Traveling in a fried-out combie, on a hippie trail, head full of zombie, I found a new quantum blog: we don’t need no “sticking” room 408, it made me nervous, but it linked to me which is sort of like breakfast.
O brave new quantum world!
O brave new quantum world!
Traveling in a fried-out combie, on a hippie trail, head full of zombie, I found a new quantum blog: we don’t need no “sticking” room 408, it made me nervous, but it linked to me which is sort of like breakfast.
I always wondered what the lyrics were to that song.
The lyrics to that song are printed on the insert to the CD. Here’s hoping the new quantum blogger is more popular than me. I can’t even get my students to comment.