Sexing the Mice

I met Hans the next day at Room 201 on the second floor of the Annexation Building. Charlie Deckard, the mouse sexer, was with him. We entered the room. The mice were already there, in cages on a couple of carts. “Alright, let’s do this” said Charlie. “Hans and Justin, just feed me the cages.Continue reading “Sexing the Mice”

dirty bomb research

Shortly after my arrest, I told several people of the event. I felt I should tell the scouting people, Angeleno for instance, my boss, obviously, Dr. Tim Zieglerson, my son’s hockey coach, and also Hans Koblenz. Hans and I got along well at work, and we were working closely together on a national Dirty BombContinue reading “dirty bomb research”

Death Rays Redux

“Good News!” I said to Dr. Tim Zieglerson, PhD, CHP the next day as I walked into his office. “My felony charge was reduced to a misdemeanor. Does that mean I can get my security clearance back?” “No, no, no,” he said, not looking up from his computer “not yet. Let’s let this go onContinue reading “Death Rays Redux”