Monday, November 26, 2007

You must immediately click the following link...

To Digital Cuttlefish.


I don't know how I lived without the Cuttlefish's blog for so long.

(Be certain to read the poem linked as Cute-Cute-Cute.)


Cuttlefish said...


Gee, thanks!


(does your blog name have anything to do with the old routine about the shot nurse, the pill nurse, the bath nurse....?)

Jo said...

Cuttle, you silly cephalopod. Of course not. It's to do with the fact that I do neuroscience.

I do love your verse. Wish I could write like that.

Cuttlefish said...

Actually, I just realized--you would have noticed the mistake in the brain-based love sonnet. I screwed up my weird neurology: the right angular gyrus is what Blanke was mucking about with when he found out-of-body experiences; the "sensed presence" stuff I was referring to was Persinger's work with left temporal lobe microseizures.


Jo said...

I am shamed. I didn't even notice.

Of course, so few people write neuroscience love sonnets that I could be forgiven for overlooking the difference between temporal lobe seizures and the right a.g. in my excitement.