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Jul. 31st, 2006

Another knife-fighting class yesterday.  Short, only an hour to an hour and a half long, only two of us there.  Apparently last class the little kid whose mother let him come over and start playing with our sparring swords ran off with one of the instructor's training daggers.  I ordered my own Friday because I need one.  I didn't do jack shit the rest of the day.  What a waste I am.

My undergraduate student showed me a Western blot film Friday, and finally after almost two months of work she got a good one.  Sort of, anyway - the background was terrible and she didn't mark the ladder or anything else well - but it was a successful transfection at least.  It's more than I can say for my own, which I found out the same day are inherently flawed and confounding my results.  Well at least I think I know what the reason is.

Ten caches logged today, a record I guess.  I've almost cleaned Texas City out in that area, though there area  couple I just can't get due to people in the way or just not being able to find them.  I'm glad I got off of my ass to do something, otherwise I'd have wasted time inside all day.