NotEvenAnExamMouseVille
Took the picture, above, looking down on the empty study area in the place of my day job just after the last final exam on the last weekend before the holiday break started.
I was in the lab that day culling vials old cell lines from the liquid nitrogen tanks. That's my job these days, doing the gardening when new cells come and the pruning when we're done with them.
Truth be told, the star kids doing the real work, the intricate stuff, don't want me getting in the way gumming up the works.
Anyway.
Now that the night before has past, here's a fantastic, tree- and bauble-free, Christmas story for the ages by Paul Auster, one of my most favourite of all authors who passed away a year ago last spring:
We're on The Republic of (South) Vancouver Island for the holidays...Have the best time possible every body and talk to you all soon!
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