denaturation

I googled science pick-up lines and I was not disappointed
  • You’re so hot, you denature my proteins. 
  • Do you have 11 protons? ‘Cause you’re Sodium fine!  
  • You make my anoxic sediments want to increase their redox potential. 
  • I’m more attracted to you than F is attracted to an electron. 
  • We fit together like the sticky ends of recombinant DNA. 
  • You’re hotter than a bunsen burner set to full power. 
  • If I were a neurotransmitter, I would be dopamine so I could activate your reward pathway. 
  • According to the second law of thermodynamics, you’re supposed to share your hotness with me. 
  • How about me and you go back to my place and form a covalent bond?
  • I wish I were Adenine because then I could get paired with U.
  • If you were C6, and I were H12, all we would need is the air we breathe to be sweeter than sugar.
  • I want to stick to u like glue-cose.
  • You must be the one for me, since my selectively permeable membrane let you through. 
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Snap, crackle, pop!

This technique has been a fun test in timing. First you put your base paint layer down (dark brown), then when that’s dry, apply a layer of clear shellac. While the shellac is still tacky (and there’s a very fine line between too dry and everything is a sloppy sticky mess!) brush on a mix of 1:1 Paint and Sodium Silicate and wait. You can use a wire brush or comb to tease the cracks in the right direction and spray on denatured alcohol on top to make the cracks more dramatic. Not sure yet if I’m going to seal it all.

(The plexi has film over it, don’t mind the mess. Also wear gloves and goggles and be well ventilated. Or else.)

Despre copilăria noastră și multe alte sechele

‘’Prea multe fete am trecut prin asta, mă crezi?  
Batjocorite de “skinny bitches” și prințese răsfățate de mici, de părinții lor care n-au fost în stare să își educe copiii destul de bine și în loc să le învețe că toată lumea e egală, le-au spus “ești cea mai bună, draga mea”. Fetele astea au crescut și acum vor să fie prietenele noastre, tipele care erau grase, și în cazul meu pe atunci nu aveam o stare economică bună, având încă 3 frați pe lângă ea, cu doi părinți ce s-au căsătorit prea devreme doar din a scăpa din familiile lor agresive și denaturate. Noi am crescut, am rămas pe treaba noastră, am devenit femei independente, deschise la minte, ce ajută și alți oameni ce trec prin aceleași momente ca noi. Băieții ce râdeau de noi și ne trăgeau de păr sau ne scuipau, ne scriu noaptea și ne spun cât de mult ne-am schimbat fizic… “hai, nu mai spune”.  
Totuși, chiar dacă au trecut ani de atunci, noi încă vedem în tipele de 18 ani acele râzgâiate de 13 ani ce râdeau de hainele și aspectul nostru. Chiar dacă au trecut ani, încă ne mai gândim la momentele alea când plângeam după școală în baie și speram ca copiii noștrii sau frații noștrii să nu treacă prin același lucru.
Acum e momentul să avem puțină demnitate, și prin puțină mă refer la cât de multă încape, să ne ridicăm și să avem grijă de noi, pentru că societatea n-a făcut-o. Și-a bătut joc de noi până am ajuns mai jos de pământ și a trebuit să ne vindecăm singure. Dar noi oricum ne ridicăm.
N-o să mai lăsăm pe nimeni să ne spună ce nu suntem, ce nu putem, ce ar trebui să fim.
“Asa sunt copiii” e replica tipică și tristă care ni se dădea când plângeam după ore. Din cauză că “asa sunt copiii”, am rămas ani întregi cu sechele în spatele nostru.
Viitori părinți… sper să vă educați copiii altfel.’’

Hey okay okay hear me out on this: the nineties were basically our version of the Roaring Twenties.  Why?  Here we go:

  1. Prohibition = War on Drugs.  In both cases, we had drug laws tailored with the excuse of “morality” that were not only ineffective, but resulted in many deaths for people in the lowest echelons of society.  
    During prohibition, the rich were able to afford higher-quality speakeasies with perfectly safe drinks like gin.  Politicians could even go to embassies and drink legally bc they weren’t on american soil.  Similarly, the drug war did not target drugs affecting mostly white people, like heroin or prescription medications illegally sold (and also marijuana for white people was basically ignored)

    Not only THAT, but such conditions also led to terrible substitutes that caused a number of deaths.  During prohibition, people would turn to synthetic methyl alcohol, which tastes like grain alcohol except it, you know, causes blindness and death.  They would also drink industrial alcohol, which the government “denatured” by adding poison despite knowing that people would drink it regardless.  Meanwhile, we now have dangerous synthetic marijuana seen as a safe substitute when it is in reality often incredibly dangerous.


