Having never seen your brain up close and comfy, I think I can still say with complete confidence (IANADY) that your brain is as pretty as human brains can get.
THERE IS ALWAYS HOPE, WILLIS. (Can I call you Willis? As in, "Whatchu talkin' 'bout, Willis?")
I'll bite. What was the procedure? Big incision? Small incision? Did they remove bone? (I'm curious about that b/c Chad's brother works for a company that designs artificial bone - they got their start working on skulls for patients undergoing treatment for tumors or brain trauma, in which the patient lost significant amounts of skull. Fascinating stuff - he's using a variant of of the software Chad uses to design houses to design these artifical bone implants.) General anaesthesia (or do they do brain surgery under less-than-general anaesthesia?
Actually, the kid's head _was_ held in a semi-circular metal frame with large screws holding everything in place, and the catheters were held by six Doc Oc tentacles branching off from the frame. The team had more than one Spiderman 2 moments while we were in there.
Also, if my eyes didn't deceive me, they stapled the protective drapings that covered the rest of his body into his head.
The procedure: drill six burr holes (3 in each hemisphere) into the brain of a 5 year old child. Via 6 ultra thin glass catheters, slowly administer a vector that will hopefully find its way into nucleated grey matter of the child and kick-off the production a critical enzyme that is missing, in hopes that the child will not die of a fatal neurodenerative disease in a few years. The vector in this case is a common non-pathogenic (as far as we know) virus that has been stripped of its own DNA, and piggy-backed with non-mutated DNA that contains the gene coding for this missing enzyme. Since the virus is a retrovirus, once it enters a cell nucleus, it begins altering the cell's own DNA with what it is carrying, in this case, the non-mutated genes (same methods as HIV
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Demmed Europeans with their brain-eating ways. They didn't let me bring any straws in...
Actually I have eaten lamb's brain in the past, and it was absolutely yummy, tasting just like bone marrow, which obviously you probably either love or hate.
So like... what do brains smell like? Is it distinctive? Could this maybe explain the behaviour of zombies?
Do you think maybe a really experienced brain surgeon could stick his nose into somebody's ear at a party and instantly know whether or not they were worth talking to?
What do you figure your brain smells like?
Finally, if you could have anybody's brain in a jar, whose would you want, and would you talk to it, late at night, hoping it might respond?
For the record, I think I'd want Chopin's brain, because maybe if I kind of dunked my hands into it -- as a nightly ritual, like, giving it a good massage -- then I'd be able to play the piano (better.)
1) I sadly did not get close enough to whiff, though I'm sure things would have smelled like a mix of various liquids employed during the incision process, and any blood that was lingering around the scene.
In otherwords, no evidence of brain pheremones that might induce erratic behavior in the undead.
2) I think that if a really experienced brain surgeon stuck his nose in somebody's ear at a party, he would instantly know whether they were worth talking to. If the person does not smack him, he is not worth talking to.
3) My brain smells of roses.
4) I guess they would have to be dead already... I'd be too worried about Chopin (or Keats), given his frail and consumptive nature, though that's a really good answer. I'm going to go with Victor Hugo. And I need to watch City of Lost Children again.
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THERE IS ALWAYS HOPE, WILLIS. (Can I call you Willis? As in, "Whatchu talkin' 'bout, Willis?")
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...how horrible.
Actually, the kid's head _was_ held in a semi-circular metal frame with large screws holding everything in place, and the catheters were held by six Doc Oc tentacles branching off from the frame. The team had more than one Spiderman 2 moments while we were in there.
Also, if my eyes didn't deceive me, they stapled the protective drapings that covered the rest of his body into his head.
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PPS Suturing looks pretty fun too.
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Did anyone sneak a little taste?
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Actually I have eaten lamb's brain in the past, and it was absolutely yummy, tasting just like bone marrow, which obviously you probably either love or hate.
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So like... what do brains smell like? Is it distinctive? Could this maybe explain the behaviour of zombies?
Do you think maybe a really experienced brain surgeon could stick his nose into somebody's ear at a party and instantly know whether or not they were worth talking to?
What do you figure your brain smells like?
Finally, if you could have anybody's brain in a jar, whose would you want, and would you talk to it, late at night, hoping it might respond?
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For the record, I think I'd want Chopin's brain, because maybe if I kind of dunked my hands into it -- as a nightly ritual, like, giving it a good massage -- then I'd be able to play the piano (better.)
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In otherwords, no evidence of brain pheremones that might induce erratic behavior in the undead.
2) I think that if a really experienced brain surgeon stuck his nose in somebody's ear at a party, he would instantly know whether they were worth talking to. If the person does not smack him, he is not worth talking to.
3) My brain smells of roses.
4) I guess they would have to be dead already... I'd be too worried about Chopin (or Keats), given his frail and consumptive nature, though that's a really good answer. I'm going to go with Victor Hugo. And I need to watch City of Lost Children again.
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