Picture It and Write from ermiliablog@wordpress
Write a paragraph of fiction or a poem to accompany the image.
The picture prompt for this week is below:
Watson and Crick Go DNA
What the hell are those things? Amoebas?
Crick! That’s why you’re a frickin’ graduate student.
And Watson, just because you are a postdoctoral fellow, you think you’re better? By the way, what the hell is a post doctoral fellow, anyway?
Mind your own business, Crick. How often do you find a British University like Cambridge employing an American? So you can just kiss my molecular structure.
Make that D N doubleA. Dumb Nutty American Ass. And why are we using wires to string these little pieces of amoebas or whatever the hell they are together?
How many times do I have to tell you! Erwin Chargaff found that adenine and thymine were approximately equal to amounts of guanine and cytosine? That’s why I’m the fellow and you’re just a grunt graduate student.
But isn’t Chargaff an artist? And have you considered that thymine and guanine could adopt a slightly different chemical shape?
That was Chagall you’re referring to, you shmick. But wait, you’re on to something here. Let’s make two base pairs and then I think we’ve got it.
Watson, I hate pears! And do I have to string these all over again? And isn’t it, “By Gorge, we’ve got it.” And…
Crick! Shut up and keep stringing, or you’ll never graduate!
Randy Mazie
The Writer's Village 
Watson, come here. Don’t you understand that bell. I’ve a crick in my back and can’t phantom this structure. Move that helium tank while I work on the fix. Wait, helium, fix, helium fix. Helix. Watson, you’re a genius.
Bill, Watson has just called me to offer you a research assistant’s job at Cambridge, dear boy.
It’s very elementary, said Watson but may be to your helium needs. Sherlock likes it among other gaseous substances.
Oh my goodness, that was an offer from the wrong Watson, wasn’t it? Pip, pip. Sorry, dear Bill.
It is a far far better thing I do, than I have ever done — no wait… where in the dickens did that come from!
I thought that was a quote from Helix Unger of the Odd Couple.
🙂
man, we are literary all over the place!
A great read… I didn’t understand one word (well, maybe one) but heck, it sure was good… um I think it was good…!
Yeah; I’ve got a smile on my face; it must have been good…! 😉
Funny thing about not understanding one word… do you know which one it was?
Because I didn’t understand one word myself,
and now that I think about it, I can’t remember which one it was either.
Very cleaver!
that’s me – cleaver! Ha.
Leave it to Cleaver.
Awesome! Amoebas was totally the first thing that crossed my mind! I’m staying away from the puns. This post is already in danger of spontaneous combustion. The important thing is you didn’t use mine. 🙂
This is pretty intellectual stuff, Randy. Is this off the top of your head, or did you Google around and assimilate? Either way, I’m impressed!
Okay I’ll type it, but if your blog goes all incendiary on me when I click post…
I do think poor Crick needs help coping with pear pressure.
how would my blog go all incendiary on you?
You’re some hot stuff to begin with.
And if Crick needs help with pear pressure, then he should have gone to the House of Pears for help.
Hehe! I’ve been told more than once I’m going to Hell for my puns. I assume I won’t be alone.
I’m holding the door open… though I hope you go the other way
I like the comparison to amoebas. While some of it went over my head (I don’t speak science), I loved “so you can just kiss my molecular structure.” It made me lol 😉