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Episode Thirty-Five -NERD
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Previously in The Invisible Guy:
We last saw The Invisible Guy at Bongo's (a place for bad poetry and worse coffee) scrutinizing Tick's implausibly virtuosic bongo solo, which turned out to be a coded message revealing the location of Mojo Stang's Inevitably Exploding Island and Diabolical Factory and Outlet Store. But that's not all. Unless The Invisible Guy's spelling has recently taken the short road to hell, Mojo Stang's evil plans would seem to include something called "Nerd Gas", though what that could possibly be The Invisible Guy has not the slightest clue.
He decides to waste no
time trying to find out, at least not here,
splits the scene to check it out at the source. Meanwhile, it's time
the open mic reading session hosted by the Revolutionary Poets Society,
and Skeeter seizes the opportunity to ad lib a couple of verses.
Dad, oh hodad,
Take gas U saggy kat!
That almost makes a palindrome…
||On bad hair day
There's hell toupee
It really wigs me out!
I guess there's nothing more to say.
As you can see, the Revolutionary Poets Society are not all that revolutionary. But they do have fun.
Claude, seated off by
himself in a funky old but very comfy padded
sits back to enjoy the evening's literary offerings, having chucked the
disappointing espresso in favor of the sangria which at least has the
virtue of being free of charge.
The Snellen Standard Eye Chart, or "Big E Chart", was developed by Dr. Hermann Snellen, of Utrecht, in 1862.
I did a search on "gasmask, history", and the very first page that came up had the above picture, in the web site of the Thunder Bay Historical Museum Society. That's in Thunder Bay, Ontario, formerly the twin cities of Port Arthur and Fort William. I lived there for four years when I was in grade school. In fact, that's where I discovered surf music. Weird, huh? (A.J.)