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Author Archives: Jennifer Rohn
In which we feel the force
It’s amazing what you can buy off the internet these days.
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In which I admire their honesty
Kudos to Mateja Erdani Kreft of the University of Ljubljana and Horst Robenek from the University of Münster for telling it like it is: You don’t often see such candor in the methods section of your local journal article – … Continue reading
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In which we discover a new song
After months of relentless rain and wind, today London felt suddenly and inexorably whalloped over the head by spring. Complete with Disney-style stars and birds orbiting its head. Our garden has gone ballistic with spring bulbs.
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In which sexism leaves me speechless
There’s a lot of talk about sexism in science these days – blogposts, op-eds and tweets roll out on a daily basis, and even Parliamentary committees get worked up about it. It’s no longer a minority of isolated people concerned … Continue reading
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In which we are inundated: the #ukstorm lingers on
Britain is as soggy as a crumpet dunked in tea. (No Brits I know actually dunk their crumpets in tea, but it sounds suitably British, doesn’t it?) Even for a wet, rainy country used to wet, rainy winters, it’s been … Continue reading
In which baking imitates science
It’s Friday, and Richard and I couldn’t help noticing that this croissant looked as if it were about to extravasate and transmigrate to the bottom of the oven, in search of…invading micro-organisms? Damaged tissue? Jam?
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In which I multitask
Less than two weeks remain until my big fellowship application is due – the one I’m banking on to rescue me from the dwindling life of my latest short-term contract. If I get the fellowship, my position should finally be … Continue reading
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In which I yearn for retro lab chic
They don’t make ‘em like they used to. Or at least, they don’t name ‘em. Harry and I recently stumbled across this beauty when we were clearing out some of the side rooms in our new lab space.
In which self-help goes all Jurassic on your ass
I don’t even know where to begin. How is this analogy even remotely helpful to those of us currently living in the Cenozoic Era?
In which I have too much to lose
There’s an amusing adage I’ve been hearing about babies all my life: They make ‘em cute so you won’t kill ‘em. The F1, last week Evolutionarily, there may be something to that. If it was anything other than your own … Continue reading
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