Back years ago, all Saturday morning cartoon mad science labs had gear that made a sound like ooo-wackooo… I have no idea what the name of the sound effect is, but I’m hearing it now. This’s gonna be great!
What other color would it be, if not blue? An ox that big can’t possibly be getting proper oxygen flow to its extremities. Square/cube law can be a bitch like that.
Yes, but dinosaurs naturally had bodily proportions and muscular strength suitable for being that large, rather than just being arbitrarily scaled up versions of smaller creatures.
If you scaled up dinosaurs, they wouldn’t have very good circulation either. St. Bernhards aren’t instantly crushed under their own weight, but a mouse the size of a St. Bernhard would be, unless the strength of its heart and the mass of its bone structure were increased exponentially to accommodate.
To put it another way, all creatures must possess the strength to lift their own weight in order to survive. This is a given.
However, when a creature is proportionally scaled up, it’s volume increases twice as quickly as its surface area does. Because the weight of the creature is determined by its total volume, but the strength is determined by the area of any given muscle, the creature’s weight increases twice as quickly as its strength does.
If you take an ox and double its size, it will be eight times as heavy but only four times as strong. Assuming the ox had exactly enough strength to carry its own weight before, the double-sized ox will only be able to support half of its own weight, and its heart would only be half as powerful as it needs to be to effectively oxygenate the entire body.
The more the creature’s size is increased, the greater the disparity between its weight and its strength becomes.
This is why ants and other small insects are able to carry objects several thousand times heavier than themselves with ease, despite having scrawny little pencil limbs, but even the strongest human, with enormous muscles bulging to the point of grotesquerie, cannot carry much more than one time his own body weight without expending an enormous amount of effort.
But we’re not talking about simply “scaling up” the big blue ox via a growth ray or something.
It could have been a naturally developed cryptid, just like other weird creatures in the Narboniverse. Or it could indeed have been genetically engineered. Or any number of other explanations that don’t involve it lacking the appropriate modifications to physiology to allow for giant size.
I’m a high tech lumber jack and I’m O.K.
I work all night and I sleep all day
I cut down trees, and oo-wackoo
with my old Blair centrifuge
I’m a high tech lumber jack and I’m O.K.
I work all night and I sleep all day
As soon as she can find even the most paper-thin justification, she’s going to loot the place, isn’t she? The hard part will be hauling it back to her lab . . . , wait, wait, I forgot they came here in a dump truck. Dr. Lee might leave the rafters, but everything else is outta there.
I’ve always hoped that the Creature turns up some day here, perhaps as the once-leader of the Old War… first reanimate, Unity’s “grandfather”, so to speak… yellow skin, black hair and lips, if I am recalling Shelley correctly… You don’t really think he found a bunch of trees sticking out of the ice to burn himself up with, do you?
Considering that the Universal version, or depictions of the Creature that are indistinguishable from the Universal version, has shown up unchallenged in as many unlicensed works of the years as it has, I’m pretty sure they’ve legally forfeited that right.
A Blair Centrifuge SD 2800 would be perfect for, say, taking a large sample of sentient goo and separating it into its component parts. That’s a very handy thing for Ginny to want.
Or it could be a Tardis.
Back years ago, all Saturday morning cartoon mad science labs had gear that made a sound like ooo-wackooo… I have no idea what the name of the sound effect is, but I’m hearing it now. This’s gonna be great!
I bet you mean this noise!
No, but that sound is cool, too!
A Blair Centrifuge, it’s whirls around at sub-sonic speed and spits pea green soup.
(At least We hope it’s pea green soup)
I think I’ve been on that carnival ride.
I thought “Blair” was a reference to a certain witch project…
Or a certain former prime minister…
Margaret Thatcher?
Or a character on “The Facts of Life.”
My mind went immediately to cyborg lumberjacks with laser-sighted chainsaws.
Paul Bunyan was really an ordinary-sized mad lumberjack in a giant robot lumberjack suit.
The giant blue ox, though, that was real.
Genetically engineered! How else was it blue?
