David Sanborn on Ween's Your Party.

The keyboard outro to King of the World.

The bagpipes in Under the Milky Way by The Church.

My immediate gut feeling is that everyone's answers should involve John Coltrane or Ravi Shankar.

The experience of reading this headline gave me a warm, adult-ish feeling.

By interesting coincidence, the glow of those burning texts illuminated the path to the silver deposits of San Luis Potosi, enriching the coffers of Carlos V, King of Spain and Holy Roman Emperor, leading to the thriving imperium that persists to this day.

If only there were a song to guide us through these conundrums.

I trust we agree with Sam that burning books is "rarely" good.

"I just renamed your firm Merrill Lynch and the Flatheads! I crush you! Crush you!"

Add four to get Dexter.

"Comics are sexist." No doubt.

Fun Alternative Fact.

I'm not saying this is foolproof, but for the right person, the theatrical experience makes for a great date movie.

Years ago, I watched the movie, and thereby came to know this.

"Despacito, why don't you come to your senses,
You've been out riding fencitos for so long now…"

This reminds me, in spirit, of the American kook Alfred Lawson, who invented his own religion, Lawsonomy, with its own "physics", insanely overdeveloped and not the least bit coherent. (Apparently, the universe is held together by the Pressure-Suction Principle, not gravity.)

To support your assertion, the excellent sci-fi novel The Hollow Earth, by Rudy Rucker, who is a legitimate mathematician.

What if they had a war, and no one came…because it was geometrically impossible?

But…with what, exactly?

Well, you're not the only one here who ought to know better.