advertising, fashion, and photography that evokes the Western cultures of the day are my primary subjects, but I like to explore everything.
Not my blog:
Fuck Yeah Medical Stuff - Mariana’s blog that I’m currently helping run for the moment. Modern medical topics, pathology cases, microbiology, pharmacology, and anatomy. An escape for me to get back into modern science (my background) and out of history for a bit.
Ok? OK! That’s where you can find stuff I post. Blog-ducks corralled!
This, but in jeans and a t-shirt, without the fancy hair:
stout, muscular, ginger, “dwarfish”, though I’m a full 4’11” thankyouverymuch.
Been told I have “good hips for bearing sons” by someone who’s apparently watched Mulan one too many times.