Reminds me of Anatoli Bugorski, a Russian scientist who accidentally stuck his head into the path of a relativistic proton beam in a particle accelerator in 1978. He’s still alive and kicking!
If you grew extra legs on your head, that would make a whole *load* of things difficult…
(Apparently he just got a bunch of nerve damage.)
I remembered reading a different story where a whole bunch of faculty deliberately stuck their heads in an accelerator beam For Science! It must have been a lot lower energy… but apparently you see little flashes from your nerves getting directly stimulated.
“Laboratory experiments therefore simulated such cosmic rays by producing recoil carbon, nitrogen and oxygen nuclear fragments in the eye, initially exposing “dark adapted” people to a low-intensity neutron beam at energies going up to 640 MeV at the Berkeley cyclotron. Light flashes were observed.”
Battle in the crime lair becomes a contest of science in his mind, which may or may not be the case. Not to mention a contest of science against a person capable of making a functional teleportation device from wire coat hangers. Marcie may have to delay her departure long enough to rescue this man from whatever predicament he is about to get into.
Marcie may find it easier just to let Skin Horse know. Tigerlily wants to see Tip again, and it’s better if she does it before Chris needs any sort of rescue.
I’m not sure if Marcie’s line in the last panel is a sick burn, or if it’s just the most convenient way to identify the irradiator they’re talking about. I guess it could be both.
Yes, but what he changed it to is remarkably creepy. That book would give The Grim Reaper nightmares. No, really, it’s about a guy who just won’t die right, which has got to be the Grim Reaper equivalent of dreaming you had your scythe in your hand, but no robes on.
You don’t have to move and say-ay-ay a goodbye.
California is just a word for so long.
You don’t have to move and say-ay-ay a goodbye.
I can see it now, you think I’m wrong.
Just by sheer chance this science contest just appeared,
And I’ll win it back no matter what you feared.
I’ll recover the main prize of D of I.
You don’t have to move and say-ay-ay a goodbye.
—from “You Don’t Have to Be a Baby to Cry,” various. Lots of various.
It is suspiciously convenient that this contest showed up at exactly this time, hm? Quite a coincidence! Makes you wonder if something more mysterious is going on!
What’s probably going on is that I am a a bad writer who relies overmuch on coincidences.
Just give me a similar phrase and I’ll riff on it. (Someday I’ll go through the books and maybe online and put a list of phrases to something like “We Didn’t Start the Fire” or “Do You Remember These?” How’s that for a threat?)
Chris tried irradiating his head at the sammich shop, but their irradiators are simply *not* up to par…
Reminds me of Anatoli Bugorski, a Russian scientist who accidentally stuck his head into the path of a relativistic proton beam in a particle accelerator in 1978. He’s still alive and kicking!
Yeah, but I’ll bet the extra legs he grew after the incident makes buying pants difficult…
If you grew extra legs on your head, that would make a whole *load* of things difficult…
(Apparently he just got a bunch of nerve damage.)
I remembered reading a different story where a whole bunch of faculty deliberately stuck their heads in an accelerator beam For Science! It must have been a lot lower energy… but apparently you see little flashes from your nerves getting directly stimulated.
“Laboratory experiments therefore simulated such cosmic rays by producing recoil carbon, nitrogen and oxygen nuclear fragments in the eye, initially exposing “dark adapted” people to a low-intensity neutron beam at energies going up to 640 MeV at the Berkeley cyclotron. Light flashes were observed.”
http://cerncourier.com/cws/article/cern/58214
Did you hear about the man with five legs? His pants fit him just like a glove.
I’ve been hit by a proton beam. But it was only 35MV – not the GV that whacked poor Anatoli!
Chris: Skin Horse will give me a job!
Marcie: Actually I want to go to California.
(awkward silence)
Battle in the crime lair becomes a contest of science in his mind, which may or may not be the case. Not to mention a contest of science against a person capable of making a functional teleportation device from wire coat hangers. Marcie may have to delay her departure long enough to rescue this man from whatever predicament he is about to get into.
Marcie may find it easier just to let Skin Horse know. Tigerlily wants to see Tip again, and it’s better if she does it before Chris needs any sort of rescue.
I’m not sure if Marcie’s line in the last panel is a sick burn, or if it’s just the most convenient way to identify the irradiator they’re talking about. I guess it could be both.
Couldn’t he just steal it back?
By the way, it’s nice to see that Chris *can* change his shirt…
Yes, but what he changed it to is remarkably creepy. That book would give The Grim Reaper nightmares. No, really, it’s about a guy who just won’t die right, which has got to be the Grim Reaper equivalent of dreaming you had your scythe in your hand, but no robes on.
He has no limits. HE DOES NOT.
Author and ISBN of that book, if convenient, please.
I suspect it is this one, based on the cover:
http://www.shigabooks.com/
You don’t have to move and say-ay-ay a goodbye.
California is just a word for so long.
You don’t have to move and say-ay-ay a goodbye.
I can see it now, you think I’m wrong.
Just by sheer chance this science contest just appeared,
And I’ll win it back no matter what you feared.
I’ll recover the main prize of D of I.
You don’t have to move and say-ay-ay a goodbye.
—from “You Don’t Have to Be a Baby to Cry,” various. Lots of various.
It is suspiciously convenient that this contest showed up at exactly this time, hm? Quite a coincidence! Makes you wonder if something more mysterious is going on!
What’s probably going on is that I am a a bad writer who relies overmuch on coincidences.
Just give me a similar phrase and I’ll riff on it. (Someday I’ll go through the books and maybe online and put a list of phrases to something like “We Didn’t Start the Fire” or “Do You Remember These?” How’s that for a threat?)
Sure, it sounds crazy when you put it that way, but there’s actually some sound logic behind that statement.
Okay, there’s logic behind it at the very least.
Chris: “Yeah. Why do you ask?”
Marcie: “No reason.”
Is she dressed as Janet from Magic School Bus?