
Sheldon: Mom, what are you doing here?
Mary: Leonard called me.
Sheldon: I know, but why?
Leonard: Because one of the great minds of the twenty-first century is raising glow-in-the-dark fish and weaving serapes.

Sheldon: Mom, what are you doing here?
Mary: Leonard called me.
Sheldon: I know, but why?
Leonard: Because one of the great minds of the twenty-first century is raising glow-in-the-dark fish and weaving serapes.

That is my spot. In an ever-changing world, it is a single point of consistency. If my life were expressed as a function on a four-dimensional Cartesian coordinate system, that spot, at the moment I first sat on it, would be (0,0,0,0).
Leonard: Thank you! Are there any questions?
Sheldon: Yeah. What the hell was that?
The entire institution of gift-giving makes no sense. Let’s say I go out and I spend $50 on you. It’s a laborious activity because I have to imagine what you need, whereas you know what you need. Now, I could simplify things… just give you the $50 directly, and then you could give me $50 on my birthday, and so on, until one of us dies, leaving the other one old and $50 richer. And I ask you, is it worth it?
Coffee’s out of the question. When I moved to
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