Monday, 26 September 2005
Cabrón que pasa? says my horned four legged friend, seen here fishing for trout. I scream "Shark! Shark!" but these Oxonian cattle are very bright and pay me no attention. I then try to sell him my idea about "Instant Moo-sseging Service" for tech-savvy cows.....
I tried to convince Mr. Heifer here that I prefer goat's cheese and that a single pierced ear is so last year. I played touch football with the cows but it's hard to get past a 1000lb defender.
Customs inspectors make sure that I am not smuggling milk. I tell them the "Hey, have you 'herd' about the mad cow......" joke but for some reason they did not find it very funny.
The equines are not too impressed with my 0.25 horsepower transport. And a word of advice, it is not wise to try to outrun a horse, even if you are on a bike, they normally win......trust me, I found out the hard way........
What did the cow say to the horse? "So, why the long face?"......mooooowahahahahahah....
Sunday, 25 September 2005
Friday, 23 September 2005
Nothing worked for me this week. Helen taught me how to stain my samples with a solution using very depleted uranium. (Yes, it is safe as long as you don't get it into your DNA. No, you can't make an atom bomb with it). I gave it a go but my sample withered impotently under an electron microscope. For this I carry the "L" sign on my forehead.
When I need to run away from my own lab, I visit my friends' labs and submit myself as a guinea pig. Yesterday, I was inside a sound isolation chamber listening to audio clips of macaque monkeys for my friend Kerry's experiment. Basically, I was made to listen to three audio clips of amorous macaque monkeys and to determine which two were the same. This experiment was designed to determine how well the human brain can pick out variations in tone and pattern. I listened to 200 sets of these and my results were better than average. (A talent I now attribute to my music teacher Mrs. Bañez who made us repeat the note produced by a melodica wind piano..Do...Ti....Re.....Do...So...I can do two octaves) This is a skill which should come in handy when I visit the tropical jungles. I can distinguish friendly from hostile monkeys. Wahoo! I wonder, in the planet of the apes, do they mount operas? I suppose the gorillas would be tenors and the chimps could belt out a mean vibrato......
Wednesday, 21 September 2005
Perhaps it is no coincidence that I like flamenco and blues music - they are both rooted in Arabic singing. This blackboard shows the diaspora and metamorphosis of Arabic singing into popular music. Very very informative.
2. Me and The Fuzzy Haired One's Blackboard
This is Einstein's blackboard circa 1931 explaining the expansion of the universe. Here, Albert suggests that the age of the universe is ~10 billion years.
3. Me and Tony Benn's Blackboard
You can cleary see my outline holding my cheap digital camera here. I have no clue who Tony is but he puts a very interesting argument here.
Sunday, 18 September 2005
Saturday, 17 September 2005
Booh. Nothing scares me anymore, not even dark passages in old buildings....
It has been raining all morning and I overslept. In fact I had a weird 'horror movie'-type dream but it wasn't scary. I guess that's why I slept for so long because I was hoping my dream would have an interesting storyline. It didn't - the usual vampires, "Ring"-type faces, and the cliche poltergeist (I think there was even a levitating coffin somewhere). If I were still 12 years old maybe I would have been frightened but I clearly remember myself sarcastically saying "Is this all you got?" in my dream. Oh well, I guess we all outgrow a few things. The grim weather in Middle Earth has made me homesick. In fact, it has made me hungry. So what easy meal can I do that would remind me of that lofty city in the sky called Baguio? (Which is slowly descending into the bottom of the pits with the way it's being mismanaged.) And the answer is Giniling! A very easy viand to cook. Any self-respecting carinderia in the Philippines will have it. There are many ways to cook giniling. The dodgy areas (some parts of Hangar, Quiapo, New Lucban) serve giniling which is coloured deep-orange. It is best to avoid this. (I have once seen an entire carinderia selection which was coloured orange). But today, I will cook giniling the way I like it. To a pan, add a tablespoon of extra virgin olive oil, saute the minced garlic briefly then add the chopped onions, allow the sweetness of the onions to escape over low heat. Then, add minced beef followed by torn bay leaves, some saffron, coarse ground black pepper, lots of ground cayenne pepper, rock salt, and chopped potatoes. Mix well and leave on low heat so that the ingredients get to know each other well. When the potatoes are nearly done, add a dash of worcestershire sauce and some Kikkoman soy sauce. Leave till the potatoes are cooked. When ready, turn off the heat and add chopped parsley. Viola! True peasant food done in less than 30 minutes! Top over rice and "Mangan tayo!" And in true flipping Pinoy way, this is best accompanied by a glass of very cold Coke.
The ingredients of good Giniling
My giniling ....
Monday, 12 September 2005
For some weird reason that could not be explained by any scientific theory, tonight's near-disaster triggered an overpowering craving for tapas. And so, off I went to get Manchego cheese (which is made from sheep's milk of the La Mancha region in Spain), chorizo, and Birra Peroni (they were out of San Miguel). Metaphorically, I must be pregnant. (Quite literally too as I notice a slight bulge of my tummy. Time to go to the gym......)
His Royal Orangness Karl Willem enjoys tapas.
Tuesday, 6 September 2005
Sunday, 4 September 2005
Thursday, 1 September 2005
After a heavy Thai Dinner, a nightcap in the Greene Room (named for the author Graham Greene) above the Cricketer's Pub (which looks like a brothel with its red walls). I downed a refreshing Cuban Missile (50ml Sputnik Horseradish Vodka, dash of Chambord, trace of Orange Hope Bitters, dash of syrup de gomme, fresh mint, basil and raspberries....)