Math problem = My brain   in blender mode


I don’t know about you, but sometimes (okay, a

lot), as soon as I read a math problem, I hear a

little voice in my head:

"Dude… Matew, you’re toast. Retoast. No way

you’re solving this."

And that voice is usually right.

My head goes into blender mode: everything spins

like crazy—no off switch.