Soo...a couple of things have happened in the interspersing months since my last post to the ether of nothingness which is this hidden blog.  First, I got my scientific mojo back, huzzah!  Turns out I needed to start sleeping again and returning to the well of focused anger of martial arts.  I am ignoring the suggestions by our Dean and have resumed training in the lab with a hanging bag and faces of random faculty on it.  I am not angry with them, quite the contrary, they rarely even intersect my focus, but apparently I have fresh comments (complaints?  Whatever.) about my behavior.  Just because my workout time coincides with the large groups of potential students touring campus doesn't mean I planned it...precisely. I think that we need to shock these jaded and entitled youth out of their comfy highschool shell, shattering their expectations of elderly professors quavering through a musty explanation of moth mating patterns.  No, they need to realize that biology is where the rubber hits the road, where chemistry, genetics, and cells have a cage match, all of nature duking it out on every mountain during every storm, in every gram of soil at the molecular level!  No holds barred, to the death, sweep-the-leg-Johnny-put-him-in-a-body-bag battle of biology against everything to survive!  How else to explain the awesomeness of biology without words than to see a scientist running experiments in the lab while whizzing through the air and kicking nikola tesla with a tornado roundhouse kick!

Secondly, my oldest minion has stated that I am an 'evil scientist'.  Not a mad, but very decidedly evil.  I don't know where she gets this stuff, I make a very conscious effort to avoid implying 'good' or 'bad' or 'heinous' to anything I talk about around the lair.  Someone is feeding her misinformation, and I suspect the nanny of this, in the library!  Why does the nanny get to judge on my transgenic experiments in toxin-exuding rats as, "evil, horrid, abominations"?  Why can't I be the "fun scientist"?  Those rats, while demonstrating a surprising increase in their intelligence, have a wonderful sense of humor.  Who is more fun that I?  Don't say Bill Nye, that guy is as much a scientist as a zucchini is a Nobel laureate.