Week 42 (3), Day 2
Alice B. Toklas sits atop the writhing, seething mass of all us money-grubbing capitalists, with Mr. Goober Peas right on his coat tails.
But what's this? Shooting across the grid like a Perseid meteor on a moonless, cloudless night, hundreds of miles from the city lights! ... Faster than a speeding bullet point on an S&P report! More powerful than a loco motive! Able to leap tall, building Elliott Waves in a single bound! But strangely unable to put out those flames shooting from his brain! ... Look! ... Up in the sky! ... It's a wave! ... It's a particle! ... It's neither! ... It's a wave-particle duality, exhibiting characteristics of both! It's The Photon! And he's taking no prisoners!
Alice B. Toklas sits atop the writhing, seething mass of all us money-grubbing capitalists, with Mr. Goober Peas right on his coat tails.
But what's this? Shooting across the grid like a Perseid meteor on a moonless, cloudless night, hundreds of miles from the city lights! ... Faster than a speeding bullet point on an S&P report! More powerful than a loco motive! Able to leap tall, building Elliott Waves in a single bound! But strangely unable to put out those flames shooting from his brain! ... Look! ... Up in the sky! ... It's a wave! ... It's a particle! ... It's neither! ... It's a wave-particle duality, exhibiting characteristics of both! It's The Photon! And he's taking no prisoners!
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