I was a confused kid. Growing up I had a lot of questions and not many answers.
- Is there a god?
- Why are we here?
- If space-time isn't infinite, how and why does it stop?
- Why is a grandstand called a grandstand when you sit down?
- How do they make seedless grapes?
5 very profound questions. 0 answers.
Luckily, the other day I found out the answer to one of them. According to
a complete stranger I met on a mailing list about clubs they spray the grape
plants with a special enzyme which does something to them to stop the production
My life is now 20% complete.
And now thanks to eponymous, I find even that was a lie. Damn.