googleability

I'm doing research on a long list of companies that are classified as "Disabled Veteran"-operated to fulfill a federal requirement Mercer has to meet to work with one of our clients.

One of said orgs is a private lawyer named Donald J Miller who lives in Sausalito. When I Googled the firm, it turned out that he shares his name with a serial killer who was recently executed in Arizona for being "Especially cruel, heinous, and depraved" in killing his friend's gf over $50 child support payments.

Everyone has a Google-search alter-ego, but this one takes the cake in suckyness.

A year ago, almost exactly, I was sitting in the classroom of the Introduction to Endocrinology class in Berkeley trying to remember which hormone was or wasn't steroid-based and could or could not cross the blood-brain barrier.

During the section of reproduction, the professor presented a slide titled "V-O-L-E spells LOVE" to illustrate that besides humans, another specie, the prarie vole, bonded for life. I still remember him saying that he wasn't sure yet, but the key to love seems to be oxytocin.

Oxytocin stimulates the same neuro-receptors in the brain as cocaine and morphine.

Love, then, is no more than an addiction to the same chemicals that brought people down and into rehab for centuries. This explains a lot of things. It explains why you hurt physically as well as mentally after a breakup, even when you were the one who initiated the split. It explains a lot about obsession. Madness accompanies any form of drug withdrawal.

"women want to belive in an illusion called love, meaning they want to belive that you're not ultimately alone after all. men however, realise that love is an illusion, making you forget for a moment that you're ultimately alone." Stephen King

Recently, several articles came out in leading newspapers about this paper:

http://www.nature.com/nature/journal/v457/n7226/full/457148a.html

Young found that if oxytocin was given to a female prarie vole, she bonded with the next available male, and that similarly, if vasopresin was administered to a male vole, he would attempt to bond in a similar way.

2009

Today we all woke up around 2pm - my dad and his girlfriend were asleep in the living room on our couch without any linens in their clothes. We passed out under our throws in our bedroom around 5am. After we all drank some tylenol, we cleaned up last night's dinner and proceeded with the preparation of the next feast.

Our breakfast consisted of:

Two big crabs which we boiled alive
Three Russian salads
Two ounces of black caviar with sourcream and toasts
Red caviar and crepes
A block of Foie Gras which we kept from our last visit to France
some loose-leaf black tea from london
and a bottle of Dom

I'm starting to like the way this new year is headed.