Lawyers Are Predators In Grey Worsted

It Was Irritating To Have One's Physical Shortcomings Pointed Out Quite So Plainly Twice In One Evening, Once By A Beautiful Girl And Once By A Dying Badger.

I Don't Read The Sunday Papers; Or The Dailies, Either

New Technology Is Useful, But It's Inefficient And Ugly; It Knows It'll Be Obsolete By Lunchtime Tomorrow, So It Has No Incentive To Be Anything Else

Mostly I Sit At Home In The Evenings Watching The Box And Hoping That One Day I'll Evolve Into Plankton.

After All, What Else Is Scientific Enquiry Of Any Sort Other Than A Controlled Version Of Banging One's Head Against The Universe Until Something Gives?