I prefer to think of myself as molecules - indeed - molecules. A plethora of cascades of genetic variation that dissapates itself into a form - midway between liquid and solid - flowing but able to maintain its shape- until hit by an airplane on a runway - then I would just be fertilizer - or better yet - polar bear food. Actually there is some truth in there somewhere -you see, I was once a lonely millitary brat that used to live on base and took the liberty of taking a bikeride around the runways (I was about 11 or so) and decided to take a shortcut because I was tired and there was a bench on the other side of the airplane runway. Well -I crossed one, I crossed many of those airlplane runways only to have been spotted by the tower and have the MPs waiting for me. I was told that I could have damaged millitary equipment had an airplane hit me and who was my father and who was his superior and they interogated us a bit in the van and I cried and was taken home. By the next week once things had cooled down a bit - my mother found an article in the base paper siting children running across the airplane runways - she was a bit upset since it quoted me saying "but I looked both ways!" - needless to say my common sense is none too sharp but 20th century girl still digs me. Perhaps that is why I work with a bunch of freaky scientists.. . . more pics for amigos to see http://www.flickr.com/photos/scientista/
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