Stacy

So for Tyler's Birthday, a group of us went out.  This comprised of a mixture of two groups (which 4 of us are a regular part of both).  One group is classmates, the other thursday night office watching Christian group.  Big Kevin is from the later and though we have face recognition, names are still not perfectly down.  But this time I had the advantage, and of course I put him on the spot and asked if he remembered mine.  Well, he took a shot at it and guessed Stacy and I corrected him and laughed at his choice (because I was recently wrong while guessing the name Stacy).  However, for fun he continued to call me Stacy for the rest of the night.  One main reason being that his southern accent truly brutalizes the name Dawn as he later demonstrated.  Now for the past two weeks, Big Kevin has been absent on Thursdays and I have been wondering if I was going to accumulate a new nickname.  This week, he was there and sardonically greeted me as Stacy.  Which I took in good measure.  However, later I actually responded to the name Stacy.  Though it wasn't really as bad as it seemed.  Often, when someone's name is called repeatedly, I will be the one to hear and pay attention and then help get the appropriate person's attention.   So this applied to Stacy being repeatedly called out in my general direction.

But for now, it's a fun inside joke.

Let's Get it on

So currently working with mice.  Doing research on breast cancer, so these mice are female with tumors growing in their mammary glands.  One set the cancer cells were injected into the glands.  The other set, the mice are genetically susceptible to developing cancer. 

So today we were injecting the treatment into the transgenic mice.  We put them to sleep so that they are easier to work with and so that it's also kinder to them.  We are about half way through and I hear some squeeking which draws my attention.  And it starts to become clear why one of the mice isn't developing any tumors.  I turn to the other lady and ask if she's sure that they are all female.  She claims they are, but we both start paying more attention.  It was then time to pick up this suspicious mouse.  And it was obvious that we had a Casanova in with our females.