Showing posts with label Ms. Fooshy Pants. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ms. Fooshy Pants. Show all posts

Friday, December 14, 2007

Ribosomes

The Chronicles of maRNiA


me: But yeah... ok... So mRNA is produced in the ol' Nucleus.

Then it gets sent out into the protoplasm.

Juliet: through the nuclear pores

me: Then she gets hounded by tRNAs bringin' the amino acids.

Juliet: into the ER

me: They all be like, "hey hey, that's my spot, bitch"

Juliet: and they glomp onto her

me: Yeah, and then the amino acids are in close enough proximity to form the appropriate bonds.

and then the RNA gets blasted by that tron you said earlier.

Juliet: and really they just take advantage of the situation

me: But doesn't the tRNA get "read" by the ribosomes?

Juliet: mRNA gets read, tRNA brings the aminos

me: Right, that's right.

I am messing up.

Anyway... So isn't it more like a dating service?

Juliet: SPEED DATING!!!!

lol

its sad cuz its true...

me: Yeah, so the ribosome is like, "Hello sir. I think that alinine will do the trick for you."

so then that biatch tRNA brings the alinine down.

Juliet: no no no.

it's like mRNA wants a bunch of meaningless hookups

me: lol!

Juliet: so it goes to the ribosome's speed dating service

me: mRNA is a WHORE!

Juliet: and it hooks up with all these tRNA's

me: An orgiastic, protein synthesizing convention!

Juliet: UNFORTUNATELY everytime the tRNA leaves it gives mRNA an STD in the form of aqn amino acid

but then there are no more tRNA's and mRNA is single for a second and enjoys it so it makes a life decsion to be single for a while

to make up for being a whore ya know?

and so it leaves the speed dating service, which then falls apart because it was the ONLY client

and the lack of hook ups lets the STD's leave it and TADA you have a protein!

wow....

so silly lol!

me: lol.

You should copy all of this into your blog.

Readership will go up many... fold.

lol

Juliet: lol


***

Alas, Juliet (AKA Ms. Fooshy Pants) did not capitulate with my request. So she made a counter-offer of something along the lines of, "Put it on your blog."


So I did. Peer-pressure is a foul beast.


Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Swimmy!

http://www.greenpeace.org/international/news/splashy-101207

So, this is good news!

A friend of mine asked me, "Mr. Splashy Pants? But whales don't even wear pants."

"Well, if you believe in boundary layer theory, it could be like they wear a layer of water pants...
AND WATER IS OFTEN SPLASHY!" I exclaimed.

But I did not exclaim too intensely. I mean, come on, a guy's got neighbours and stuff.

I am so glad I took fluid mechanics. I can bastardize its concepts so handily now.

And also convince the friend above that her name is now "Ms. Fooshy* Pants."


--This one is dedicated to all the hard-workin' students out there, preparing for exams and getting ready to go home for the winter break!



* - For those of you who don't get it, I exclaim, "AIR IS FOOSHY SOMETIMES!"