When I arrive at The Pearly Gates, I will still be troubled by the one thing in life I never really understood. I mean the second Theory of Relativity. My nightmare is that St. Peter is not on duty the day I die and I seek entry. He will have, I hope, passed on the usual questions....
...all of which I have sure-fire prepared answers, to one of his locum guardians. Hope itβs not Albert Einstein.