Monday, January 23, 2012

Heisenberg Brings The Ketchup

One of the nice things about having cool, smart friends staying over is that you're never short of good conversation and laughs over breakfast.

And another is that, when your fridge is empty on a Sunday morning, your best friend the arch-genius has invented a machine that can conjure that very breakfast out of thin air.

And breakfast has gone deliciously digital.

Binary breakfast, a la Max Tunguska
Ones and zeroes, quantum proteins, fried attractors, Heisenberg ketchup.

Don't ask how he does it, it misses the point. He just can.

And don't ask why he has a new name. Just accept it.

Besides, that story's a whole other adventure.


Indigo

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20 comments:

  1. It seems perfectly reasonable to me that your breakfast with he-who-has-changed-his name should look like this.

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    1. Oh good grief, I can suddenly reply to individual comments. No wonder I felt a great rumbling; I figured it was the sausages...

      Hey Jayne! You're placing the revamped 'Difficult (Dr. Max Tunguska) into the same category as Lord Voldemort. Good call!

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  2. Where are the mushrooms? It's not breakfast without mushrooms. I suppose they aren't really improbable enough...

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    1. Herr Doktor! You know, I think we can easily extend your first foray into digitised food. I'll get cracking on a second pass forthwith.

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  3. are you certain he has changed his name? have you checked your realty seams lately? *note to self: always bring your own toast*

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    1. Hey Eolist! He most certainly did, tho I'm unsure if he realises. I'll tell that story soon; it's complicated. Please be patient - your Vulcan-esque "Eolist Knee Pinches" will not speed that tale along.

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  4. Maybe it's not a name change, but one of his doppelganger's from the last installment?

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    1. I am all three of the doppelgangers. I got hungry on the way home and eat the other two.

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    2. Hey Joshua! I'm trying not to overthink it. In fact, I didn't even ask; rolling with the punches seems to be a decent approach to dimensional affairs.

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  5. Mmmmmm - breakfast.....

    got to go!

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    1. Hey Alistair! Well said sir, smoke me a kipper!

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  6. I feel if I stare at that long enough that it will tell me something inescapable about myself.

    Pearl

    p.s. Since quitting smoking kippers, I've significantly increased my lung capacity. Besides, everyone knows that the smart money is now on second-hand-smoked kippers.

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    1. Hey Pearl! It's actually one of those Magic Eye pictures, and if you stare at it hard enough, it reveals something about my anatomy that frightens the horses. Oh, and by the way, my industry snoop says they're trying to push some legislation through to outlaw second-hand kippers. Apparently, only fishmongers will be able to smoke kippers in public places. This is Big Government gone mad!

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    2. Stop that you two.

      You're both mental!

      {Hope it's contagious}

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  7. Your digital breakfast looks delicious! xoxo

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    1. Hey Ms. Fin! Oh, it's better than delicious - someone else made it! Cup o' joe, señorita?

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  8. Digital breakfast is the best kind. Less calories.

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    1. Hey Kato! You're kidding! By the time it had been replicated (Star Trek style) there was enough protein, fat and sizzle to sink a battleship. But we soldiered on; we're professional. Indigo

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  9. Mmmmm.... bacon! Although, now I'm too dizzy from staring at that image cross-eyed to decipher the coded message to enjoy the bacon.

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    1. Hey Boom Boom! Bad news, Paula - it's not a MagicEye image. Now, stop straining before you get dizzy and fall over again! Indigo

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