Sunday, February 7, 2010

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

treating injured tissues with a engineered bridge

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7SfRgg9botI&feature=sdig&et=1264594383.77  This is amazing and they are now able to "bridge" new cell growth.  It circumvents the argument for stem cell.  Very interesting work.

Darren Chiacchia Arrest

http://eventingnation.com/home/2010/01/darren-chiacchia-arrest-update.html Well there is more on the Darren C issue of arrest.  I like this website approach as it takes a "just the facts ma'am" attitude.  While this rocks the horse community, it is not widely known.  Most people don't follow eventing like they do the football teams.  I hope that the charges are not true, but if they are, I hope that the other person isn't infected.  Be careful out there....http://eventingnation.com/mt3/mt-search.cgi?IncludeBlogs=1&limit=20&search=darren

Saturday, January 23, 2010

my little pink house moves to Madison

telling the truth to a partner


Chiacchia charged with not telling sex partner about HIV


Of course, I can't verify the veracity of either party in this article, but I can say it is a crying shame that aftr all the effort to reach a place of respect, we would treat each other this way. Its a shame it has to be a law and a shame it has to be a public discussion.

worst weather week

Aside from the fact that last week we had freezing temps with chicken coop wrapped and dogs tucked in the barn, this week it was rains of the tropics. There were 45 mile an hour winds, tornadoes clearing a swath 7 miles long and flooded lots everywhere. Even the interstate turned into a pool of mud and over flowing ponds.

I hope the next week or two improves. I could use some sun shine on a weekend day and just laying on warm boards of the deck, with my eyes closed and my toes bare.

Monday, January 18, 2010

2010

I am dedicated to keeping a blog this year. Not just about current events but about moving moments and treasured relationships. I miss the time spent thinking and writing. I miss self reflection lost in the shuffle of life. I miss myself sometimes too.