"17 times a week! That's more than anyone

"17 times a week! That's more than anyone can stand" The small puppet turned its head and looked longingly at the strings. " But maybe...."

the pause was deafening. "Maybe if I had a helper. A little friend that could lend a hand then maybe I could do it 17 times a week." The puppet strings seemed less forbidding now

that my hands had quadrupled in size. I had massive sasquatch hands thanks to Dr. Strange's spell. Now I could puppeteer for weeks on end and not break a sweat, which allowed

me to be a famous puppeteer. But one day as I was waking up, my hands returned to their normal size! How could i ever do all the shows I said I was going to do? So I

stopped being a stupid puppeteer, umad?

i c u p

but why

not? I pondered all the possibilities. That's it. I am quitting my job and pulling up stakes and moving to Brazil to become a coffee farmer. Waiting for the bus, I discovered

But all the samba,beach parties & Cachaca couldn't replace the exhilaration of high energy physics.I resumed the hunt for the Higgs boson.Maybe Mr. Feynman wasn't joking after all.