This is me on a mine dump outside of Aurora, MN, obviously contemplating Quantum Theory, Grand Unified Theory, the chances that the word prematurely came from Pretty-much-early, and, oddly enough, “schrodingers cat” because I can see my house from up here, the cat is home, and I don’t know if cats will eat rat poison. Guess I won’t know until I open the door. Poor kitty…maybe.
