Monday, June 9, 2014

Rorschach

This is a neuron. It's the basic nerve cell that runs your brain, my brain, pretty much everything's brain:



Sometimes it's hard to leave my job at the office. Work is always on my mind.

One night, when I got home, I found my kids had spilled something in the kitchen. And it reminded me of...




Sigh.

20 comments:

Mark In Mayenne said...

What surprised me is how much more complex and intricate a nurone is than that simplified diagram leads one to imagine.

Anonymous said...

Time for vacation?

Moose said...

I'm sure there's a name for this phenomenon. It amazes me.

It is like when you buy a new car, and suddenly you see cars just like yours all over the roadway. They were always there, you just never noticed them before.

I'm no brain expert, and possibly don't even possess a brain [heck, doctors have looked at scans of my head and said, "There's nothing there!], but I'd guess it has something to do with the way long term memory works and the way things can trigger recognition. I wonder if it's related to the way people see faces in food or mondegreens [where you hear music lyrics incorrectly].

Film at 11.

J said...

Nice.

skidmark said...

I hope those are not the shoes you wear when professionally herding yaks. They not only do not inspire confidence in the wearer, they actually make me wonder if the wearer is not verging on homelessness (or impending temporary bacherlorhood.

stay safe.

Anonymous said...

I don't think you have to worry about seeing a neuron in your kitchen floor dirt...you should only start to worry when you make your kids label the structures on the dirt neuron instead of making them wipe it up.

On the other hand, if I made my son label body part diagrams made out of floor dirt, maybe he would wipe them up himself before I even saw them...lightbulb!

Officer Cynical said...

Tic tac toe, with toes in 2 of the bottom squares.

The Patient Doc said...

Hey I do this too, but usually I see medical images in food :)

a.generic doc said...

I'd hate to think of what you'd be seeing in spills if you were a gynecologist.

Anonymous said...

Does this mean we're really nothing more than stains in the universe? ;-)

Packer said...

They did not spill anything, they were playing that new game--Stomp the Grape.


I wonder how many people have at home work flashbacks.

Kate said...

Makes you glad you didn't go into urology, doesn't it?

Anonymous said...

Apophenia

Anonymous said...

I understand this phenomenon.

I taught reproductive anatomy & physiology for nearly 2 decades. At least you're seeing neurons and not um, other things.

Struck by a Turtle said...

Yep. I'm a coder. When I balance my checkbook and the numbers add up to 250.02 I think DM II uncontrolled. No matter the number in my account (because it's NEVER over a thousand anyhow) I assigned a code.

How sick is that?

Loren Pechtel said...

Are you saying your kid spilled his brains?

smaakee said...

Good job! That's what I'll be after if I ever need a neurologist. Someone who sees brain stuff everywhere. And humor. I need humor. And appreciation of my jokes is nice too.

Anonymous said...

a.generic doc-The Dodge ram's horn logo looks just like a uterus. You're welcome.

Anonymous said...

I just laughed so hard, I had to stop lurking just to say thank you.

in the vanguard said...

Here's my belief: Neurons don't "run" anything. They mediate for the "runner". The runner in such a case is a spiritual component of man, that which gives man life. That which leaves the body - in a non-physical way the moment death happens - to leave the body lifeless.

Otherwise you end up with a foolish notion that neurons control themselves.

 
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