This afternoon I felt as though I was trying to fit a basketball sized chunk of information through a keyhole into my brain.
Somewhat akin to Apollo 13, using the parts 'lying around' on the spaceship to plug a round hole with a square canister... I look around surveying the available supplies.
Stapler, chap stick, paper and assorted writing implements... Hmmmm nothing is jumping out at me in a combination that says frontal lobotomy.
While you can't say that something is impossible until you've tried it... I have my doubts.
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