It’s “Wannabe” for the record
I am not generally one of those people who gets flashes of inspiration in the middle of the night or in their dreams or things like that. Even when I’m obsessive about an idea for an experiment or a writing project I’m just not the notebook on the nightstand type. However, this morning I woke up about an hour before my alarm rang. Usually this would be because Callie is standing on my face yammering, but today the only thought in my head was how I forgot to include a necessary transgene in one of my upcoming crosses. I have no idea what prompted that, although I’m grateful to my subconscious for bringing it to my attention. Why could it not have done so a week ago so I didn’t waste all this time? . . . I don’t know. I do know that I went back to sleep for an hour and then woke up with a Spice Girls song in my head, which has remained there all day. Which just proves that in my case flashes of intellect in the early morning are an exception to the rule.
One of my undergraduates is giving his first lab meeting on Thursday. I am way more nervous than he is. It stems from not feeling comfortable with the analysis myself; I have so little background in behavior. In fact that’s part of the reason I asked our PI for a lab meeting in the first place, to discuss the issues I feel that we’re having in getting the most meaning out of the data. But PI is excited to see the results, and thus undergraduate and I are going to have a pre-meeting meeting at my insistence to make sure that at least his presentation is organized and clear even if everything in it is meaningless.
On Saturday a colleague from whom I needed technical advice came to my lab with his three year old daughter. She used my highlighters to color on all of the paper in the recycle pile and then decorated them with all the colored lab tape. I guess I should just be thankful she didn’t decide it would be fun to pull out all the cotton balls to set free the little bugs.