  2. Speculation = Subprime Mortgage Crisis.  I will admit to knowing less about this than about the chemistry of prohibition alcohol substitutes (huge nerd alert) but think about it: in both cases, you have people intentionally making risky financial decisions on the stock market in the hopes of profiting off of future changes in value, causing massive expansion in their respective markets and eventually creating bubbles that burst, causing everything to fall to shit.  Hell, speculation in the 20s even saw the beginning of hedge funds and selling borrowed stocks.  During both crises, the richest stayed in their positions of privilege, in some cases even profiting through smart investment.  

  3. Undeserved Nostalgia=Undeserved Nostalgia.  We LOVE romanticizing both time periods for their music, glamour, weird fashion, and so on, while ignoring the fact that both decades were rife with economic inequality, laws that targeted poor people to a cruel extent, and of course, racism.  

@emperor-of-matzah do you know if I’ve missed or got anything wrong

Chem & Bio Pick Up Lines
  • If I were an enzyme, I'd be DNA helicase so I could unzip your genes.
  • You're so hot, you denature my proteins.
  • Can I be the phasor to your electron and take you to an excited state?
  • Are you made of Copper and Tellurium? Because you are Cu-Te
  • Do you have 11 protons? 'Cause you're Sodium fine!
  • Do you like Science? Because I've got my ion you!
  • You must be gibberelin, because I'm experiencing some stem elongation.
  • You make my anoxic sediments want to increase their redox potential.
  • Are you made of Nickel, Cerium, Arsenic and Sulfur? Because you've got a NiCe AsS!
  • Hey baby, will a little more alcohol catalyze this reaction?
  • Didn't you know that chemists do it periodically on the table?
  • I bet you're like calcium bicarbonate - if I get you wet, the reaction will be explosive!
  • Are you made of Fluorine, Iodine, and Neon? 'Cause you are F-I-Ne
  • Me and you would undergo a more energetic reaction then Potassium and water.
  • Are you a compound of Beryllium and Barium? Because you're a total BaBe.
  • Im more attracted to you then F is attracted to an electron.
  • I will fondle your vesicles while you caress my golgi body.
  • I want to work on your leucine zipper with my zinc fingers.
  • If you were oxygen, I would be an alkali metal so i could get in you and explode!
  • We fit together like the sticky ends of recombinant DNA.
  • You are the photon to my photosystem: you excite my electron until I reach my reaction centre.
  • You're hotter than a bunsen burner set to full power.
  • If I were a neurotransmitter, I would be dopamine so I could activate your reward pathway.
  • Hey, wanna put your alpha helix in my beta barrel?
  • Hey baby, why don't you get your ligase working on my okazaki fragment and lengthen my strand.
  • Hey, are you an alpha carbon, because you look susceptible to backside attack!
  • Do you want to extract some protein from my column?
  • According to the second law of thermodynamics, you're supposed to share your hotness with me.
  • Everyone knows its not the size of the vector that matters, but the way the force is delivered.
  • How about me and you go back to my place and form a covalent bond?
  • If I was an endoplasmic reticulum, how would you want me: smooth or rough?
  • We can make a mess as I've hired some lysosomes to clean up after.
  • My hypothalamus must be secreting serotonin because baby, I want you!
  • I wish I was an Ion so I could form an exothermic bond with you.
  • You’re so cute you make my zygomaticus muscles contract.
  • I wish I were Adenine because then I could get paired with U.
  • You’re like telophase, I admire your cleavage.
  • Hey baby, want to form a synapse with me and exchange neurotransmitters?
  • Hey baby, want to form a zygote?
  • It’s a good thing you've got evaporative cooling, cause I’m going to make you sweat
  • If I were a Shwann cell, I'd squeeze areound your axon and give you a fast action potential.
  • Want to be my substrate/enzyme?
  • If my right leg is the cell wall and my left the membrane, do you want to be the cytoplasm?
  • If you were a concentration gradient I'd go down on you.
  • If you were C6, and I were H12, all we would need is the air we breathe to be sweeter than sugar.
  • Whenever I am near you, I undergo anaerobic respiration because you take my breath away
  • I want to stick to u like glue-cose.
  • You must be the one for me, since my selectively permeable membrane let you through.
  • Can I be your enzyme? because my active site is dying for a chemical reaction.
  • You give me more jolt than a mitochondria!
  • Right now we’re just two RNA, but maybe we could transcribe together and become DNA.
  • I have a smooth endoplasmic reticulum but know that I like it rough, if you know what I mean.
  • I also prefer my ribosomes bound tight. Spin me round with your basal body and make sure it's turgid.
  • Do you like aerobic respiration as much as I do?

