“People don’t realize how dangerous it is to ask how I’m doing. The other day I was on mushrooms editing a biomed science paper on titanium bone implants. Right now, my brain is approximately like a seven-thousand year old cat having an uproarious conversation with the entire history of octopusses about n-dimensional physics in bubble universes, and they’re inventing elaborate japes about the blind ignorance of human science. That’s how I am. And that’s just the sample I can get away with talking about without being institutionalized.”

— Bobby Yingo at the Compass