It’ll be lighter fare this week, as I am working rather long hours and will be traveling on Thursday evening. For the moment, two pointed little jokes:
The head of the physics department was in the university president’s office defending his proposed budget.
“I don’t know what it is with you physicists,” said the president. “You always seem to need so much expensive equipment. Why can’t you be more like the math department? All they ever ask for is paper, pencils, and erasers.”
“Well, you see…” began the physicist.
“In fact,” interrupted the president, “the philosophy department’s even better. They never even ask for erasers.”
Little Tommy was busy at the kitchen table while his mother prepared dinner.
“What are you doing, Tommy?” she asked.
“I’m drawing a picture of God.”
“But, sweetheart, nobody knows what God looks like!”
“They will when I’m done!”