Please Mum, I'd like some more red blood cells on my half!

'Nuff said. Go here to get your fix.

Moving Forward

I might be moving this blog towards a digital repository for my dissertation research and progress shortly. For those of you who have been delighting in my posted “go see this!” links, I apologize, but assure you that much of my content will still be me deferring to others' ideas. After all, it was Anatole France who said, “When a thing has been said and said well, have no scruple. Take it and copy it.”
That said, my dissertation research is, well, just beginning. Or, more specifically, just beginning to begin. I’m worried, and tired already.
So goes life, yes?
Oh yeah, go read this: How to make an Origami Burger (for my friends on the low-cal, high fiber diet).
Does it relate to my dissertation? No, of course not. But it is still entertaining, is it not?

Proust Was a Neuroscientist

I was perusing Amazon tonight and came across Jonah Lehrer's Proust Was a Neuroscientist.

I was intrigued by the title, and am hoping to order it (as soon as I get paid). Lehrer's book is doing double-duty, talking about science and art in the same textual breath, pointing us to several artistic big shots who were preempting scientific progeny of later decades in their own, early, artistic works.

One of my favorite sentences out of the reviews?

"...this collection comes close to exemplifying Lehrer's stated goal of creating a unified third culture in which science and literature can co-exist as peaceful, complementary equals."

Imagine that.