The Diary of The Deranged Writer

I have been struggling with terminal Steinermania for several months now, and it’s getting more ridiculous because my mind has created dreams that involve “Big Poppa Pump” Scott Steiner. And because today is the birthday of the greatest mathematician in the multiverse and the greatest physical phenonemon, here is one of those absurd dreams.

(Yes. Phenonemon. Don’t argue with the spelling. That’s how he says it.)