And so a somewhat drained Mama still tries to love him the best she can while tolerating his colic, throwing on a VHS when she needs a break, a trick she learned from her own mom.

It just so happens that all of modern behavioral humanity, from the stone-age to the present, can fit into that 110 minute film from her childhood, a somewhat exploitative slapstick comedy about the virtues of recycling.

“The Gods Must Be Crazy”

really?

The science checks out.

this is why people turn to religion…and puppets

You’re saying there’s a difference?

shots fired

But perhaps we’ve dialed the HM 1300 too high. Let’s scale it down by a power of 2500 and see what patterns we can tease out of

one hundred thousand years to one

from the general to the specific?

Pretty sure this thing only works one way…didn’t read the instructions.