Sarah Silverman? How’d she get in there?
The latest edition of Encephalon, the carnival of neuroscience, is using Paris Hilton as a theme, I think because the contrast is so great. It still hurts to read it.
I did find Jennifer Ouellette’s pocket biography of Ramon y Cajal an excellent corrective, at least — balance the photos of a 21st century airhead with the tale of a 19th century genius of neuroanatomy.
Meanwhile, get inspired to write some Tangled Bank-worthy posts by reading these fine carnivals.
I’m off at this conference, so my time is a little tight right now. But I will mention that I had a nice panel discussion yesterday with Aaron Barlow and Barbara Fister, organized by the great minds at Free Exchange.
Well, I’m facing the consequences of my little fall yesterday — all day and night yesterday I could feel every little muscle in my back slowly knotting up in protest at the unkind treatment they have received. On top of that, I really have to finish my Seed column today (And I will! I am determined! It Shall Be Done!), and I have to spend some time working with the humane society this afternoon, which means I am tired, cranky, and under pressure … so go read these carnivals for a while, or talk about something else. I’m either going to stew for a while and explode in an ornery rant about something, or I’m going to soothe myself with some cool science (I’ve been reading up on an interesting phylum I knew nothing about before, and I’m also itching to write that up), or maybe both. Until I erupt again, entertain yourself with these:
You need stuff to read…
Scientiae — and it’s one year old today!
Berry Go Round #2 (a new carnival for the botanists)
Talk about whatever you want right here.