“Dr. Temperance ‘Bones’ Brennan: [Booth is standing at a lab table, staring] Booth?
Special Agent Seeley Booth: Hey Bones, I’m thinking here.
Dr. Temperance ‘Bones’ Brennan: Thinking about what, exactly?
Dr. Camille Saroyan: Well, it’s a pickle. The platform’s a crime scene, but we need to access it to investigate the crime.
Angela Montenegro: A “cake and eat it too” situation.
Dr. Zack Addy: Is it a cake or a pickle?
Dr. Jack Hodgins: It’s Schrödinger’s Cat.
Dr. Zack Addy: THAT I understand. Cakes and pickles meant nothing to me.”—Bones
You can feel it at their shows. You can see it in their fans. You are practically kicked in the teeth by the inevitability online. I’ve seen a lot of bands at this spot in their careers take the ‘write a crisp mid-tempo album and go straight for the radio’ route,…
“Well, the highway won. I’m listening to traffic reports one-on-one, coming quietly undone. I was born to run away from anything good… The first thing that I do when I walk in is find a way out for when shit gets bad.”—The Wonder Years, “Passing Through a Screen Door”
“I stand and I walk back to the Unit and the dew on the dead grass soaks through my shoes and I watch my feet break the crystalline perfection of the morning’s drops and the drops are just another thing I’ve destroyed, another thing I can’t fix or bring back, another beautiful thing ruined by my carelessness. I don’t stop. I don’t stop destroying and I don’t change my course and I don’t look back. Looking back hurts too much, so I just keep going.”—A Million Little Pieces