Rabbit Hole #2

Mr. Big Food mentioned over the weekend that he had a paper he wanted me to edit. Needed words cut. Sent it to me today. Said it was 3500 and needed to to be 3000. For some unknown reason having to do with the fact that I am 60 years old and apparently can no longer read and comprehend, I labored to cut 100 words.

Re edit.

Meanwhile, I went down the Hodgkin & Huxley hole. I consulted crappy old Medical Physiology texts. I ruminated on states of affairs.

And I eventually cut 500 words.

It wasn’t easy.

But I learned a lot.

I shared my learnings with Mr. Big Food. He thinks we should write a paper. I think we need to clean the patio.