I think Tip has been quiescent too long. The accumulated stresses cannot safely be released in such a small venue. I think there’s only one safe way left, for small values of safe, to handle a major Tip mojo incident. (No points for guessing.) And that I expect to be glorious.
[ SG: ] Gavotte: That’s like asking a human whether they can talk.
[JCW: ] Are you good at breathing?
[…]
[ SG: ] Dr. Lee: Hopeless. Possibly unaware that she’s hopeless.
[ JCW: ] An inspiring Dr. Lee story would involve convincing her that maybe she
should sign up for a different department in your performing arts
school.
Which makes me suspect that after Dr. Lee tries to show them how to dance (or rather, perhaps, what she thinks might be dancing), the first dance move of the characters/components who are not Dr. Lee will be the synchronized facepalm.
It’s even more interesting to note that JCW tracked back to that very Sunday strip *two days ago* to reveal the redacted name … perhaps in anticipation of someone linking out to it from today’s comic? If so, kudos, JCW.
Also, I can’t believe Artie can’t dance?! And it begs the question of whether he dances better(worser?) in gerbil-shape or in man-shape.
I seem to recall that Mell couldn’t dance (or maybe that’s just my head canon talking). So if Artie learned from her, he probably can’t dance worth spit in either form.
Artie didn’t learn any of the subjects that he’s good at from Mell. I don’t think he would learn something that he’s bad at from her. Especially since he could learn from teachers who had actual skill.
I had a vague memory of Artie dancing with Dr. Lee, but I was remembering this scene, where he cuts in while Lee is dancing — I guess too briefly for her inability to be obvious — with Tip. Artie doesn’t actually try dancing (too bourgeois?!), and opts for mycology instead.
The causality actually goes the other way: I became aware of that page in the first place because I saw that comment pop up in the site comment feed.
In the absence of the knowledge of that page, I was going to point out that the five+Dr. Lee mean that there are an even number of dancers, and I think most group dances — like the gavotte — work better for even numbers.
But I suspect now that if Dr. Lee tries to work a group dance with them, they will beg her to leave off. “Please, for the love of all that is good and holy, just stop. We will do our very best to make do on our own.”
I am 99.99% sure that the “skee-ball tickets for the bus” thing was just a distraction and a diversion. Or maybe some part of her was hoping that the numbers on the tickets would remind her of the number for the bus?
Whack theory about the bus:
It occurs to me that Nick might be considered to be a metaphorical bus, in a sense. And Gavotte did, presumably, have his cell phone number, back when she was integrated.
But the bus will not come for Dr. Lee, or for Gavotte. They will need to go to the bus (and break Nick out). This will presumably be less of a problem for Dr. Lee+AN ANGRY SWARM OF BEES than for Dr. Lee alone.
You must dance,
In a dance you can try in the blink of an eye,
And you’ll get it right.
You can’t dial
Any dial for the bus that would come for us
At this strange homesite.
But you’ve forgot that you’re not at home,
And who you really wanna be.
So, darlin’,
Give that bee dance for me, hmm.
You don’t know (yes I know)
That you’re split into five and a broken-up hive
Isn’t good for us (oh I know).
Laugh at me (yes I know),
But I’m really smart and a flying start
Will readjust (oh I know).
But you’ve forgot that you’re not at home,
And who you really wanna be.
So, darlin’,
Give that bee dance for me.
Gavotte, don’t you know I’ve got to break this spell?
Can you hear me tell you how?
I have got to get out of this VR hell,
Zerhakker needs me now
You must dance (you must dance)
Go and give it all with the disco ball and its work is done (you can dance)
If you do (you can dance)
Though there are no guys, you could win the prize
It’ll be some fun.
‘Cause you’ve forgot that you’re not at home
And who you really wanna be.
So, darlin’,
Give that bee dance for me.
—from “Save the Last Dance For Me,” Doc Pomus / Mort Schuman, the greatest song ever written about dancing.
Dancing bees!
Or would that be(e) too obvious of mad science?
if the mayor dances, it’s an Abba song
Only if the mayor’s 17
Or anyone who was 17 in the last 40 years.
It’s time to dance! Not really disco, though https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gXRGYz6GaOk
Your brilliant!
Oh Gawd! Dr. Lee has a Tip smile! Be(e) afraid,be(e) very afraid!
I’m prepared for an appearence from Tip in all his glory…. How can he not hearken to the clarion call of glowing mirror ball
I think Tip has been quiescent too long. The accumulated stresses cannot safely be released in such a small venue. I think there’s only one safe way left, for small values of safe, to handle a major Tip mojo incident. (No points for guessing.) And that I expect to be glorious.
That ship’s in port on the other side of the ocean.
And being used a template to create other ships to sail around the globe.
Well, it does look as if Ginny did indeed get them united! ^_~
Sometimes all you need to unite a people is a common enemy.
