Horace!

This year, like last year, we were graced with the presence of Horace, the "dog vomit" slime mold. But this year I was quick enough to get photos of him/them over the three days of transition from plasmodial to sporangial phases (I think).

Ribbons

Mort worked his arse off yet again this year coordinating the local homebrew competition - so of course we entered. This time, we came away with three ribbons - a first and two thirds for various styles:

First went to Simon for a Dry stout:

A third place to the Weasel for a Weissbier (the same recipe as last year, but a different batch):

And a third place for Andrew with a delicious Eisbock:

Silent auction scarf

Apart from study, study, study, I'm still managing to get in a little knitting. Often as a reward between groups of journal articles. As part of a silent auction fundraiser for the local international veterinary student group, I knitted a double-sided pawprint scarf (about 1.7 m long) - learning how to do double-knitting in the process.

If we were moving to a cold climate, I totally would have made one for myself - probably not quite so necessary in Sydney, though.

Edit more than a year later: here is the print pattern I ended up using:


The leftovers turned into a very functional tea-cosy.

Below is Mort playing with his new beer gun, which lets him bottle carbonated beer straight from the keg without exposing it to oxygen - making the whole process quick and keeping the beer more delicious.