In which I turn David Hasselhoff into a teachable moment.

So I get this video sent to me by Matt of Hawk’s Plateau.

Yes, I’m sorry.

Anyway, the thing about this video is, it can be a gateway. A gateway to all sorts of Deep Hurting for not only your regular readers, but for all the poor bastards who might stumble upon it six months or a year from now via an unwary search. Admittedly, it does a great job all on its own, but really: it could do so much more. Continue reading In which I turn David Hasselhoff into a teachable moment.

‘Mayor quits job for gay illegal immigrant he loves.’

Texas.

As God is my witness, that’s the title of the article (Via The Sundries Shack, via RS McCain). After you’re done laughing, though, note why he quit before taking the oath of office: “[Former Mayor] Lown told the Standard-Times he chose not to take the oath of office while “aiding and assisting” a person who was illegally in the country.” That’s why he’s currently in Mexico; Lown’s trying to get a new visa for his partner, and won’t come back until then.

Assuming that the article is correct, you have to admit that this shows some basic respect for the concept of secure borders.

Moe Lane

Crossposted to RedState.

John Scalzi interviews a stick of butter.

I’d say that John Scalzi* clearly does not feel like blogging anything substantial on a lazy Friday afternoon, except that he wrote this last Friday at 7:23 AM.  So I guess that I’m just the one feeling unsubstantial right now.

Via Glenn Reynolds, who apparently is suffering from the same condition.

Moe Lane

PS: Ha!  I’ve already been outside today.  Took the boy to the park.  There were ducks.  They went ‘quack.’  Put that in your pipe and smoke it, Mr. Lecture-The-Blogger-About-Fresh-Air.

*Old Man’s War? Good stuff. Read it.

This being a lazy Friday afternoon…

Odd reason why I like this song:


Lola, The Kinks

It was because Nick from the sitcom Family Ties wanted that song for his and Mallory’s elopement. I can’t reliably remember my wife’s birthday without sneaking a look at her driver’s license, but I somehow remember that.

And, of course, once I heard this: Continue reading This being a lazy Friday afternoon…

Annnnnd we take one step closer to plastiskin bandages.

Remember that previous post on SCIENCE!?

Well, here you go. See how this:

At a collective Fraunhofer-Gesellschaft booth at the 2009 BIO in Atlanta, the researchers are presenting a computer model of the overall system, along with the three fundamental sub-modules. The first module prepares the tissue samples and isolates the two cell types; the second proliferates them. The finished skin models are built up and cultivated in the third, and then packed by a robot.

The researchers still have a lot of meticulous work ahead before the machine will be finished. The difference between success and failure often depends on details, such as the quality of the skin pieces, processing times of enzymes, and liquid viscosities. Furthermore, the cell cultures must be monitored throughout the entire manufacturing process in order to provide optimal process control and to allow timely detection of any contamination with fungi or bacteria. The skin factory is expected to be finished in two years. “Our goal is a monthly production of 5,000 skin models with perfect quality, and a unit price under 34 euros. These are levels that are attractive for industry,” Saxler continues.

turns to this.

Thanks to advances in biotechnology, German researchers can now rapidly mass produce swatches of real human skin. At 34 Euros per unit, this manufactured skin is so cheap you might soon find it for sale next to bandages in the pharmacy.

Not that the io9/Gizmodo article is really inaccurate; merely that it nearly caused an entirely different – and overly enthusiastic – article to be written. Way of the world and the Internet, I guess.

Moe Lane