Rudy's Lab

[ Friday, March 01, 2002 ]

Just checked my messages. I can't believe it. One of them was from Oscar. Oscar Goldman. Jesus Christ... I haven't heard from him in 20 years. We used to go for drinks after every bionic mission, I'd have him over for supper, he'd have me over for supper... we were tight.

And then when him and Steve had that big blow-out back in the early 80's... well, what was I supposed to do? I was in a horrible position. Steve was my patient and friend. Oscar was my boss and friend. I'm no good at making these kinds of choices, and I suppose it was that hesitation that broke his heart and dissolved our friendship. He always was a little too passionate about things.

And now, almost 20 years later, I get a call from him. Smack-dab out of the blue, he wants me to call him back. He said it was urgent.

Of course, with Oscar Goldman, everything is urgent. If a dead-goat washed-up on the shore of his beach house, he'd take it as some kind of global threat. He'd probably want me to reanimate the thing, make it some kind of bionic goat to teach those damn Russkies a lesson. Always with the Russkies, that Oscar was. Always with the conspiracy theories, that guy. He's probably got every X-Files episode on tape.

If he's going to ignore me for 20 years, he can damn well wait until I finish my issue of Popular Mechanics. Urgent my ass!
Dr. Rudy [7:28 AM]

[ Thursday, February 28, 2002 ]

Just got back from giving a workshop and a presentation at the Worldwide Bionics Convention in Seattle. This year, I was crowned the Grand Poohbah of Bionics. Heh... I like that. I think I'll use that nickname in this blog. Go me!

I remember back in the 70's when those conventions used to draw huge crowds and went on for a week. Now we're lucky to get a few Trekkers with nothing to do on that particular weekend. And if that geeky little shit Wil Wheaton pats my rump one more time, I'll separate his saucer section!

People aren't as interested in Bionics anymore. I need to find another specialty and quick. The fridge is getting kinda empty. The fridge never used to be empty when my projects were well-funded. Nor was my bed, I might add. Hot Bionic scientist I was back then. I just need to come up with a hot new idea and I'll be back on top (literally).

Awww... who am I kidding. Bionics are my life. Even 70's fashion made a come back. I just need to bide my time. Bionics will rise again.

I've got a couple of messages on my machine, but I'll check them tomorrow. The latest issue of Popular Mechanics has come in, I need a bath, and then some sleep. I'll rethink my plans then.

Over and out... Grand Poohbah... heh.
Dr. Rudy [10:47 AM]