I put down the pipettes and start the timer. The samples are tucked in the heating block and the enzymes (manufactured in some bland warehouse in Germany) have thirty minutes to do their magic. The gloves come off and I mentally browse through tasks to fill this mini-gap. Should I read a paper? Perhaps add a few lines… Read More What motivates a scientist.
“Sweetie, what is it that you do really?” That’s my grandmother asking. She sits in a 25-year old wonky sofa and pets her amorphous Shitzu. I look at the ceiling for a couple of seconds and do a quick literature review for the introduction, formulate the hypothesis, enumerate the methodology and even include some preliminary data.… Read More The grandma question.