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Tuesday, December 15, 2021

As nerdcore is to rap, scientific comedians are to the comedy-club circuit.

Here’s a sample of the brainiac humor:

A biologist walks into a comedy club. How does the story end? That stumped [former biologist Dr. Tim] Lee, and he said he would think about it.

A couple of days later, he sent an e-mail message with this response: “A biologist walks into a comedy club. The owner asks, ‘Why’d you select this club?’ Biologist says, ‘Well, it was the natural selection.’”

A thinking man’s joke, to be sure. So long as things don’t get all Bill Nye The Science Guy up on stage.

by Costa Tsiokos, Tue 12/15/2009 11:57 PM
Category: Comedy, Science
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I’m not buying Tom Vanderbilt’s contention of a backlash against drive-thru structures — not by a long shot, when the bulk of American society/infrastructure is firmly car-centric to the core.

But I do appreciate his eloquent description of the interplay that takes place at the drive-up window:

There has always been something odd in the encounter between automobility and architecture; the driver momentarily breaks her sense of hermetic enclosure, while the fast-food employee briefly thrusts himself out of the window, the two meeting amid the sickly sweet commingling of ambient grease and tailpipe exhaust. The car driver doesn’t fully shed her sense of vehicular privacy and has a seemingly easy means of egress (surveillance cameras notwithstanding), which might explain why drive-up windows have become a particular locus of pranks (employees have been subject to sophomoric raps and “fire-in-the-hole” beverage assaults), deviant social behavior (driving naked), and crime (although here the car driver, temporarily exposed, is as much at risk as the employee).

It’s cocoon-on-cocoon action. The human flesh involved almost seems incidental to the process.

by Costa Tsiokos, Tue 12/15/2009 08:20 AM
Category: Creative, Society
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