Dihydrogen Monoxide (DHMO) is a colorless and odorless chemical compound, also referred to by some as Dihydrogen Oxide, Hydrogen Hydroxide, Hydronium Hydroxide, or simply Hydric acid. Its basis is the highly reactive hydroxyl radical, a species shown to mutate DNA, denature proteins, disrupt cell membranes, and chemically alter critical neurotransmitters. The atomic components of DHMO are found in a number of caustic, explosive and poisonous compounds such as Sulfuric Acid, Nitroglycerine and Ethyl Alcohol.

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So this is something I’ve wanted to post about for awhile to help all my fellow ladies! After a considerable amount of research (and almost a year of “testing” on myself), I wanted to share some tips to help with menstrual cramps and other various period symptoms!

A couple things to keep in mind: menstruation is, at its most basic level, a monthly detoxification process of old tissues and blood. Eating habits and stress levels (which affect hormone levels) throughout the month will have an effect on how easily or how awful your period goes. The reason is that tissue and blood that is shed during menstruation is built up over the 25-ish days of your cycle, which means toxic substances (from processed foods, denatured oils, acidic foods like animal/dairy products, etc) that you ingest during that time can be stored in that blood/tissue and will cause pain/discomfort when it’s dislodged. So, if for no other reason, minimizing processed foods (especially those containing animal products), should be a top priority if you want to have less painful periods!

But what I really want to focus on is the week leading up to your period, during which you can make some changes to help fight certain symptoms! 

- Increasing healthy, whole food fats in your diet will help alleviate cramps immensely! Start shifting your diet to include more avocados, coconut, and raw nuts and seeds in the 5-7 days before your period starts. 

- If fatigue is more your issue, ensure that you’re eating enough iron-rich foods, like beets, (unsulfured/unsweetened) dried fruits, legumes, broccoli, or dark leafy greens. If you’re eating cooked iron-rich foods, squeeze a bit of fresh lemon juice on your meal to increase iron absorption! 

- If you struggle with bloating (either before or during your period), eating cranberries or parsley, which are both natural diuretics, will help. Try using frozen cranberries in a smoothie with a few bananas + stevia, or add parsley into green smoothies or steep it in hot water to form a tea. (Just be careful about more processed cranberry products, as they usually have tons of added sugar, which will make you bloat even worse!). Potassium-rich foods can also help balance your sodium levels, so raw coconut water, avocados, spinach, yams/sweet potatoes and bananas will help, as well.

- If your issue is overall aches or pain, using turmeric (a potent anti-inflammatory) in your cooking during your period will help. Alternatively, you can make golden milk, a traditional Ayurvedic drink, which I make from non-dairy milk, turmeric and ginger powder, and coconut sugar. It’s great hot, but you can drink it cold, too. 

- Finally, starting your day (ideally, every day, all the time!) with hot water and fresh lemon will help support your liver, aka your main detoxification organ, which will help you with ongoing cleansing. 

