Don’t talk to me about multiple universes I have enough trouble keeping this one running.


If they’re old enough to go to school they’re old enough to hitchhike there.


Sure, make fun of my cargo shorts but sooner or later you’re going to need a martini shaker or a map of 11th century France.


“I need a synonym for equivalence.”


“Yes a synonym.”

“Synonym is the word.”

“It is and I need one for equivalence.”

“It’s synonym.”

“I think that’s how I’m pronouncing it.”


“Whatever, now will you give me one for equivalence.”


I’ve got all my ducks in a row but these chickens have no concept of symmetry.