December 2013

Lab carols!

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Sung to the tune of Mariah Carey’s
All I Want For Christmas Is You 

I don't want a lot for Christmas
No more false positives
Just some data for my thesis
A drug trial where my mouse lives

I just want some good results
More than the western blot
Experiments galore
And a new drug for a blood clot


Sung to the tune of
Jingle Bells


Sorting cells
Sorting cells
Sorting cell in a FACS
Oh what fun it is to count
Cells, one at a time, oh! 



Sung to the tune of
Silver Bells

Single cells
Single cells
It's harvest time for my assay


Sung to the tune
Deck the Halls

Seeeee-quencing to find mutations
G-t-a-t-c-g-t-t-c
There's a T in third position
G-t-t-t-c-g-t-t-c


Sung to the tune of
Winter Wonderland 


Timers ring, are you listening?
In the lanes, proteins glistening
A beautiful sight, we’re happy tonight
With a complete western blot in hand
 

Sung to the tune of
Here Comes Santa Claus 

Here come scientists!
Here come scientists!
Blazing unknown terrain!
Fixin’ and nixin’ every vax fear
and learning ’bout your brain.
They are tweeting, timers binging;
All is merry and bright.
Tang you’re drinking and, hey yeah, Bayer,
'Cause scientists work tonight.


Sung to the tune of
Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree


Talkin’ about biochemistry
at the Christmas party?! Stop!!!
Don’t cha know, hon’, there’s you and me --
Normal couples like to mock.

Talkin’ about biochemistry
Oh, the blank expressions sting.
Later we’ll have some private time,
and we’ll do our own bashing.

You will get to enzymatic cleaving
And you’ll hear
voices singing “Heck. Gee. Golly;
Have you met my dear friend Polly?”

Talkin’ about biochemistry
Let’s sneak out and get sundaes
Everyone’s dancing merrily
They won’t miss us anyway.

Talkin’ about biochemistry
Oh, the blank expressions sting.
Later we’ll have some private time,
and we’ll do our own bashing.

You will get to enzymatic cleaving
And you’ll hear
voices singing “Heck. Gee. Golly;
Have you met my dear friend Polly?”

Talkin’ about biochemistry
Let’s sneak out and get sundaes
Everyone’s dancing merrily
They won’t miss us anyway. 

Sung to the tune of
Last Christmas

Last Christmas, I gave you my grant
But the very next day, you threw it away
This year, to save me from tears,
I’ll give it to someone special.


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