Hmmm…. they’ll want to be careful, if they’re all dancing in a group. Choosing a safe one would be a good idea. Like, maybe a Safety da-
*is Shot*
Great. Just great. I didn’t shoot you soon enough. Now I’m gonna have that song stuck in my head the whole bloody day. Thanks for that.
But if her friends don’t dance, it kind of defeats the purpose. It’s not going to work if she leaves them all behind.
“Do that thing again where you convince us you’re not mad.”
http://skin-horse.com/comic/it-was-supposed/
Like having too much to drink and shouting, “I can prove I’m not drunk… watch this!”
Miss Jones? They’re playing your song…
It’s interesting to note that the authorial team considered the dancing skill levels of the various characters.
And in particular:
[ SG: ] Gavotte: That’s like asking a human whether they can talk.
[JCW: ] Are you good at breathing?
[…]
[ SG: ] Dr. Lee: Hopeless. Possibly unaware that she’s hopeless.
[ JCW: ] An inspiring Dr. Lee story would involve convincing her that maybe she
should sign up for a different department in your performing arts
school.
Which makes me suspect that after Dr. Lee tries to show them how to dance (or rather, perhaps, what she thinks might be dancing), the first dance move of the characters/components who are not Dr. Lee will be the synchronized facepalm.
It’s even more interesting to note that JCW tracked back to that very Sunday strip *two days ago* to reveal the redacted name … perhaps in anticipation of someone linking out to it from today’s comic? If so, kudos, JCW.
Also, I can’t believe Artie can’t dance?! And it begs the question of whether he dances better(worser?) in gerbil-shape or in man-shape.
I seem to recall that Mell couldn’t dance (or maybe that’s just my head canon talking). So if Artie learned from her, he probably can’t dance worth spit in either form.
Artie didn’t learn any of the subjects that he’s good at from Mell. I don’t think he would learn something that he’s bad at from her. Especially since he could learn from teachers who had actual skill.
No, Artie’s ineptness must be innate.
I had a vague memory of Artie dancing with Dr. Lee, but I was remembering this scene, where he cuts in while Lee is dancing — I guess too briefly for her inability to be obvious — with Tip. Artie doesn’t actually try dancing (too bourgeois?!), and opts for mycology instead.
Either that, or he wrote the comment earlier today, and set the date on it to Sunday’s to mess with people. Anyone notice?
As I don’t think we’ve seen Artie trying to dance, I’m just going to assume it involves him turning slowly round and round with his hands in the air.
The causality actually goes the other way: I became aware of that page in the first place because I saw that comment pop up in the site comment feed.
In the absence of the knowledge of that page, I was going to point out that the five+Dr. Lee mean that there are an even number of dancers, and I think most group dances — like the gavotte — work better for even numbers.
But I suspect now that if Dr. Lee tries to work a group dance with them, they will beg her to leave off. “Please, for the love of all that is good and holy, just stop. We will do our very best to make do on our own.”
I think it’s ambiguous — either Artie can’t dance, or interacting with him improved Lee’s ability to dance.
I’ve got two disco balls.
The word is “mad”, Dr. Lee, not “crazy”
I am 99.99% sure that the “skee-ball tickets for the bus” thing was just a distraction and a diversion. Or maybe some part of her was hoping that the numbers on the tickets would remind her of the number for the bus?
Whack theory about the bus:
It occurs to me that Nick might be considered to be a metaphorical bus, in a sense. And Gavotte did, presumably, have his cell phone number, back when she was integrated.
But the bus will not come for Dr. Lee, or for Gavotte. They will need to go to the bus (and break Nick out). This will presumably be less of a problem for Dr. Lee+AN ANGRY SWARM OF BEES than for Dr. Lee alone.
You must dance,
In a dance you can try in the blink of an eye,
And you’ll get it right.
You can’t dial
Any dial for the bus that would come for us
At this strange homesite.
But you’ve forgot that you’re not at home,
And who you really wanna be.
So, darlin’,
Give that bee dance for me, hmm.
You don’t know (yes I know)
That you’re split into five and a broken-up hive
Isn’t good for us (oh I know).
Laugh at me (yes I know),
But I’m really smart and a flying start
Will readjust (oh I know).
But you’ve forgot that you’re not at home,
And who you really wanna be.
So, darlin’,
Give that bee dance for me.
Gavotte, don’t you know I’ve got to break this spell?
Can you hear me tell you how?
I have got to get out of this VR hell,
Zerhakker needs me now
You must dance (you must dance)
Go and give it all with the disco ball and its work is done (you can dance)
If you do (you can dance)
Though there are no guys, you could win the prize
It’ll be some fun.
‘Cause you’ve forgot that you’re not at home
And who you really wanna be.
So, darlin’,
Give that bee dance for me.
—from “Save the Last Dance For Me,” Doc Pomus / Mort Schuman, the greatest song ever written about dancing.