It's been a rough week
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Pirate modeLong trips to the west coast, tons of grading, a seminar at St. John's yesterday evening…this has been a high-stress week out here at Chez Pharyngula. After I got home late last night, I unwound by pouring a glass of wine and handing the kids some sharp knives and telling them to go at it for my entertainment. The result:
I think the one on the right is supposed to be a portrait of me. Our cat, Midnight, had to get in the act, too, and show off his talent:
I thought about putting a third picture here of my red, glowing eyes, but decided against it. Too horrible. I think I'll be knocking off work early today to try and get some rest before the weekend onslaught (SOFA tonight, guitar concert Saturday, biology club party at my house on Sunday—who says rural living is quiet?)
I realize this is a massive hijack, but I'm dying of curiosity about something and you might be able to answer.
I was slogging through Quicksilver -- again -- and got to the "drinking a giant glass of mercury" bit, and I've got to know: How the hell does your body handle that?
I mean, it's liquid yeah, but it's heavy and hugely toxic. It's not like the human guts are designed to deal with mercury. How does that stuff actually get handled? How does the body get rid of it? And how much damage does it do? (I realize it's toxic, yes...)