I think Snuka might have misunderstood something there – when the Professor told him he should make an effort to separate his colors, he was referring only to his dirty laundry, not to all of him. ._.
Or, well, that’s one possible explanation, at least. One other would be that it might have something to do with Professor Dr.’s experiment with his brainwaves – especially since that one seems to be going off the rails at high speed, anyway.
Luna 3 was the Soviet probe that took the first pictures of the far side of the moon. The far side of the moon isn’t actually any darker than the near side, so the Pink Floyd album was, technically, misnamed. Which certainly wouldn’t have happened to Queen, but that what a band gets when it fails to include an astrophysicist in its line-up.
By way of payback for that glaring oversight, the Professor never listened to the album, which is, obviously, why he hasn’t seen a simplified diagram of light dispersion since 1959, when he apparently saw one in some unclear connection to the Luna 3 photos.
Anyway, the take-away from today’s strip is: the Professor’s experiment is sizzling and crackling, but not in a good way, and Snuka is no longer feeling blue – he’s feeling red, green and blue now. Which is also not healthy, unless you’re a very patriotic Karelian.*
More on Thursday.
*Of which there are few, because it’s just too f***ing cold.