The other day someone who knows me asked me how things were going, I gave my usual reply: “Weird. Really weird.”

“But you always say that,” said the one I was conversing with.

“I know,” I said. “So I guess, what I really mean is totally normal. Because now that it’s always really weird, that can’t really be weird, can it?”

Another friend was saying that he didn’t have time to engage because he was busy procrastinating at work due to extreme pain and disorientation. I replied:

“No problem, man, because now that everything’s a problem there isn’t really any use in calling one out.”