As an 80s kid, hitting 40 was the best thing that ever happened to me. Shit that used to matter suddenly doesn’t, like you flipped a lightswitch. You get new superpowers, and they’re all bitchy. I recommend it to everyone.

I’m not going to lie, that sounds really good. I’m sorry about your job, but your dinner sounds amazing.

I actually like the barn as a unit of measure.

I am forever haunted by the decision decades ago to refer to two of the quarks as Top and Bottom. Maybe it was cute at the time. It did not age well.