we always knew the lady who lives down the block from us was kind of insane. she waits with her two kids at our corner for the bus every morning. she seems to be a really nice lady, if a bit weird.
she turns up missing for two weeks as she left the house to go on a crack smoking binge and put her self in a hospital with a heart attack.
it freaks me straight the fuck out out to know how close to home these drugs really come.
i thank god every day that when i was a kid, no one had money for cocaine. all we could afford was a little weed — which is a bad drug in and of itself, but surely no worse than alcohol. today there are all kinds of drugs with names i’ve never even heard of that are cheap and super addictive and as a new father it scares me to no end.
oh my god
i still am feeling the effects of the booze i drank all day saturday, and to top it off, i was LATE for work this morning. oh, and not only was i late, i apparently left a line of code that sends an e-mail when an error occurs, on the one error i was looking for is expected and is okay to ignore — so when a 10,000 line data file was fed through the process with bad data, 20 people got 10,000 e-mails.
yaaaaay! i’ve only been on the job a week and i feel like i’m in the doghouse. grumble, mutter, spurt
so apparently human stem cells, when injected into monkeys with Parkinson’s disease actually help (pardon the pun) stem the dreaded disease’s symptoms, but do not permanently cure the disease.
“A single injection of neural stem cells has markedly improved the symptoms of Parkinson’s disease in monkeys…they could stand, walk, feed themselves, and had regained independent living…[but] after around four months, the animals again began to deteriorate” (new scientist)
now all we have to do is come up with a good supply of stem cells, and good god, the implications of the free market’s effect in this space really spook me, embryos are the best supply, but are we really going to condone spawning offspring just for spare parts? ‘noids me out just thinking about it.
however. scientific american recently reported that harvard researchers were able to convert ordinary skin cells into stem cells, i just hope that they can create a ready supply of stem cells before we have to enter the murky waters of embryo destruction.
the roofers are here today putting a new roof on my house, my office is on the 3rd floor right underneath them
it sounds and feels like i will have one of those guys in my lap any minute
bang bang
well, maybe not snapping, but my son owns this toy that’s made to look like an ipod and it plays children’s tunes like “i’m a little teapot” and whatnot, but if you ever noticed, the tune to the part of “tip me over and pour me out” is strikingly similar to the end rift of the Jeopardy final round theme melody line.
so i have this weird unintentional incomplete mash-up in my head twisting my brain — i’m going to have to bust out sony acid a work a remix later. i’ll post it here when i finally succumb.