Friday, May 23, 2003
* * * WISH FOR MY BOOK! (Nukees:d/dx), not selling at Plan 9! * * *
Copyright © 2003 Darren Bleuel
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Gav: Okay! Time to go!!
Suzy Gee: Oh, settle! What else were you going to do tonight? Work on your thesis?
Gav: Hey, it took me a long time to remember my research topic!
Suzy: Face it, Gav. You're NEVER getting your Ph.D.
Gav: That's not true! One day it'll happen... I see it clearly! Everyone will be there: Robodanny, Luca-in-exile, our illegitimate children, my girl: Egyptian goddess of truth, Dr. Linus... What a grand fine day it will be to file documents!
[[We see into Gav's imagination, where future Gav is indeed trying to file a half-meter stack of documents. He's asking the clerk, "What do you mean, 'wrong kind of paper'?"]]
Suzy: What, no ceremo-- Wait... ChildREN?
Gav: And then the brain transplant into my vat-grown four-year-old clone to do it all RIGHT next time!