Well. there's Einstein and there's me. Sometimes wonder how we could share the same planet, never mind species. They've just discovered he was right again about dark matter speeding up the universe. Wish I could say I told them so.
How come my spongey stuff is so inferior to his? Not that it's that bad, there are brighter cups of tea than some folk around here, but you see the dilemma. How does one person turn out a genius and another bog-standard, given the same basic building blocks, as it were.
Suppose it's like a Doberman and a Dachshund. Same sort, different cut of the jib. Did Einstein cook a mean roast dinner? Could he hold a tune? He married his cousin - does that make him a bit iffy somehow? Nuts and bolts of it - was he crap in bed? You've absolutely got to hope so, haven't you?
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