Monday, April 16, 2018
Birthday Inventory
-Yet another, hey?
-I’m losing count.
-Speaking of count in your
no-account life…?
-Did I take inventory this year?
-Come up with negative total?
-Almost. Hafta recheck math.
-Get Boxxo! Our genius!
-Life is too short for Lecture-Demonstrations instead of
Hello, how are you?
Hello, how are you?
-Ah but you inspired him this year. He did his own inventory on his birthday!
-The result?
-Plural. And incomprehensible. Whole page of squiggles and wrinkles.
-Any spaces? They say that true wisdom
is in the spaces.
-Not one.
-I’m glad to be a dope that nobody understands either, rather than a genius who’s a total pain in the ass.
-Neither one of you can get a girl.
-Which speaks to the wisdom of women.
-Also their hilarity at abstraction.
-How’d they get so concrete?
-From seeing shit.
Labels: abstraction, genius, math, math genius