I spend a lot of time mentally choreographing elaborate fight scenes with strangers around me.
[[Man is in a post office wearing earphones. There are several other people, including an old man with a crutch and an old woman with a long narrow box]]
Man's thoughts: Okay - if that old man pulls a crossbow,
Man's thoughts: I'll throw the postal scale at him and dive backward behind the stamps machine.
Man's thoughts: But what if the lady by the door has a katana in that box?
Man's thoughts: Better set my iPod to the "Kill Bill" fight theme, just in case.
{{alt text: That track ('Battle Without Honor or Humanity') -- like 'Ride of the Valkyries' -- improves *any* activity.}}
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We did not invent the algorithm. The algorithm consistently finds Jesus. The algorithm killed Jeeves. The algorithm is banned in China. The algorithm is from Jersey. The algorithm constantly finds Jesus. This is not the algorithm. This is close.