You know you're a redneck Bioinformaticist when...



You think a BLAST job involves cherry bombs and a mailbox.

You think a 'Maximum Parsimony Tree' is where you go to pick the most parsimons.

You think a drug discovery pipeline involves the revenoors and the still out back.

You're afraid the Nucleotides might have an undertow.

You think that gap extension penalties might involve the growing space in Pa's teeth.

You find yourself explaining the difference between Beowulf Clusters and SMP servers by comparing them to a case of beer and a keg.

You think that an algorithm involves a former vice president trying to dance.

You get confused about the difference between a database and a washtub bass.

You use a divining rod to make structure predictions.

You are working on a project to make tobacco grow leaves in little packets that fit right between your cheek and gum.

You think Gene Prediction involves guessing how much longer your britches will last.

You think that 'Wash U' is something that a kid would write in the dirt on your back window.

You are afraid of Unix, just 'cuz of the name.

You think that multiple alignments are the way you get 10 kids and a hound dog to fit in the same bed.

You think that PSI-Blast came from the comic books.

You think that a 'superfamily' is on saturday mornings at 9 AM.

You think that a Rasmol is eating the 'taters in your garden.

You stoke the fire with a paralogs.

You think the Venter is broken on your carburetor.

You think that Homology should be illegal.