Friday, July 18, 2008

because it's called epMotion

and it comes with 5 hot (i guess) boy banders! Yay!

Stop pipetting late at night! You might be sung to by a boy band!


Here are the lyrics:



Pipetting all those well-plates, baby, sends your thumbs into overdrive
And spending long nights in the lab makes it hard for your love to thrive

What you need is automation, girl, something easy as 1 2 3
So put down that pipette, honey, I got something that will set you free

And it’s called epMotion (whisper: ‘cause you deserve something really great)
Girl you need epMotion (whisper: yeah girl it’s time to automate)
It’s got to be epMotion (whisper: no more pipetting late at night)
Only for you epMotion (whisper: girl this time we got it right)

DNA
RNA
Proteins
Cell Cultures
Less reagents
Faster workflow
Saves you money
Well, well, well

And it’s called epMotion (whisper: ‘cause you deserve something really great)
Girl you need epMotion (whisper: yeah girl it’s time to automate)
It’s got to be epMotion (whisper: no more pipetting late at night)
Only for you epMotion (whisper: girl this time we got it right)

Thursday, July 3, 2008

apes gain rights in spain, still have brains cut apart in u.s.

Nearly everything I ever read or hear about animal rights activism is PETA's bullshit or negative reactions to other animal rights groups. Nothing, it seems, is ever good news in the animal rights world. It's so nice to hear something wonderful:

For the first time in history, an animal is given the right to freedom and not to be tortured. IN A COUNTRY THAT LEGALIZED DIVORCE IN THE 1980's. People kvetch about how how change takes time, but honestly, thank you Spain, for the gay marriage, the Equality Ministry, and the REAL animal rights.

Fuck you America.

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

sex, london, sex!

I just watched the show, now I want to be a prostitute. Funny how television romanticizes everything... instead I'll just read the book.

But here's the blog that supposedly started it all:

Belle de Jour: Diary of a London Call Girl


I like her. If I had the money, I would pay her to just hang out with me and go shopping and swimming and boy-scouting for a day.

I wonder if she's real?