mastodon 4.7.2Welcoming #bioinformatics and #proteomics researcher, world traveler, #biomedical educator, and public policy wonk. Located in #Groningen, Netherlands but misses #SouthAfrica. he / him
I finally looked up the reason that Tübingen fast food is so far from city center. It is a tax on single-use rubbish!
https://reasonstobecheerful.world/tubingen-germany-defied-mcdonalds-dumped-to-go-waste/
#Kittens definitely helping
When three or more Tabb men are gathered, no box of discount #donuts is safe!
Last night I #dreamed that because grandma and grandpa kept digging into the front yard and exploring the storm sewers, they discovered other people hiding there for unknown reasons and recovered some starter plants that looked a bit like orchids.
Fathers and sons can work together without anyone shouting, "GET OUT OF MY LIGHT!"
Critical #kitten update
The #kittens feel drowsy now because they were wrestling on a certain scientist's belly in the middle of the night.
Last night I #dreamed that the hospital parking structure had more curving ramps and levels than a Hot Wheels car garage play set.
Last night I #dreamed that a highway patrol man visited my family in the hospital to say how grateful he was that my family member turned the onrushing car away from him, probably saving his life.
Last night I #dreamed that my brother and father made too many jokes at the hospital checkpoint, so I was the only one left to visit her bedside.
Last night I #dreamed that I became the dairy consultant for a farmer growing crops near the U of Arkansas campus.
I really appreciated this detailed post from Nicola Zamboni on #bioinformatics for #metabolomics !
https://metabolomics.blog/2026/03/how-we-analyze-untargeted-metabolomics-data/
Last night I #dreamed that I hopped back in time to see the curious way that the skyscraper housing our family business was constructed from war surplus materials.
Last night I #dreamed that I lived in the pig shed of a royal palace. A gathering storm made me wish the buildings had lightning rods.
Last night I #dreamed that I took a programming test for admission to a bioinformatics graduate program, and I failed the test.
Last night I #dreamed that our university offices were moving to a new, themed building, and I had to discern whether the techs dressed as mermaids or the techs dressed as Elvis were the staff to help get my stuff to the right location. The orientation delivered by Hillary Clinton was a nice touch.
Why would we choose to measure just a few metabolites instead of doing a broad untargeted survey? In two words: "quantitative precision"
This is the first lecture recording I have produced with my new home video setup!
Last night I #dreamed that we scrimped and saved to afford a house larger than we strictly needed, but once we had moved in, we realized the the Roman general we had captured had escaped his captivity. Surely he would not make a big deal of being held hostage by us...
Last night I #dreamed that I was testing electrical boards for buildings across the campus.
Last night I #dreamed that we kept a hand puppet resembling my mother close at hand as we traveled a long distance.
Last night I #dreamed that I worked in customer service for the rail network.
Last night I #dreamed that I was locked in conversation with a small group on the subject of healthcare. All around us people were toiling with gym equipment, but nobody in our group lifted a finger.
Just now I #dreamed that I was in charge of planning a dear friend's wedding reception. What made it weird was that the venue was a rising spiral of multiple floors with an un-railed circular well in the middle, the spiral was covered in pillows, fabrics, and small plants; also all the characters including me were cats.
Last night I #dreamed that after working as an orderlyin as assisted living center, I decided that I liked cutting hair, and I then became a neighborhood barber.
Last night I #dreamed that we tried to get takeaways from a nearby restaurant, but for each item on the menu they had a different story for why it was unavailable.
