For Whom the Chicken Heart Beats (Lisa-Bonet-as-Voodoo-Scientist Remix)

Inkjet printers, re-nozzle-fied to allow them to exude tiny clumps of cells (you sushi enthusiasts have already been all over this story, except doesn't the Reverend Moon own all the sushi now?) are now (again / still) the forefront of tissue-engineering technology. This time, though, the cells appear to act just as they would if they were in a complete organ, slime-mold style.

"After 19 hours or so, the whole structure starts to beat in a synchronous manner," said Bonet the scientist, failing to add, "which ruins our plans for an inkjet dance-floor cross-marketing scheme. The candy ravers are a little too Plurist for this kind of music source."



Anonymous SignBear said...

So, like can I get a new bottom of my foot?

4:26 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

now if only there were an inkjet that would clone Andrew so I could have my own personal one.

4:27 PM  
Blogger transuranic said...

Only if the bottom of your foot fits in the printer. I mean, your ass fits on the copy machine, so maybe it'll work... ;)

4:36 PM  
Blogger transuranic said...

an inkjet to clone ME? Does this mean I'd get twice the work done, or twice the procrastination done?

4:37 PM  

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