William The Coroner’s Forensic Files

Friday, 20, March, 2009

Spring

Filed under: Garden,Life, the universe, & everything. — williamthecoroner @ 21:21

It is the Equinox.  In Rome, the New Year started in Spring, at the equinox.  We’re not as tied to siderial time as they were, but it does make some sense.  The crocuses and daffs are poking their heads above the devil strip and the side yard.  I rebuilt the raised bed of stones around the small tree, and I need to add more good topsoil.

Giant Eagle has nice bulbs in pots for not all that much money, and has had them for quite some time.  I hope they’ll still have them when the ground isn’t frozen.

So, go pour a glass of lager on the nearest tree (you wouldn’t actually want to drink that stuff, right?) and welcome back the sun.

Sappy Cat Blogging

Filed under: Cat Blogging — williamthecoroner @ 09:05

Tinkertinker-on-wall

Friday Cat Blogging

Filed under: Cat Blogging — williamthecoroner @ 05:32

Lucky, brave, or downright insane?  I’m not really sure.  The Lion Whisperer.

H/T Salome.

Between the Lines

Filed under: Poetry — williamthecoroner @ 05:26

Tom Rowe Day of the Clipper, Outer Green Records Portland, ME 1978

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When I talk about time, no answer do I gain;
And reading between the lines brings only this refrain;
That time is an entity that no one hears and no one sees,
And time is the enemy moving closer to me when all I wanted
to be was closer to you.

When I speak of love, you always ask me, "why?"
Why must I speak of love: Yet love is in your eyes.
And love is eternal light glowing in the night that always
Comes out right and love is the power and might that gives me sight,
Makes me fight my way closer to you.

When I talk about time, you always ask me "why?"
And reading between the lines I can see the love that's written in your eyes.
And time is an entity that no one hears and no one sees,
And love is eternal light glowing in the night that always
Comes out right and love is the power and might that gives me sight
Makes me fight my way closer to you.

Thursday, 19, March, 2009

I Thought He Already Was

Filed under: Forensics,Japery — williamthecoroner @ 17:45

Michael Jackson wants to be plastinated by Gunther von Hagans and be in Bodyworlds after his death.  I will point out that his career died some time ago, and nothing has been done about it.

Match Day

Filed under: Teaching — williamthecoroner @ 12:00

match1Today is Match Day The day when all the fourth year medical students learn where they are going to spend their residency–or at least their internship year.

Most students go through the Match–there are some that go outside the match, usually these are older folks with one residency already, and some go through the Military Match, if their medical school has been paid for by the Armed Forces.

The Match is kind of arcane, with a lot of myths surrounding it.  When time was, pre-match, students might interview for residency and then be offered a spot.  Take it or leave it.  Once you were offered a spot, though, and you signed the contract, well, that was it.  Theoretically, it was possible to get out of a match contract, particularly in an employment at will state, but that could be career suicide.

Today, with the match, students interview at a series of residencies, and they put their rank-order list into the computer.  The residency programs rank order their applicants, and supposedly the highest-ranking residency gets their highest ranking student.  Supposedly it is almost high treason to go outside the match, or cut a deal, but rumor has it that 95% of the US medical students get their first choice of program, so go figure.

If you don’t match, the day before is the SCRAMBLE, as programs who haven’t filled try to find students who haven’t matched, and vice versa.  Some people COUPLES MATCH, which further complicates the matching algorithm in ways I can’t explain.  There will be happy, and disappointed people today around noon.

Sunday, 15, March, 2009

In Which I Make An Observation

Filed under: People who need pianos dropped on them — williamthecoroner @ 16:12

I could continue quite happily, for the rest of my days, if I never hear the song “There’s No-one As Irish As Barack OBama” by the Corrigan Brothers ever again.

And speaking as a person with an Ulster background, I say “Yeah, right.”

The public television stations are also pledging begging, and they have Celtic Women on again for the thousandth time. Now, as readers to this blog know, I have no objections to either women who are celtic  or The Celtic Women, with or without the article, but I’m at the point where I want them actually physically in my living room, singing to me and bringing me whiskey and a fry-up.

Just sayin’

I Guess I’m No Longer a Matinee Idol

Filed under: Japery,Self mockery,Teaching — williamthecoroner @ 10:37

When I get this e-mail:

I thought of you the other day as I was watching this awful, D-list horror film

Gee.

Ok, It’s not as bad as all that, the film is titled Pathology, and has both Alyssa Milano and John DeLancie. The IMDB description gave me a spit-take

Harvard Medical School graduate Dr. Ted Grey arrives at one of the nations most prestigious Pathology programs and is quickly noticed by the program’s privileged and elite band of pathology interns who invite him into their crowd.

I’ve never seen a privileged and elite band of pathology interns anywhere in the world. They also have a character named “Fat Bastard” That worries me more.

Oh, and how to commit the perfect murder? I figured that one out YEARS ago.

The Buzzards Return

Filed under: Natural History — williamthecoroner @ 08:00

00004p1It is that time of year again, Spring is en-route, and this is the day the buzzards return to Hinckley, Ohio.  San Juan Capistrano might have swallows, Ohio has large, carrion-eating raptors.  (Considering the number of highways and roadkill in Ohio, that’s probably a good trade-off. )

You see them most along the highways, and can tell them from hawks because of their dark undersides–most of the local broadwinged hawks have white or spotted bellies.  Sometimes, though, they did circle around the coroner’s offices I’ve worked at.  Kind of unnerving.

Saturday, 14, March, 2009

Pi Day

Filed under: Food and Drink — williamthecoroner @ 13:28

Happy Pi Day 3/14

3.14159 26535 89793 23846 26433 83279 50288 41971 69399 37510

And here’s a piem, to help you memorize it: How I need a drink, alcoholic in nature , after the heavy lectures involving quantum mechanics.

To-day, I made apple/cranberry.apple-pie Note. My photo didn’t come out. This photo is from HERE. But they looked the same.

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