It’s the Physics Department Christmas “party”. Dr Smith can’t stand such things so he has a couple of sips of the ghastly warm white wine and makes his apologies and leaves.
Driving home He sees the blue lights in the mirror and pulls over. It’s a routine Yuletide stop. Smith hasn’t been speeding and is clearly totally sober so the frustrated coppers, for something to do, decide to search the car. One pops the boot open and says, “Sir, did you know you have a dead cat in here?”. Smith, somewhat annoyed, shouts back over the traffic, “Well, I do now!”
Today, or yesterday (it’s a delayed choice joke, OK) is/was Erwin Schrödinger’s birthday. There was even a Google Doodle.
I’ve really not known what to say of late about much of anything.
An irreducibly stochastically birthday Erwin!
Wherever you may/may not be.