Legitimately. No, really. Man, I don’t know. We’ve got all this bullshit going on with, like, nuclear fusion. And maybe we have room temperature superconductors? Man. I really do not know. This species seems absolutely doomed while duly inflecting some genuine charm as well. It’s just stupid, really.

I am not the smartest person in the room. I know this. I absolutely never feel like the smartest person in the room, and in all honesty I feel like I would be a good bar for the low end of acceptable stupidity. Seriously. I’m one dumb high motherfucker more often than not. But I do love to solve a good problem. That shit is endlessly amusing to me. Same with understanding things. Knowing things. I love math, not because I’m even remotely good at it, but because I have an incredible amount of respect for it as the universal language of understanding the universe. The places that it shows up are just mind-blowing. The ways in which it manifests from what you think might be totally unrelated concepts end up taking pure maths and turning them into applied maths. It’s incredible when that happens. I love to see it. I wish we understood more. I wish I understood more. It’s awesome.