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#lab reports
"There were a lot of good shows. I remember seeing Ministry with Trish. It was in this shitty downtown club that held like 50 people and Al looked completely pissed off to be playing a shithole like that. Like he was so pissed off, he was ready to fling himself to death off the tiny stage. Best show they ever did. <3 Trish and I made out in front of some boys later, which is always awesome.
"I remember the worst. Marilyn Manson. Pff. One of those new albums nobody gives a fuck about. By the time he got to Wisconsin he was phoning it in. He wasn't the Antichrist! He looked tired. That's when I knew I could do his shit better than he could."
Maxxine, please, a moment of your time!
"Who are you wearing, and What is your current fave song?"
"I think it's Juicy Couture, in like this photoluminescent pink plastic with some EL wire to make my tits look fatter. [too many pink hearts] and my fave is totally by that new Eurodance guy, although I think he's like a vtuber or something? If he's got a real body he better look out! [devil horns emoji]"
Anonymous User asked: Dr. Wednesday, if you were to hold a title other than doctor - along with all that it would entail - what might you choose?
"'Grand Nagus'? (laughs) This is a tough one. My calling, if you will, has become such an essential part of my identity. But of course you aren't asking me to discard that. What else would I be, additionally? Oh, I mean, I certainly exhibit pretensions of being a public figure, which is, oh my god, so not practical, or even sane, given my still legally-actionable after-dark proclivities. But I do seem to want to tell people what's what on a grand scale, do I not? I wouldn't be one of those celebrity scientists, like Bill Nye, or whatever Neil deGrasse-Tyson has become-- we once had such high hopes for him, did we not? --heaven help me, I think I'd want to get into fashion. Really, Holly? Reeeeally? I would have figured that more for Greta's raison d'ĂȘtre... but that's unfair to Greta. She wasn't chasing wealth or status, so much as chasing banality. I'd fed Greta her fill of the wild life, and ultimately she needed to detox with something refreshingly conventional. And I don't blame her. I... I fucking ruined her life. It's astonishing and admirable that she was able to claw her way back from that. After Holly Wednesday, 'normie' is a large step up.
"But I'm rambling. I don't know? 'Science fashion correspondent?' 'What's hot in superconductors this month?' I don't know. There is the kernel of something there, some life beyond pinning specimens, where I can be awful and catty and unrestrained for a living, but it really requires further review. It's a thought-provoking question, I do want more."