My cloning worked.
So when I saw
on promotional materials from a certain company I’ve done business with, I was a bit perplexed.
Immediately underneath was
What’s the message here? They’re supplying reagents for cloning the spawn of the devil kittens? They’ll express kittens in an Eppendorf? They supply cat cDNA libraries?
And if not, just what do they think the market demographic is?
Hint: we’re scientists. We’re hardcore. We don’t do kittens (sex yes: kittens no. Except as raw materials).
Oh dear. That’s just asking to be photoshopped to replace the kitten, isn’t it?
I spent a large part of my PhD doing CAT assays. In fact I did so many of them that my lab renamed them CATH assays, a name that has apparently stuck. So, some scientists DO do kittens… kind of.
Was there a …
lab report
then?
Ooh, is this going to turn into a pun thread?!
I can try to retrieve that report for you. If I don’t report back within a few hours, feel free to hound me for it.
Your dogged determination is an example to us all.
Indeed, I have not stopped to paws all day. It was terrierable. Now I feel ruff. But I am settering a good example. I could give you a few pointers if you like.
I could go on like this for hours you know.
only if you do it huskily.
Reads thread.
Decides to whippet into shape.
Rubs hands gleefully, and spitz.
It’s been raining all day here. I drove through several poodles on the way home.
You all can just Rottweiler think of some more bad puns.
Inevitably,
bq. I spent a large part of my PhD doing CAT assays.
You should have used them as posters at work, and put them up on the labra-door.
To contrast Heidi, here’s a boreder Collie
Don’t be mean Bob, you might up-setter.
And if she’s upset, chihuahuas.
OK, that was a stretch. Cur-ses. Time to go and chow down on a morning snack. Beagle-ad that I’m leaving.
shakes head
you guys…. and to know that you can indeed go on for hours and hours and hours… 🙂