Sit down, I will tell you a story.
Once upon a time there was a clickmaker, not a clockmaker.
He knew about time, but was unconcerned.
He made the best click machines, but nobody wanted them.
The best clockmaker … everybody wanted his stuff.
The clickmaker went nowhere.
note: sometimes ideas go nowhere.
double note: sorry.
notes to myself #174
You don’t make sense a lot of the time.