Two stories Relating to Body Parts Being Made Into Something Greater Than Their Sum

 Recently, I learned interesting things about a couple of friends.

A friend of around 40 years is in the final stages of making guitar picks out of his own skull. He just needs to dip them in resin. The backstory is that a few years ago he had a massive stroke which necessitated the removal of part of his skull. Said part was replaced by bionic parts (or, a 3D printed replacement, if you want the boring version) and he got to keep the original bits. Part of me wants one, but I'd feel awkward asking. 

A newer friend revealed this weekend that he's literally Dr. Frankenstein. Sure, his last name is actually Frank, but his family name used to be Frankenstein until his first ancestor to emigrate to the U.S. was warned that he should change his surname due to its association with the titular character in Mary Shelley's novel, not to mention the fact that politicians at the time were using the name to insult their opponents. And yes, my friend has a PhD, so he's a doctor, just not one of medicine.