September 2, 2015

And you make the big bucks?

by Janie Jones

We all know the professorial realm of academia is full of hacks.  We all know that students ultimately pay the price for their professor’s laziness/ineptness.  Every semester I have at least one textbook example (no impending pun intended).

So, my Virology class meets the first time today at 11 am.  Yesterday the professor sends us an email that says, essentially, you will need this virology textbook (included a link to Amazon).  And, by the way, you can’t get it at the campus bookstore even if you want to pay the outrageous prices they charge, so you will have to find a copy online, either at this link or elsewhere.

Now, riddle me this:  How is it that my biochem teacher could notify her students back in JUNE to say this is the textbook, it is expensive if you buy it from the campus bookstore, if you want to shop around and order it from a cheaper online bookstore do it early so it can be shipped to you before class starts, why can’t my virology teacher have his act together earlier than the day before class starts?

Not off to an inspiring start, if you ask me.

September 1, 2015

Tuesday Titters: Yesterday was my first Genetics lecture, so naturally here’s a chromosome joke

by Janie Jones

What is the fastest way to determine the sex of a chromosome?

Pull down its genes.

August 31, 2015

It’s not Tuesday but here’s a back to school joke:

by Janie Jones

What did the mother buffalo say to her son as he left for college?


August 30, 2015

The Beginning of the End

by Janie Jones

Many of you have been patiently reading all my whiny posts about school for a while now.  However, here’s the last pre-fall semester update you will have to endure!


The Stickittoyou U academic calendar tells me I have just 70 instructional days in this, my last, fall semester.

After this fall then, naturally will follow my last spring semester, which apparently is 72 instructional days long.  Why the difference you might reasonably ask?  Don’t.  It isn’t reasonable or logical.  But the long and the short of it is that I am just 142 days of class away from completing my Bachelors of Science in Cell and Molecular Biology and my Bachelors of Arts in Biochemistry and being a bona fide college graduate.  By May 6th, or possibly sooner, I will be done with college.

Unless of course I do get into the Integrated Biosciences Cell, Molecular and Physiological Graduate Studies Program I’m applying for, but in that instance I will also be getting paid so I have high hopes I will feel a little more like a real person and less like a whiny college student.  Or at least that’s what I tell myself so I actually can pretend to be excited about more college education.

Anyway, I digress.  This is about my last fall semester as an undergraduate student which begins tomorrow, Monday, August 31st.  My personal D-Day of education.  A day that will live in infamy.  Or soon be forgotten in a mushroom cloud of homework.  I am both petrified and excited about tomorrow.

It seems like the entire university has picked up on my eagerness to be done.  Normally, fall semester doesn’t begin until after the Labor Day holiday, which, my dear overseas friends, is the first Monday in September.  Stickittoyou U has decided, in their infinite wisdom, that the semester will start before Labor Day this year.  Who knows why.  But the calendar does allow for a four day weekend in October labeled so euphemistically as Fall Break and a four day weekend for Thanksgiving a month later.  I think I will need both those long weekends.  This is my course roster:


Biochemistry Lab


Genetics Lab


Virology Lab

Note, there is no physics or math courses included in this semester’s schedule.  I am officially done with *all* my math and physics requirements.  I am so very, very happy.  Can you see this big stupid grin on my face?  Can you see the happy dance I’m doing?  No doubt there will be some sneaky biochem and genetics math creeping in now and then, but did I mention I am officially finished with my math and physics requirements?  From here through next spring I will only be taking biology and biochem courses.  I fully expect to be completely and utterly overwhelmed by 10am tomorrow, but it will be in the thick of the stuff I have been wanting to study since I first decided to take this plunge into the realm of real science.

So, I fully expect there to be a bit of ongoing whining, but hopefully it will be the kind that stems from having not enough time to read that extra chapter or do one more homework because it’s just so damned interesting and down right fun.  Hey, a girl can dream, right?

Oh, and fair warning, most posts will probably include a count down of those 142 instructional days.  It’s a BIG FREAKIN DEAL after all.

Well, happy Sunday to you all.  I am going to go celebrate my impending first day of class by- can you guess?- doing some of the homework assignments that have already been assigned.

No joking around.


August 27, 2015

Spudisims #21: Some people are different

by Janie Jones

The spud’s dad was telling me this story last night.

He’s a history buff, and collects figurines of the American Presidents.  He apparently has them all. The spud was looking at them the other day and apparently picked up Obama and said, “Daddy, you know, this President is different from the others.”

He apparently replied, “Yes, yes he is.”

“Daddy, why is he sooooo skinny?”

August 25, 2015

Tuesday Titters: Lame joke alert

by Janie Jones

Why do cows make good baseball players?

Because they are used to standing out in the field all day.


That joke is enough to make you utterly batty, isn’t it.

August 23, 2015

Oh. Now that is good.

by Janie Jones

Sanpelligrino pomegranate and orange

Our most favorite Italian restaurant serves a few flavors of Sanpellegrino.  Of course, it costs an arm and a leg to have at the restaurant.  So it’s very seldom that we order any.

I have noticed that the new Co-op I’ve been shopping at in the Big City carries a wide variety of Sanpellegrino flavors.  It only costs half and arm and half a leg.  I often have thought, “Oh, that sounds so divine!”  as I have walked passed the displays of Sanpellegrino and wistfully imagined a day when I could walk into the store and just buy a six pack and not care how crazy expensive it is.  Well last week they had it on sale and the price dipped below a dollar a can.  So, I splurged and bought three individual cans in three different flavors:  grapefruit, pomegranate orange, and blood orange.  Yesterday I decided to pop one open and give one a try.

For no particular reason I poured the pomegranate orange flavor.  Man, I tell you.  It.  Was.  Good.

It was a dog-chewing-a-bone good.

It was sunny-Sunday-morning-breakfast-in-bed good.

It was first-kiss good.

It was free-ice-cream good.

It was you-just-won-the-lottery-and-are-going-to-Disney-Land good.

It was I-don’t-care-crows-are-pecking-my-eyes-out good.


It’s that good.


I have not tried the other flavors yet.  As my budget does not allow me to kick ’em back like they are going out of style I will save them for when I have time to savor them adequately.  If they are as good as this flavor, I will begin to understand why people apparently are willing to pay such outrageous prices for sparkling juice.