Regularity

I went to the Bear’s Lair, which is the student pub here (brighter than the Thirsty and more zealous about carding), and had a pint of porter while reading neuroscience papers. I rather like the place in the early evening hours — I think I’ll go there more often, maybe become a regular. The music is pretty good, and when it’s not so crowded it’s quite pleasant, like an uncrowded coffeeshop that serves beer.

On the walk home I had a really fun conversation with Adam about comedy, which made me miss him all the more. Of course, I wasn’t hit by a car on the way back, which would have probably made me miss him even more than that, but that was probably a good thing, all told.

Neuroscience is an odd field — reading papers about how they anaesthetized a cat with halothane, dilated its pupils, mechanically fixed its eyeball, and flashed lights and white noise in front of it while measuring neural responses is simultaneously revolting and intriguing to me. The experiments carried out were approved of under the humane treatment of animals guidelines for UC Berkeley, but what does that mean, exactly?

0 thoughts on “Regularity

  1. Probably it means that you should be glad that you don’t have to take an intro psych class there, since that’s where the psych grad students and faculty get their sample pools for experiments.

  2. Aw, I miss you too, big A. You know, I was hanging out with Ira, Stephen, and JJ the other night, and you just would have been a big fat cherry on top of that sundae. Metaphorically speaking, of course. You are neither fat nor a cherry.

    Anyway, my point: you are awesome, and missed by me.

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