The Really Mad Scientists' Club
People occasionally ask me how The Really Mad Scientistsí Club got started. I thought it might be a good idea to write it down and share the story with you. It was back many years ago. It all started with a brain, or lack of one.
Doctor Eggula, who was living on this motherís farm in Wisconsin at the time, had wanted to create some life. The isolated farming community was the perfect place to work undisturbed. ďThe sweet corn is so fresh when itís in season and momís home cooking is the best.Ē As a frequent guest to dinner I can attest to his motherís splendid home cooking. Doctor E had built his secret laboratory down below the barn. The only way in was through the well protected barn.
His bio-chemical engineering was exceptional. He had his body all built but lacked a brain. He didnít want any old regular brain he wanted something a bit on the abnormal side. ďWhy be a mad scientist and do the conventional,Ē heíd always say. His regular sources, and there were less of them in those days, just had normal brains.
I was working at the farm in those days. Iím not big on science but Iím pretty good with a wrench. I tried to help with the brain search but I didnít have any luck with my suppliers either. There was a nice brain in Romania, ripped from the skull of a failed dictator, but it was old, in poor condition, and the price was too high.
I knew another mad scientist named Valdamir Fryingpanski. Valdamir had come to the USA from some Eastern block country to attend a science conference and never returned to his homeland. The cost of being a mad scientist is so much less in the west. We may be mad but we arenít crazy. When Valdimir heard about the experiment he decided to drop in and look things over. Doctor Eggula welcomed him with open arms.
Valdamir had a sister named Annushka, who knew a guy in Murmansk, who could get brains from the local insane asylum. That sounded like a perfect source but how to get the brain from there to here. This was in the days before speedy and reliable services like the UPS were available and commercial cargo carriers are a bit nosey.
Igorís sister knew a pilot who, for a modest sum, would make the delivery. He had a reputation for making deliveries to places without the notice of local customs. I meet Jock and his co-pilot Sean in Sheboygan and we proceeded to Europe for my first trip behind the Iron Curtain.
Turned out the guy in Murmansk wasnít a guy. Count Girgori Rostislav was a vampire who was also a scientist. He decided to join me on the return trip after hearing what the brain was to be used for. We didnít stay long enough to enjoy the port city. Our trade, brain for cash, was as uneventful as our flight back.
Jock was a bit surprised by Doctor Eggulaís defense system. Not everyone is ready for flying rocket launching bovines. We touched down on the Doctorís handy private airstrip.
Jock met Doctor Eggula, his wife Jasmine and their new son Eggington. It looks like the doctor has been tinkering with junior. Eggington would come to resent it. After their big fight in Panama in 1994 the two men would never speak again. Wanting to distance himself from his father Eggington changed his name. You may know him as Professor Eggplant, the International Criminal Mastermind.
It was a happier time then, everyone was happy to help out. The brain was transferred to the lab.
Notice the handy zipper, completely mad, wouldnít you say. With everyone working together the program was a success and our test subject re-animated. At first he was disorientated and confused, but soon enough he came to understand his situation, and soon after took to calling himself Ted. He says he remembers little of is old life. Doctor Eggula is sure thatís just because of the time lag in transferring the brain.
It was this project, and the assistance he had gotten from his fellow madís, that led Doctor E to forming The Really Mad Scientistsí Club. He wanted a club, it was more informal, and thatís probably what kept the group together that long.
Oh my....HAHAHAHAHA! What a great story! Vladimir Fryingpanski...HAHAHAHA, The set designs on these were great, and that cow...oh boy. So that is your sig fig. I can do the head, but alas, I do not have that shirt, I will either bricklink it or simply give you a different shirt next time! Thanks for being a good sport!
Nice story line. Great way to mix micro with real to do the bigger scenes in a short time.
I like it
September 6, 2009
Garth - nice job, but Dave took this to a whole new level. There is no way you could have seen it coming. I think he got you hands down. despite the flying cow (which is awesome), I have to give him my vote. Good luck with the other judges sir! ~dave
Tremendous! You know, I have copies of "The Mad Scientist's Club" and "The New Adventures of the Mad Scientist's Club" around here somewhere -- funny books, but nowhere near as funny as this. You need to watch out for those mad scientists, they're like zombies. They're always after your brain.
See, that's what I get for having Beatles fans as judges. If they were Elvis men like myself, you woulda won this cause you actually wrote a story AND tossed some smack at Eggplant in the process. Don't get me wrong, I LOVED Dave's post, but in my opinion, you shoulda won this round. Thanks for playing man and hey... I guess Eggy got his revenge in the end for last year hehehe. Awesome show Garth... AWESOME show. ~ Chris.
I think watching crazy B-movies often can alter the brain... sometime for the best ;-) The humour here is pretty unique ! Also you've found usage for some "impossible" parts like those "Life on mars" hoses, respect ! Very entertaining story, nice builds, another great "G.Danielson Production" :-)
Hahaha, this is very good. I like the switching between microscale and minifigscale outside the house. The lab is lovely (just where did you get that big hose from - oooer!) And that flying bovine defense system is awesome ;-)