Mom: Direction has very little to do with anything—unless you want to get somewhere, I guess.
Mom: You have always reinvented yourself.
Me: I can't experiment on anyone else, so...
Mom: Well, I never get bored of who you are!
Mom: Whether it's a plant or a weed depends on who's lookin' at it.
Mom: What is A New Kind of Science? ::points at Wolfram's book on the dining room table::
Val: Erm, a study of the origins of complexity.
Mom: Complexity?
Val: You know, how complexity can arise from simplicity.
Mom: Well, heck, I do that all the time.
Mom: Can you tell by looking at my laptop if all the whatchacallits are in order?
Mom: Robot full of ghost turds
Me: wut
Mom: Robot full of ghost turds! ::walks away::
Me: ...
Me: Oh, automated kitchen trashcan contains packing material
Mom: The best way to enjoy this is not do it very often.
By Val Delane
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