Songs without Words

So I step into the shower, naked like nobody’s business, and I see this spider. That brown, stripe-legged raggedy-looking spider was huddled up in the corner, front legs covering its eyes. Man, he was pissed!

“Yo, yo, yo, man. What you think you doin’, comin’ up into my crib like this, ass-nekkid? I don’ remember asking for no male strippers.”

“Wait, you high or sumthin’? Yo’ crib?!” I exclaimed. “This ain’t your space – it’s my shower.”

And then the spider did that creepy shit where it looks like it’s walking on air and all that. You know what I mean?

“Lookie here, son, I busted my silk-spinnin’ ass (literally, get it, man? aw, you’re lame) last night, building this little shanty and you have to go all boar-joiz “evict the spider” on me huh? Huh? You think this buildin’s yours? I come in here, I build my house. I live here. Shit, man! My great-great-great-gramps, he’s living here all nice an’ all, on some bushes and trees, and then you things run over the place and put up this big ol’ thing. Where’s we supposed to live, huh? Huh?”

“Yo man, chill. I’m not here to wash you down the drain. You jus’ mind yo own business and I’ll mind mine.”

“Feh, nekkid big pink thing.” And he started pacing around irritably til I left.
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Man, I’ve been strangely uncoordinated lately.  I hope this is just a passing anomaly … .

Yesterday, I crashed into the lab’s front door because my left hand failed to turn the handle but my legs kept following the path I had pre-planned in my mind.  It was lightly painful, but mostly embarrassing.  Fortunately, no one was around to see it (I hope).

Today, I was reaching down to unplug my laptop cable and – get this – my *eye* freaking crashed into a corner of my laptop cooling pad on the counter.  (Don’t worry – my eye’s okay.)  Geez, what’s up with that?!

Ignore me.
Someone stole my cushion,
So my butt hurts.

The ringing in my ears makes me numb
But I want to pretend that the pain
(In my rear)
Is all that troubles my heart.

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Hmm, just a little experiment in my ‘test tube’ ;).  Not actually reflective of how I feel, btw.

Today, James and I gave Sukant a crash course in genetics as preparation for his journal club presentation tomorrow.  During this “course,” James was explaining how we know certain genes (e.g. p53) are essential:

“We know certain genes are essential when the test animals die with the gene knocked out.  Think about how we know if a file is essential for your computer – if you delete ‘autoexec.bat,’ you notice that your computer doesn’t boot up anymore.  It’s an essential file.  However, if you delete ‘Shakira – Hips Don’t Lie.mp3,’ your computer runs just fine.  It’s not an essential file.  Genes are the same way.”

=)

Heya. Kozue is bending to the light, which means she’s alive! Yayyy.

New 20-min drawing below the cut, but PG-13 for violence.

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… come pet my fluff friend d>_Georgebert Prime (I know, I know, I should’ve become a professional baby-name consultant; ah the regrets of adulthood! ~sigh~). I was going to name him Georgeathan, but there are too many existing hits for that @_@.

So yes. Pet Georgebert’. And you shall get good luck!

The Red Cross nurses must be really bored these days or something … . So today, at my bi-monthly blood-letting, I ended up in a bed that was anti-parallel to my friend Emily’s (coincidence that we went at the same hour). The nurse – apparently of the fun-loving type, as evidenced by her announcement that she would take the boy she’s babysitting to a fun rock concert tonight – decided that Emily and I ought to have a blood race (to see who leaks blood faster ..). So we were started simultaneously and told to read off each others’ volume progress. At first, Emily was way ahead – by at least 30 mL. But uhuhu, I caught a second wind, and the nurse excitedly started reading out the numbers like the score of a basketball game when we were within 1 mL of each other. “That was lame,” my friend concluded after I was declared the winner – stated in her usual even, distant voice.

Afterwards, I was talking to Alexis (from MITSO) and her friend, who were mightily amused at just how much juice and water I could chug. Alexis asked me, at some point, whether or not it would be okay to wipe off some of the iodine surrounding the bandage, to which I replied that it was perfectly fine (because it is). And then, for fun, I added, “If you use the paper towels in the bathroom right outside, you can watch them turn blue because of the starch.” I was totally not expecting her to brighten with glee. After our mandatory sitting period, I saw her rush over to the bathroom. I hope she’s pleased with the results ^^. It is indeed quite interesting to watch, even though I’ve done it so many times! Yellow … transforming into blue … it’s a gorgeous metamorphosis (chromamorphing?).

Yesterday, our “summer cooking group” decided to go out to karaoke (DoReMi .. Korean-owned place over by Super 88) at Kenny’s behest, partially because Jennifer, Tejia, and I all admitted that we had never gone before. Given my past experiences with things of this sort in high school and earlier, I figured I’d probably get so nervous that I simply would sit there and let other people sing, and maybe get a bit of a feel for how it works … in preparation for next time?

Little did I expect to be singing a decent number of songs, some of which I knew, some of which I didn’t. For the songs that I honestly didn’t know, I just listened to the others for a verse, sort of trying to match their notes. It’s so much easier to “learn songs” like this when everyone you’re with is so talented and essentially on-pitch (they set some records on the “rating” system .. even getting over 100 once, which was unprecedented – I think you have to hit every note in tune to get that).

We mostly traded a pair of mikes, with non-microphone people singing along or providing backup as necessary. My “mike songs” were .. and don’t laugh .. “Yesterday” (Beatles), “I want it that way” (Backstreet Boys), All I Ask of You (Phantom of the Opera), “My Heart Will Go On” (Celine Dion), “I’m Not That Girl” (Wicked), “Fly Me to the Moon” (Frank Sinatra), a little bit of “Goodbye to You” (Michelle Branch), and “What a Wonderful World” (Louis Armstrong). It took around 2 songs to really solidify my pitch-grounding .. so the first two were pretty awful (in my opinion, anyway – I’m a little harsher in judging that than most). But I was really shocked, afterwards, to be complimented for my singing by none other than my BMES co-pres (maybe she was just trying to be encouraging?) .. apparently I sing really in tune .. . Nevertheless, I glowed a little bit after that :).

I called my mom for recipes afterwards and she said, “Why’s your voice so weird?” and I answered, “I was just karaoke-ing for two hours straight.” I swear if I saw her, I’d have seen her eyes boggle. “You can sing??” she asked. Hahahaha! It’s easier when you’re with a crowd that’s into the ooooold songs .. plus musicals!

Another UROP in my lab has gotten me into playing this game … you just try to make words from a set of 6 letters. If you get one or more six-letter words, you can advance to the next round, so that is the main priority. The other words earn you extra points. My high score is 15,960 … let me know if any of you guys beat that ^___^.

[Edit:] Well, that was quick ^^.  My Love went ahead and pulled off the rather “sexy” *wink wink* score of 20,860.  @_@ whoot~!  You go girl ^___^

Ahaha!  This is a rather amusing Solidworks commercial (? more like gimmick, I guess).  It’s an origami expert vs. Solidworks, trying to design a new robot in the fastest amount of time.  I won’t spoil who wins XP. http://www.solidworks.com/pages/programs/torimoto/index.htm