Just thinking about a funny story from 1970. It was an early saturday afternoon in 1970 or 1971-I was mid point into a 3rd year fruit fly genetic experiment. Time to sedate a new crop of flies to pick out the various physical differences. (for those that do this stuff you get the drift.) They used to leave the labs open in those days so that you get get at your experiments without having to have a custodian on duty. My friend and I decided to drop some acid. I figured I had time to do that phase of the experiment before the stuff really kicked in. Apparently not-I never did figure out what happened other than to realize at some point I had taken off the top of the jar without dropping in the sedating material. Would have been a site-two long hairs, trying to capture flying fruit flies as the all gravitated to the open window, making their escape. On the following course day, I told the prof and I ended up doing it again. No harm no foul.
