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Ward on the Street: Nerd nirvana
I’m creeped out, but I love it.
ZZalgern0n, creator and writer of "The Secret World of Human Science," has just asked the head embalmer at the Hollywood Forever Cemetery, “If you could embalm one person in the entire world, who would it be?” The real-life mortician quips, “Well, John McCain, because he looks half-dead anyway.”
Of all the conversations to be privy to, a Q&A between a science geek and an undertaker is about as macabre as it gets. In oversize Where’s Waldo? glasses, ZZalgern0n—whose real name I have yet to discover, despite tenacious Googling—next broaches the topic of decapitation. It proves to be a night of extremely atypical theater. The stage is dressed with antique medical instruments and flanked by two lecterns: Ron Lynch (who also directs) assumes the role of erudite professor, while foil Dave Johnson makes lewd sexual gestures to keep the mood light. I am both cringing and crying with laughter.
This tumble of scientific trivia has been at the Steve Allen Theater for months, but we just heard it’s moving to the Comedy Central Stage for a free show October 7. Expect to leave with these topics rattling around in your brain: narcoleptic poodles, the genetic factors involved in loving armpit sweat, ticklish rats, why we like cute things, the sooty lungs of city dwellers, death and…wait. Hold on. Oh, yes—how we forget 80 percent of what we learn.
Nerdtastically yours,
- Alie Ward
Miss Alie Ward
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