The Big Bounce: One Small Ball, One Giant Problem

The Big Bounce by Walter Tevis - Seeing it in action, anybody would quaver in alarm: What hath Farnsworth overwrought?

Let me show you something,” Farnsworth said. He set his near-empty drink-a Bacardi martini-on the mantel and waddled out of the room toward the basement.

I sat in my big leather chair, feeling very peaceful with the world, watching the fire. Whatever Farnsworth would have to show to-night would be far more entertaining than watching T.V.-my custom on other evenings. Farnsworth, with his four labs in the house and his very tricky mind, never failed to provide my best night of the week.

When he returned, after a moment, he had with him a small box, about three inches square. He held this carefully in one hand and stood by the fireplace dramatically-or as dramatically as a very small, very fat man with pink cheeks can stand by a fireplace of the sort that seems to demand a big man with tweeds, pipe and, perhaps, a saber wound.

Anyway, he held the box dramatically and he said, “Last week, I was playing around in the chem lab, trying to make a new kind of rubber eraser. Did quite well with the other drafting equipment, you know, especially the dimensional curve and the photosensitive ink. Well, I approached the job by trying for a material that would absorb graphite without abrading paper.”

I was a little disappointed with this; it sounded pretty tame. But I said, “How did it come out?”

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The Big Bounce: One Small Ball, One Giant Problem

The Big Bounce by Walter Tevis - Seeing it in action, anybody would quaver in alarm: What hath Farnsworth overwrought?

Let me show you something,” Farnsworth said. He set his near-empty drink-a Bacardi martini-on the mantel and waddled out of the room toward the basement.

I sat in my big leather chair, feeling very peaceful with the world, watching the fire. Whatever Farnsworth would have to show to-night would be far more entertaining than watching T.V.-my custom on other evenings. Farnsworth, with his four labs in the house and his very tricky mind, never failed to provide my best night of the week.

When he returned, after a moment, he had with him a small box, about three inches square. He held this carefully in one hand and stood by the fireplace dramatically-or as dramatically as a very small, very fat man with pink cheeks can stand by a fireplace of the sort that seems to demand a big man with tweeds, pipe and, perhaps, a saber wound.

Anyway, he held the box dramatically and he said, “Last week, I was playing around in the chem lab, trying to make a new kind of rubber eraser. Did quite well with the other drafting equipment, you know, especially the dimensional curve and the photosensitive ink. Well, I approached the job by trying for a material that would absorb graphite without abrading paper.”

I was a little disappointed with this; it sounded pretty tame. But I said, “How did it come out?”

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The Big Bounce: One Small Ball, One Giant Problem

The Big Bounce: One Small Ball, One Giant Problem

by Walter Tevis

Narrated by Scott Miller

Unabridged — 25 minutes

The Big Bounce: One Small Ball, One Giant Problem

The Big Bounce: One Small Ball, One Giant Problem

by Walter Tevis

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The Big Bounce by Walter Tevis - Seeing it in action, anybody would quaver in alarm: What hath Farnsworth overwrought?

Let me show you something,” Farnsworth said. He set his near-empty drink-a Bacardi martini-on the mantel and waddled out of the room toward the basement.

I sat in my big leather chair, feeling very peaceful with the world, watching the fire. Whatever Farnsworth would have to show to-night would be far more entertaining than watching T.V.-my custom on other evenings. Farnsworth, with his four labs in the house and his very tricky mind, never failed to provide my best night of the week.

When he returned, after a moment, he had with him a small box, about three inches square. He held this carefully in one hand and stood by the fireplace dramatically-or as dramatically as a very small, very fat man with pink cheeks can stand by a fireplace of the sort that seems to demand a big man with tweeds, pipe and, perhaps, a saber wound.

Anyway, he held the box dramatically and he said, “Last week, I was playing around in the chem lab, trying to make a new kind of rubber eraser. Did quite well with the other drafting equipment, you know, especially the dimensional curve and the photosensitive ink. Well, I approached the job by trying for a material that would absorb graphite without abrading paper.”

I was a little disappointed with this; it sounded pretty tame. But I said, “How did it come out?”


Product Details

BN ID: 2940195480400
Publisher: Scott Miller
Publication date: 07/07/2025
Series: Lost Sci-Fi , #444
Edition description: Unabridged
Age Range: 10 - 13 Years
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