Hellooo, Stereotypes, meet my Kill-o-bot.

Yet again I am reminded that we, as Mad Scientists, are a misunderstood and stereotyped group of people.  Sure, I love a good plan to destroy the moon, or cut off all lutefisk shipments to Iceland, just to annoy them, but there are many of us that are 'mad' only because we think differently than the average bear/plebe/peon...I have just been informed that 'no one uses the term peon anymore'...anyways, you get the idea.  I know of a scientist whose only goal in research is identify and purify the pheromone to cause Monarch butterflies to group and mate, so he can strip naked, cover himself in the chemical, and be the butterfly king of the mexican mountain wintering grounds of the butterflies.  A bit creepy, but fairly harmless until you think about being covered with an orgy of butterflies on your bare skin.  Some collect stamps, some create glow-in-the-dark beer, and some make sonic rayguns to make butter inside of the cow.  Completely normal, we just don't like the box definition.

[Edit]  Um, boy, this is...so embarrassing.  After all that soapboxing, I have to amend my statement--some of us just accidentally cause  death, chaos, and species extinction (No comment on the last one).  I am REALLY glad I tested my glow-in-the-dark beer on a mouse model, because I apparently tweaked the structure a little too much and turned a completely harmless beta-barrel protein into a large pore-forming toxin which doubles as a random immune system activator.  So, um...the mouse died disturbingly quickly of hemorrhaging and a cytokine storm, making the mouse look like it was messily turned inside out.  Guess I need to tweak the recipe again, but I don't think it invalidates my above argument one bit.