Type 'Til Your Fingers Bleed

Oh, so full of Science...

Paper goes out to PNAS today, and first draft of the prelim (sorry, "Preliminary Qualifying Exam Proposal") now reads from beginning to end without stopping. Still missing a couple of graphs, but that's half an hour with Prism, and then it's off to Jorge's desk, followed by presentation of lab meeting at 2:30. Whew!

Should be a good weekend. Madison Food and Wine Show tomorrow, pumpkin pie and boardgames with Jeff and Laura (who also just got engaged - I expect a good deal of ring-showing-off will go on) on Sunday. Time for a break. Let's hope Anita can wind herself down from work enough to actually enjoy herself...

Literature

I just finished Michael Chabon's novella The Final Solution. Really a lovely little book. The last, bittersweet case of Sherlock Holmes, in 1944. Chabon has a feel for that period of history (see The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay), and a deft hand with a melancholy mood. The feeling I have after finishing The Final Solution is very much like the feeling I had after first reading Peter Beagle's A Fine And Private Place: quietly sad, nostalgic, but hopeful. It's a good thing.