Meanwhile, On Earth

My workdays continue to set "worst ever!" records in my mind. But all is not lost for various reasons which include: Fermilab is racing CERN to find the Higgs, Rezma Shetty hacked bacteria to smell like mint and bananas, and Kristen relaxes with the Slashdot Science feed.

An emotastic transgender nursery rhyme:

Now I lay me down to bed
Lover kiss me on the head
Anesthesia slowly dripping
Water music softly skipping
Clever handed doctor winging
Pebbles on the pool of time

I must away to dance off the dinner calories. Wish me burn. Howler doll? Indeed. Or perhaps the whole droll mess of it.

Lord! Hell, ow.

Doll her low.

I am such a dork.