"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

a wifi hotspot and started to look into things, excited by the prospects of my new life. Samba? Carnaval? Cachaca? All enticing and intoxicating. If it's good enough for Feynmann!

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.