What other color would it be, if not blue? An ox that big can’t possibly be getting proper oxygen flow to its extremities. Square/cube law can be a bitch like that.
But there have been plenty of animals of that size who had sufficient blood flow – just look at the larger dinosaurs.
Yes, but dinosaurs naturally had bodily proportions and muscular strength suitable for being that large, rather than just being arbitrarily scaled up versions of smaller creatures.
If you scaled up dinosaurs, they wouldn’t have very good circulation either. St. Bernhards aren’t instantly crushed under their own weight, but a mouse the size of a St. Bernhard would be, unless the strength of its heart and the mass of its bone structure were increased exponentially to accommodate.
To put it another way, all creatures must possess the strength to lift their own weight in order to survive. This is a given.
However, when a creature is proportionally scaled up, it’s volume increases twice as quickly as its surface area does. Because the weight of the creature is determined by its total volume, but the strength is determined by the area of any given muscle, the creature’s weight increases twice as quickly as its strength does.
If you take an ox and double its size, it will be eight times as heavy but only four times as strong. Assuming the ox had exactly enough strength to carry its own weight before, the double-sized ox will only be able to support half of its own weight, and its heart would only be half as powerful as it needs to be to effectively oxygenate the entire body.
The more the creature’s size is increased, the greater the disparity between its weight and its strength becomes.
This is why ants and other small insects are able to carry objects several thousand times heavier than themselves with ease, despite having scrawny little pencil limbs, but even the strongest human, with enormous muscles bulging to the point of grotesquerie, cannot carry much more than one time his own body weight without expending an enormous amount of effort.
But we’re not talking about simply “scaling up” the big blue ox via a growth ray or something.
It could have been a naturally developed cryptid, just like other weird creatures in the Narboniverse. Or it could indeed have been genetically engineered. Or any number of other explanations that don’t involve it lacking the appropriate modifications to physiology to allow for giant size.
So this is what Glenn Manning got sick from?
Legend states that Paul found Babe blue from cold, and she never changed…
“Lumberjacks about town?” I always heard lumbejacks slept all night and worked all day…
I’ve heard that as well, but I’ve also been told that they put on women’s clothing and hang around in bars
It’s the buttered scones I couldn’t stand…
Well I’m certain you can substitute marmalade or even jam if you’re feeling frisky.
There is definitely a joke to be had about a Blair centrifuge and a certain ex-Prime Minister of the UK who was known for “spinning”…
John Major?
Robert Walpole?
I’m a high tech lumber jack and I’m O.K.
I work all night and I sleep all day
I cut down trees, and oo-wackoo
with my old Blair centrifuge
I’m a high tech lumber jack and I’m O.K.
I work all night and I sleep all day
As soon as she can find even the most paper-thin justification, she’s going to loot the place, isn’t she? The hard part will be hauling it back to her lab . . . , wait, wait, I forgot they came here in a dump truck. Dr. Lee might leave the rafters, but everything else is outta there.
I can’t hear “(blank)-about-town” without expecting a rendition of “Puttin’ on the Ritz”
I’ve always hoped that the Creature turns up some day here, perhaps as the once-leader of the Old War… first reanimate, Unity’s “grandfather”, so to speak… yellow skin, black hair and lips, if I am recalling Shelley correctly… You don’t really think he found a bunch of trees sticking out of the ice to burn himself up with, do you?
PS- NOT the Universal version, they have lawyers. Maybe the Edison one- Edison doesn’t!
Considering that the Universal version, or depictions of the Creature that are indistinguishable from the Universal version, has shown up unchallenged in as many unlicensed works of the years as it has, I’m pretty sure they’ve legally forfeited that right.
Wondering if this high-tech lumberjack wears a bra, like his dear papa.
Hitty peeking around the doorway is so endearing. She’s all there when the action starts, but the suspense is killing her.
The suspense is terrible! …I hope it’ll last.
I didn’t see that. Thank you for pointing that out. So cute!
Welcome back to A-Sig, Dr. Lee.
A Blair Centrifuge SD 2800 would be perfect for, say, taking a large sample of sentient goo and separating it into its component parts. That’s a very handy thing for Ginny to want.