So I was talking with the Neil the other day and something was mentioned I decided that I should blog. Unfortunately I now have no memory about what that something was. Your lives are all now richer upon having read this.
So my iPod broke: it just started randomly shutting down. I went to the iPod store which looks like a temple. A white, almost monastic, decour is complemented by the bustling of busy green-clad acolytes. The first person I talked to was very helpful and friendly and tested it for software problems which involved "restoring" it which wiped out all the music on it (he also offered me some advice for my mouse). But it's all (well minus or or two songs) backed up on my computer and they gave me new music for the trip home. The third person I talked to was also very helpful and friendly and decided that it was a mechanical problem so they gave me a new iPod. All in all a good and nice experience (observent readers* may note I didn't mention the second person who was unhelpful and made up some bullshit about how even though I was under warrenty I wasn't really under warrenty).
So there's an article on the Worst Jobs In Science and here's the opening of #9:
“One day a local detective called me who knew I’d majored in entomology in college and said, ‘Hey, Neal, we got a body at the morgue with insects on it. You wanna give it a shot?’ The corpse turned out to be a guy I used to have breakfast with, and there were maggots in his teeth. Then I found some in his eyes, and I thought, ‘This is what I want to do. This is just way too cool.’”
After reading his reaction I thought: we are very different people
Oh and lastly I've developed a strange fascination with this video:
*assuming anyone still reads this.