…and that was @pinkunz one-man stage interpretation of Oppenheimer, let’s give him a big round of applause! 
… 8 shows a week, matinees Wed, Sat, and Sun, tell your friends!
If you’ve ever aspired to be on stage, we are currently casting standbys and understudies…inquire within!
Hanging around near the coffee machine and chat and procrastinate? I never do that 
I never do that either, mostly because I’m not big on coffee.
looks up and sees why this thread was necro’d. Nice!
Oh my gawd I am losing my mind over the renamed thread and the new display name for @pinkunz! 
EDIT: For future explorers who find this, if any names change again:
(hauls in some carpentry materials, tools, a new table, and a new coffee machine)
Something-something taking responsibility for community spaces. 
----enters coffee room, holding device, looking confused----
At first I didn’t understand why they gave me this geiger-counter… but then it clicked.
I couldn’t find a crash cymbal emoji so I’m whacking the metal trash can instead.
/me approaches that smudge with a wet cleaning rag.
[Suddenly feels refreshed and pine scenty.]
Radioactive accident stories!!! I have one!!
Years ago when I was in grad school in molecular genetics, I was doing an experiment where I made radioactively labelled bacteriophage, let them attach to bacteria, halted the infection, and then inverted the bacterial cells so that we could see what the phage was doing on the inside of the cell membrane at the moment of adsorption (attachment of virus to host cell). I used a French press to invert the cells, and this puts them under very high pressure. A bad O-ring popped, and my hot sample squirted all over my foot. And we all spent a day in the lab trying to decontaminate my foot and sandal, but the Geiger counter was still impressed with me at the end of the day, so I tied a baggie over my foot and took the bus home. A friend was on the bus and quite reasonably asked me why I had a baggie on my foot, so I told her my sandal was radioactive, and suddenly everyone on the bus was moving away from me. I explained that the radioactivity could not get out of the baggie, but there was fear.
I put my sandal in the shed for a few months for the label to decay, and soaked my foot well, and everything was fine. Except for the tentacle that grew on my instep, which makes wearing shoes really uncomfortable.
So you got sprayed by radioactive bacteria and you did not develop any superpowers? I start to get the feeling that we’ve been lied to all these years…
I did not say that! Shortly thereafter, I developed an extremely heightened awareness to the presence of cake. Which is a truly awesome superpower.
Um, did you read this part?
Also @AmandaB, was this before or after your taste for fizzy “meat juice” – aka blood – appeared?
