I’m a big fish in a small pond, which leaves me so little to look forward to.
Every day it’s the same old grind. Yell at the wife. Get chased by the Crocodile. Chase the Baby. Avoid the Constable. Watch Judy whack anyone who displeases her. If I’m lucky, apply my slapstick to some lout.
But all in all, it is a dull life confined to the tiny stage.
No chance to exercise my art. I want to write. To publish. To be famous for something aside from slapstick and professed clumsiness.
Alas.
My lot in life is always be a puppet for the Professor.
The Creativity Oracle 