Two Does Do and a Doe Does Too.

Some things in life just don't make sense. Like the fact that probability doesn't work. You really realize that your own speculations can often be more accurate than mathematically calculated numbers when you flip enough pennies. Luck is better than math, and figuring things out for yourself is better than believing everything you're told. I still have no way to verify the existence of Australia, there are many more colors than you've seen, and gravity doesn't work how you think it does. But if you're content, just ignore this post.

Mark This Day

Today, after reweighing countless batens and excavating the grid and refocusing the beam and repatching the light board, I finally hit the moment where I begin to get paid for my technical efforts. I could basically buy two milkshakes for every hour that I work from now on. That's a happy thing. No, it's more than happy, it's euphoric. There really is nothing quite like a milkshake. A milkshake must be magic, because mathematically it doesn't make sense! Here, I'll prove it.

Milk = great
Ice Cream = fantastic
Fruit = incredible!

Milkshake = Pure bliss X 10^489 X Exceptional X True Love X Perfection.