Yo brother, let me lay some cosmic contemplation on you that's been expanding my mind like a supernova, dude. You know how people are always saying "You're late, brother!" But check this out - if time is like this infinite cosmic river, and we're all just floating in it like little cosmic jellyfish, can you really be late to anything? …Think about it, brother! Like, when I showed up 45 minutes after my dentist appointment, I wasn't actually "late" - I was exactly where the universe needed me to be at that precise moment in the space-time continuum. And my dentist was exactly where she needed to be too... telling me I needed to reschedule and pay a cancellation fee. And dig this, brother - every time zone is experiencing a different "now" anyway! So when I missed Wrestlemania because I was in my basement watching lava lamps and contemplating why pizza is round but comes in a square box, maybe I was actually early in some other dimension! *flexes muscles while staring intensely at a wall clock* The cosmic truth is, brother - clocks are just like, metal circles with numbers that we all agreed to follow. That's pretty wild when you really think about it... which I do... for hours on end. WHATCHA GONNA DO WHEN SPACE BROTHER SUPREME'S PHILOSOPHICAL MUSINGS RUN WILD ON YOU, BROTHER?!