Rollin' Rollin' Rollin', Keep Them Geniuses Rollin'

So the other night I was lying in bed thinking of Stephen Hawking. Not like that ya perv. I haven't suddenly developed a homosexual wheelchair fetish. I was watching one of the Futurama DVD box sets for the umpteenth time, and there's an episode where Professor Hawking is a member of Al Gore's "Vice Presidential Action Rangers", who's job it is to protect the space-time continuum (and cast they tie breaking vote in the Senate). Anyway, I was impressed yet again with the fact that Hawking would appear on Futurama (he also guest starred in an episode of The Simpsons, could he be any cooler?), especially in such a self-effacing role.

I know I generally only post here when I'm pissed about something or someone, but thought it might be nice for once to write something positive. Here you have a man who is considered to be one of the smartest people... you know... ever... yet takes the time to appear in tongue-in-cheek roles on animated t.v. shows. This is a man who wrote a book to explain things like time and the nature of the freaking universe to us lowly monkeys, who spends his time on the daunting task of trying to unravel the nature of existence, yet even with such heady pursuits and having a terrible disability, he still has an incredbile sense of humor. Not only about the world, but about himself in particular. In this day and age, heroes are pretty damn few and far between, but I can say in all honesty that Stephen Hawking deserves that title more than most. Get down with your badass wheelchair ridden self, Professor. And thank you.