We can rebuild him. We have the technology.
And when I say rebuild I mean partially alter.
And by partially alter I mean graft with a metal pincer in an unholy fusion of man and machine.
A landmark day! Our first ever guest strip! And I can’t think of someone we’re more flattered to have on our site than Chris, of the Nonsense Society. Floyd used his occult theurgy last strip to summon him into the world of our comic. Imagine how pleased we were when he also offered us the gem you see before you today. It’s done in the style of his Nonsense Thoughts. There are so many gems, but I know my favorite. Check them out: the statistical unlikelihood of your being disappointed is astounding.
I’m pleased to say I’m in the home stretch of my final exams for the semester. I’m less pleased to note writing this post in only a brief respite from the world of studying physics. I’ll tell you, the sciences kind of need to get their act together insofar as how they evaluate: I long to be tested on what I’ve actually learned. My hope has become somewhat cynical as a result. I want the test to just be blisteringly difficult. Hard to look at directly kind of difficult. My secret plan B for success is a unified failure, rectified by the mysterious practice known as “curving.”
Besides, how much physics do you really need for real world medicine?
Like affixing a cyborg arm to your close friend.