Love in the Time of Mad Science
Today, on the way to work, M and I decided that if one of us dies, the other will have their brain preserved in a jar. With little metal spider legs.
Neither of us has any delusions about life after death or that said brain will be representative of the person whom it was, but brains in jars are freakin' rad, especially when there are little metal spider legs involved.
Neither of us has any delusions about life after death or that said brain will be representative of the person whom it was, but brains in jars are freakin' rad, especially when there are little metal spider legs involved.