The end?

Not if he’s anything like the Silver Horde.


Alright, VT.

Hey, House Republicans: way to imperil our national security and bring the nation to its knees as no foreign terrorist has ever done.

Eat your heart out, Osama. Boehner’s in the house tonight!

Losing Seamus Heaney is a tragedy, but our language is richer for his having lived.

Maybe he’ll get confused and head into the West to America instead of Tír na Nog. One can always hope.

Welp. I just moved to the Bronx. For those of you who know what I’ve been up to, you know that this bodes an excellent, superlatively nerdy transition for me. For those of you I’ve not seen in a while, the news is that I’ve just realized my ambition of joining the super awesome folks at the Albert Einstein College of Medicine as part of the Mad Scientist Training Program.

Hah. Sorry, that should have read ‘Medical.’

Anyway, classes are already underway and going swimmingly, with laboratory work to start next week. Basically, AECOM gave me about two months notice to quit my job and move halfway across the country, which is no small logistical feat. The long and short of it was that I ended up having to ship several things, including a fair portion of my art.

Unfortunately, some SOB in the post office ripped open the box, stole half the art, taped it back together, and sent it on. Fortunately, I had brought my in-progress works with me, but my framed & unframed original comics, a gift piece from the fantastic Lucy Lyall, a dedicated graduation piece from my calligrapher friend who passed away recently, my brass rubbings, postcards, and Plaid Avenger comics were among those pieces taken. As of tomorrow morning, I can begin educating the PO workers on what it means for someone to go postal, but until then, I have to simmer.

What I really want to do is break someone’s face. Lacking that, I decided to sort through some of the photographs I’ve taken around the world recently. The following post is installment 1.

Hope you enjoy. Any help (voodoo, karmic, or otherwise) in recovering my art would be much appreciated.

Well, it certainly has been awhile. Happy Turkey Day, everyone! This is going to be a short post, since I have a puppy asleep in my lap and he’s monopolizing my dominant typing hand. The quick update on everything is that I’m still working 50 hrs a week in the lab, we’re prepping my last ten-months’ worth of data for publication (it is SO COOL), my Fulbright proposal is in, and I’m about 1/3 of the way through MSTP secondaries. Also, MEPI is now in full swing, so I have sixteen new medical ESL students. One of them wants to be a sci-fi writer after graduation (you gotta have something to fill in all that spare time when you’re serving 21,000 patients), and boy, did he come to the right instructor for that! I sense good times ahead.

With the most wealthy and intelligent force behind the Wahabi dead, this is a beautiful, beautiful day.

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