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A team of researchers sequenced the gene to produce wooly mammoth hemoglobin.

Then they inserted the gene into bacteria which grew it— and it has anti-freeze properties. Let’s hope dinosaur urine cures cancer and that can be the science story of 2010 instead of ongoing ecological devastation.

(By the way— regarding the Gulf disaster— I really hope it stops increasing exponentially soon. 5k a day— 20k— 200k gallons a day according to this article! I think that’s about 3/10ths of an Olympic size swimming pool. But I also noticed the estimate of total discharge in that article was 1.6 million— almost an order of magnitude less than the estimate I read in another article today.

That’s about 4.2 million gallons then— six Olympic size swimming pools. See if you can find Sam and I getting married for scale.)

That “worst case” is the increasingly likely, Ian MacDonald derived leak estimate. So, uh, well… fuck.

An Obama joke from the stupid Press Club dinner to make up for that profanity (I learned it from Dick Cheney, after all):

Unfortunately, John McCain couldn’t make it. Recently he claimed that he had never identified himself as a maverick. And we all know what happens in Arizona when you don’t have ID. Adios, amigo.

Jeez, Louise— only a theoretical physicist would make gravity a function of an expanding information limit sphere on the edge of the universe spitting entropy into the system. It’s in the third to last paragraph, if you still want to read the article based on that excerpt. It makes my head hurt in the same way this Scrabble hand did:

Hope for an open A? Noun highway? All due credit to anyone who can figure out a salvageable play there.

But please— do yourself a favor and check out the press gallery for this Hubble 20th celebration. There’s a lot more than just the feature photo. It’s a nice time to be a space person

Thumbs down for that. Thumbs up for a sunny afternoon outing here:

I added some other photos to the Picasa albums— including the start of a Science section. So far it mostly just consists of this photo from my multihour charcoal hunt the other day:

Can you spot the charcoal? It’s the shiny dark black ones— unless it’s hiding beneath a dirty rind.

It’s probably hiding beneath a dirty rind.

Seeing comments on it like this gem from “60sCynic”

Well, I’m off to free parking and spending money in Bellevue & Issaquah. And no swerving to avoid Critical Masss Terrorists.

really helps validate my decision to internally ridicule today’s anti-McGinn editorial in the Seattle Times. Also, do you think the “mayoral dust storm” reference in the opening paragraph is meant to be a Pigpen reference?

When I see graphs like this,

it makes me think somebody thinks we’re just playing a video game.