When I see things like a registry of plasmids available by mail-order to help the enterprising young bioengineer assemble a novel life-form, I wonder how I can get in on the action, what my role in the awesome future this portends is going to be. Maybe I could build my own awesome new life-form with a second-hand PCR machine I find on Craigslist – liobam chops, anyone?
Then I remember I can’t even figure out the right way to assemble the toe-kicks on my Ikea kitchen cabinets.
Maybe they need someone to write their marketing brochures.
Secretly Ironic 