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My babies! My poor, starved, over-crowded babies!
I got in this morning, went to Stores, saw the stack of autoclave bags and realized that in the heat of microarray analysis and genomic mining yesterday I'd forgotten to look after my cell culture.
They think I don't love them anymore. Sniff
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The BioLOG is back, bigger and bad to the bone
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Mind the Gap
Adventures in the London sci-lit-art scene...and occasionally beyond
Humans in Science
Similar to 'Lab Rats', a very human look at the process of doing science and how daily life impacts our profession
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Jonathan Sanderson, a TV producer interested in making 'popular science' shows
Comments
This happens to me so often. My cat at home at least TELLS me when I forget to feed her, but the cells just sit there, quietly proliferating in the dark.
Posted by: Eva | February 19, 2008 10:23 AM
don't remind me... mine are sad and probably half loose from the bottom of the flask today... :( maybe some new media and gentle cuddeling will do the trick?!!?
Posted by: chall | February 20, 2008 06:23 AM