I Thought I Was Raptured Up Into

I Wanted To Get From 4th Street To 8th... Then I Remembered Einstein Postulating That Parallel Lines Eventually Meet. They're Dredging My Car From Lake Michigan As We Speak.

Interviewers Always Used To Ask Me About My Pageboy Haircut, And It Drove Me Nuts: It Almost Made Me Suspect That There Was Something Strange About It. So I Cut Off My Pageboy.

When I Was A Kid, My Nickname Was Mr. Baseball. Because Of The Stitches.

When Deciding Between Two Competing Theories, Always Go With The One That Doesn't Involve A Magic Spell.

Computers Aren't Intelligent, They Only Think They Are.