Obviously every woman is different, but I hope these tips help you as much as they’ve helped me! While my periods improved quite a bit when I went vegan 4 years ago, these simple changes have made my period pain-free!! Reblog to help a uterus <3

Nothing in my view is more reprehensible than those habits of mind in the intellectual that induce avoidance, that characteristic turning away from a difficult and principled position, which you know to be the right one, but which you decide not to take. You do not want to appear too political; you are afraid of seeming controversial; you want to keep a reputation for being balanced, objective, moderate; your hope is to be asked back, to consult, to be on a board or prestigious committee, and so to remain within the responsible mainstream; someday you hope to get an honorary degree, a big prize, perhaps even an ambassadorship.

For an intellectual these habits of mind are corrupting par excellence. If anything can denature, neutralize, and finally kill a passionate intellectual life it is the internalization of such habits. Personally I have encountered them in one of the toughest of all contemporary issues, Palestine, where fear of speaking out about one of the greatest injustices in modern history has hobbled, blinkered, muzzled many who know the truth and are in a position to serve it. For despite the abuse and vilification that any outspoken supporter of Palestinian rights and self-determination earns for him or herself, the truth deserves to be spoken, represented by an unafraid and compassionate intellectual.

—  Edward Said 

anonymous asked:

If you're still taking prompts, can you write a fic with one of these lines: "You're so hot you denature my proteins" or "Didn't you know (bio)chemists periodically do it on the table?" ? For Valentine's day hahahah

Hello there Anon,

Well, aren’t you lucky?? ‘Cause (due to popular demand) I had half a follow-up drafted for The Mystery of the Missing Gym Sock that just screamed “add nerdy biochemistry flirting!” and your prompt was just so perfect, so I ended up finishing that story, adding your prompt. 

IN TIME FOR VALENTINE’S DAY! WHOWHOOOO!

Originally posted by makinology

So, yes, you will have to read The Mystery of the Missing Gym Sock first or this follow-up won’t make sense in some places, but then go right ahead and enjoy:

The Gym Sock Returns

Sneak Peek:

Jemma’s fingers nervously play with each other and she bounces slightly in her knees, waiting within a crowd of people behind a waist-high barrier in the busy arrival hall of Terminal B at LAX. She tries to peek past an insufferable man two heads taller than her who has the audacity to block her view.

She catches a glimpse of the large sliding doors opening and sees people exit, some dragging only hand luggage along, others with carts stacked with suitcases; some wave enthusiastically at family members waiting like her, while others try to rush past a grandmother hugging her two grandkids, effectively blocking the path for everyone else.

Jemma’s gaze wanders back to the sliding doors. She presses her hands against her chest, trying to calm her beating heart, a shaky breath escaping her lips.

She had picked Fitz up from the airport on so many occasions. But today was different. Today was new. Today she wasn’t just picking up Leopold Fitz, her best friend, her friend with benefits. Today she was picking up so much more than that.

My life as a science major is just sad…This morning I decided to make ramen, and while I was making said ramen, I thought “Huh, this ramen is a lot like proteins. They’re both densely packed, but at high temperature (boiling water), they uncoil and get denatured. Now if only I could break the peptide bonds (proceeds to break the ramen), oh would you look at that!” How sad is that?? I can’t even look at a normal thing ever again without thinking, SCIENCE!! 

The cliché about ‘deadly incestuous jouissance’ which burns us if we come too close to it totally misses this link of death and jouissance. The point is not that jouissance has to be kept at a certain distance, otherwise it would kill us; the point is that we are already dead: …even when… biologically still alive (attached to a living body), it is caught in the vicious cycle of jouissance which functions at a distance from life, which is never synchronized with life rhythm. Our self-perception as mortal beings, our relating to the prospect of our death, is grounded in this discord/excess of jouissance – which makes us aware of our biological finitude. …Life gets denaturalized, caught into a symbolic rhythm which followed its own rules, and ‘death drive’ is here interpreted as this autonomous functioning of the symbolic order at a distance from life
—  S. Zizek
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It’s so hot I probably could have fried an egg on my dashboard, but instead I “cooked” it without adding heat by dunking it in isopropyl alcohol. Heat and alcohol both denature the proteins in the egg white. This means the proteins unravel and lose their usual, functional structure. I would definitely not recommend eating an egg prepared like this. Not only will it taste of rubbing alcohol, but it felt really rubbery and tough.