I Am Homer Simpson, Apparently
The other day I was having a long think about donuts, and how my perception of donuts - or doughnuts, if you'd prefer - has changed as I've gotten older. I considered posting my many, interesting, charming and witty thoughts here but never got around to it.
(As an aside, aren't all your "mental" posts that way? Really fabulous? Mine are, until I try to get them down in words.)
Anyway, I'm reading A Madman Dreams of Turing Machines about Kurt Godel and Alan Turing, both geniuses.
Then it strikes me: these men were thinking of answers to great philosophical and mathematical questions...and I'm thinking of donuts. That didn't make me feel very intelligent.
Still, mmmm donuts.
(As an aside, aren't all your "mental" posts that way? Really fabulous? Mine are, until I try to get them down in words.)
Anyway, I'm reading A Madman Dreams of Turing Machines about Kurt Godel and Alan Turing, both geniuses.
Then it strikes me: these men were thinking of answers to great philosophical and mathematical questions...and I'm thinking of donuts. That didn't make me feel very intelligent.
Still, mmmm donuts.